The man she imprisoned was a white-skinned

Meng Xuanhe rushed to the west pavilion and saw Xie Lin curled up alone in the dark on a corner of the couch. A thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead and he looked painful.

She hurried forward and asked, "What happened?"

"Your Highness, Xiao Qi is fine." Xie Lin opened his eyes reluctantly when he saw her coming. His tone was intermittent and sounded like a lie.

"Call the imperial physician!" Meng Xuanhe didn't care about anything else and shouted directly outside the house. Soon, the imperial physician from the princess's mansion came with a medicine box.

As soon as he received the summons, the imperial physician knew that it was destined for the West Pavilion again, and it turned out to be true.

The imperial physician's name was Zhang Qing. He was quite old, had good medical ethics, and was kind and generous.

Being in the royal family, and in the princess's mansion at the center of the storm, he shouldn't have interrupted, but seeing Meng Xuanhe's anxious look, he had no choice but to say, "If the princess cares, don't mess with me."

Meng Xuanhe was stunned when he heard this and remained silent.

She swore that it was definitely not her who did it this time.

Zhang Qing walked towards Xie Lin, took his hand and diagnosed him, then breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's just abdominal distension. If you have a bad spleen and stomach, you should avoid overeating." This was the mildest illness he had treated for Xie Lin since he entered the princess's mansion.

Xie Lin had suffered a lot at the hands of the princess. He was hungry and cold, and his stomach had been having problems for a long time. Today, she stuffed him with so many medicinal foods.

Meng Xuanhe felt guilty, it turned out to be because of her. Zhang Qing prescribed a prescription for digestion and ordered someone to boil the medicine.

"Next time if you can't eat it, just don't eat it." Meng Xuanhe sat down next to him.

It was her own fault, but her tone was filled with a hint of blame. His mind was as pure as a blank sheet of paper, and he was always oppressed and persecuted by the princess. Now he didn't even know how to resist such a small matter as not being able to eat.

"This is the first time the princess has dined with me." Xie Lin was sweating profusely. He tilted his head and said, forcing a smile on his face.

Although his eyes were covered by a white cloth, Meng Xuanhe could feel the seriousness in his heart.

"If you feel uncomfortable in the future, just tell me. Even if it's me, you don't have to obey everything I say." Meng Xuanhe didn't know what was wrong with him that he had to argue with him now.

Xie Lin, who had always been gentle and well-behaved to her, was particularly determined on this matter.

"You don't want me anymore?" He asked cautiously.

"No." Meng Xuanhe said helplessly. The princess's possessiveness towards him was too strong, and Xie Lin was extremely stubborn on this matter. "Forget it, take a rest. Do you want to hear more stories?"

Xie Lin was sick, and if Meng Xuanhe continued to embarrass him, it would seem like she was not a human being.

Xiao Piaoliang nodded expectantly, the pain seemed to ease a little, and she tilted her head waiting for her to speak.

Meng Xuanhe told him the story of Painted Skin from Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio today. He had no intention of doing anything special, he just wanted to have fun, but the listener became clear-headed and intelligent.

"Selfish desires played a role and blinded their eyes." As a result, they fell into a difficult situation and lost their lives. Xie Lin listened to the story patiently and made the following comments.

"The one who suffers is Chen, who is loyal and righteous." Meng Xuanhe just felt sorry for Chen who was suffering.

"Then why did Chen save him?" Xie Lin was puzzled. He couldn't empathize with her.

"It's probably the love between husband and wife, supporting each other, cherishing each other, and growing old together." This was the greatest wish of women in ancient times.

Although Xie Lin didn't understand, he felt from Meng Xuanhe's tone that the word husband and wife was the most beautiful relationship in the world.

If Meng Xuanhe knew what he was thinking, he would probably scold him. Hearing a love-brained person from a piece of Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio, what a sin.

"Does the master have any affection for Xiao Qi?"

Meng Xuanhe:?

"You and I are not husband and wife, so how can there be any love between husband and wife?" She was choked and said guiltily.

"Then Princess, can't you be my wife?" He always said these words in the most innocent and serious tone, "Be with each other and cherish each other."

"No." Meng Xuanhe interrupted before she heard the second half of the sentence. Realizing her own misstep, she added, "Only the best woman in the world can be your wife."

"And I will beat and scold you at the least, or whip you at the worst. I will imprison you in this dark room and leave you covered with bruises. Moreover, there are more men around me than you, so don't talk nonsense."

Although Meng Xuanhe couldn't bear to say this, Xie Lin belonged to Lichuan. If she insisted on interfering, the outcome would probably be the same as the original story. Xie Lin might be dependent on her now, but when he wakes up, he will only pursue her endlessly.

Xie Lin felt her anger, like a frightened cat. He didn't understand why the person who was telling him a story in a soft voice a minute ago suddenly changed her face.

Meng Xuanhe opened the door and left. The night was heavy with dew and the wind was howling. The servants boiled the medicine and sent it to the West Pavilion. She was relieved to hear that Xie Lin was fine after taking the medicine.

In the following days, she devoted herself to the business of the shop and did not ask about anything in the West Pavilion. Even if someone reported it, she just responded indifferently.

As a result, the attention of the people in the mansion shifted from Xie Lin to Jiarun and Jialang.

Ah Ying was careful and unwilling to be just an ordinary concubine. He seemed to have noticed something strange about Jia Run and Jia Lang in the past few days. But he made a wrong move and exposed it to Meng Xuanhe.

Meng Xuanhe knew that A Ying could not stay, and it happened that Shannan was besieged by floods, and the princes and nobles sent servants to help with the disaster relief. Meng Xuanhe used this as an excuse to send away many of the princess's male lovers.

She knew that the journey was difficult, so she gave them each a sum of money. If they didn't want to serve the country anymore, they could just run away. After all, they were servants of a high official in Kyoto, so they could just pretend to be there, and no one would chase them if they ran away.

This was the best way Meng Xuanhe could think of to get rid of them.

She had cleared out most of the concubines in the princess's mansion, and the situation was settled. She would occasionally visit Chenxiangji, which was doing a booming business and had a good reputation.

She came to Chenxiangji as usual that day, and there was a huge crowd of people gathered in front of the shop.

She didn't care much at first, after all, the daily perfumes were selling very well.

It wasn't until she heard crying from the crowd that she realized something was wrong.

"This newly opened shop is not a good thing at all. My poor newlywed wife had a miscarriage after the defecation." A young man was crying and shouting in front of Chenxiangji.

He was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with long black hair scattered on his shoulders, delicate features and fair skin, as white as snow. His face was filled with grief and his voice was filled with grief and anger, which made people feel sympathy.

In the boy's arms, there was a woman covered with a white cloth, lying quietly in his arms, seemingly lifeless.

She was surprised at his age at first, but then she thought about it. In ancient times, it seemed very normal for a man to get married and have children at this age.

Meng Xuanhe's eyes darkened. As expected, her incense shop was doing too well, which aroused jealousy. If she couldn't solve the problem cleverly today, she wouldn't have to open Chenxiangji.