The man she imprisoned was a white-skinned

"Your Highness the Princess is fine. She is probably just overtired. She just needs to take good care of herself." Upon hearing the news that Meng Xuanhe had fainted, the imperial physician from the Princess's mansion came immediately.

When the imperial physician mentioned fatigue, he took a deep look at the lovers kneeling outside the main hall, and the meaning was self-evident. Ah Ying's eyes flashed and he looked at the closed door.

If the princess is sick, and he serves her personally, he will surely be favored by the princess. He entered the princess's mansion for wealth and glory, and as for competing for favor, it all depends on one's ability.

The princess did not have a personal maid, and had been brought up by Nanny Wen since she was born. Nanny Wen was over 40 years old and had been serving Meng Xuanhe personally since she was born.

After sending the imperial physician away, Nanny Wen dismissed the concubines outside the main hall. She took the medicine bag to the back kitchen to boil the medicine, and looked at Meng Xuan and Shen Jing's sleepy eyes, and couldn't help but sigh.

Meng Xuanhe heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the footsteps of the crowd leaving. He then squinted one eye to check whether the lovers had left.

Seeing that there was no one around, Meng Xuanhe opened her eyes with peace of mind. She threw back the quilt and jumped out of bed. She looked around the room, which was filled with a faint fragrance, elegant and unique.

Meng Xuanhe stroked her chin. The main hall of the princess's mansion was simple and natural. She took a few books from the bookshelf and flipped through them.

She was a little curious about what kind of books this ridiculous princess usually read. If there were any strange storybooks, she could use them to pass the time.

But as soon as she opened the books, she closed them with a blushing face.

There is not a single word in this book, only some illustrations, all of which are of two little people doing sports.

"Your Highness, Princess?"

At the door, A Ying, who had been dismissed, turned back again. It must be said that his calculations were good. But he didn't expect that Meng Xuanhe was actually pretending.

He lowered his head quickly, fearing that he would anger the princess. But when he lowered his head, he happened to see the book that Meng Xuanhe had dropped on the ground.

The book was opened, and Aying looked at what was in it, her face blushing, but she said nothing.

"You! How can you enter my room without my order?"

Although Meng Xuanhe is a modern person with advanced ideas, he still became angry and embarrassed when a man saw the pornographic book.

Anyway, she was now the image of a willful princess, so she simply cursed to hide her shame and anger.

A Ying knelt down directly without any hesitation.

"Aying deserves to be put to death." Aying prostrated himself on the ground and said humbly.

Aying's reaction is naturally closely related to the original princess's personality.

"Forget it, never do it again. This princess is not feeling well and needs to rest. You can leave first." Meng Xuanhe waved her hand. She didn't want to inherit the princess's vicious legacy.

"Aying, take your leave." Aying stood up and walked out of the house timidly.

Nanny Wen came back from boiling the medicine and was about to serve the princess, but she found that she had woken up. Meng Xuanhe looked at her and found that the nanny looked very familiar.

"Your Highness, you are not unconscious?" Nanny Wen said in surprise.

After hearing what Nanny Wen said, Meng Xuanhe finally recognized the person in front of him. Wasn't this the Nanny who was beheaded together with the princess in the original plot?

Although the princess did many evil things, Nanny Wen was always willing to stand up and protect the princess. Even when the princess was beheaded, she died in front of the princess.

The princess has let many people down in her life, but the one she feels most sorry for is the nanny in front of her.

Since she has traveled to this world, she will definitely not let history repeat itself. The princess is the princess, Meng Xuanhe is Meng Xuanhe. She has to save her own life, and also save Nanny Wen's life.

"Mammy, I just don't want to stay with those lovers." Meng Xuanhe said what was in his heart without hesitation.

Judging from the original plot, the only person she can trust now is the Nanny Wen in front of her.

An expression of heartache instantly appeared on Nanny Wen's face.

"Princess, I'm sorry for wronging you."

Meng Xuanhe was a little confused by Nanny Wen's words. Why did she say that?

"Mammy, what year is it tonight?" Meng Xuanhe scratched her head. She hadn't figured out the timeline yet. If it was almost time for Xie Lin to return to Beiliang, then she would be too late.

"It's the beginning of spring in the seventh year of Yongde, have you forgotten, Princess?" Nanny Wen looked at her in confusion.

"After this fall, it seems that I can't remember some things."

Although she went through the original plot, she was not clear about the details. Moreover, the story started with Xie Lin, which meant that she was completely unaware of some details.

Nanny Wen was someone she could trust, so she did not hide anything from her. Besides, Nanny Wen had been taking care of the princess since she was a child, so she must know everything about the princess.

"Then this old servant will go call the imperial physician." Nanny Wen was horrified. The princess losing her memory after being thrown down was no small matter.

"No need, some things are just blurry. Look, Ma'am, I can still recognize you." Meng Xuanhe stopped Ma'am Wen and said teasingly.

Nanny Wen also understood that the princess did not want anyone to know about this.

The princess already had numerous enemies in the court. If the news got out, she would be persecuted in who knows how.

"Then princess, please take a rest first. If you feel unwell, please tell me." Nanny Wen nodded. The princess wanted to keep a secret, and she would never let anyone else know.

Nanny Wen went to the place where the medicine was boiled to watch over it, leaving Meng Xuan and another person alone in the hall.

She poured the cold well water on her face, trying to wake herself up, and then she saw her own reflection in the water.

There are stars and light flowing in the girl's blue eyes. Her bright eyes contain all kinds of things in the world as she looks around.

Her complexion is as translucent as jade, and her skin is as delicate as snow under the sunlight. Her lips are red without any makeup, and her eyebrows are green without any drawing.

Meng Xuanhe was stunned. This appearance was actually his original appearance. There really is such a coincidence in the world that the name and appearance are the same.

She couldn't understand the opportunity, but she knew one thing.

It was the mysterious gentleman and the piece of white paper that were the trigger for her to travel through time.

In ancient times, it was as difficult as ascending to heaven to find a person, not to mention that it was not necessarily that gentleman who caused him to travel through time, so Meng Xuanhe placed all his hopes on that piece of white paper.

That white paper was definitely not an ordinary piece of white paper, but a painting magic spell.

Meng Sangxi taught her to make incense in order to make a living, but what he really taught her was the art of drawing spirits. But how could the art of drawing spirits be a blank sheet of paper without even the art text written on it?

Moreover, she had never seen the white painting spirit technique before. The painting spirit technique was divided into red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple. If one's cultivation was sufficient, one could cultivate the painting spirit technique of the corresponding color.

Meng Sangxi once said that there are other realms above the Purple Dao, but no one can reach them.

Could it be that the piece of white paper is the legendary realm?

It is not impossible. After all, it did something earth-shattering that allowed people to travel through time.

The only two clues he knew made Meng Xuanhe want to give up.

Because of her spirit painting skills, she was still at the third level of the Yellow Path. It was ok to paint some things to calm the mind and remove turbidity and dampness, but to surpass the level of the Purple Path...

She couldn't help but feel troubled.

"The beginning of spring in the seventh year of Yongde was the third month that the princess imprisoned Xie Lin." Meng Xuanhe thought about it and decided that since he couldn't find a way to go home for the time being, he had to save his life first.

There were less than two years left before she was executed by slow slicing by Xie Lin.

Thinking of this, a video suddenly came into Meng Xuanhe's mind. It was the coronation ceremony of Xie Lin when he unified the two countries after the princess was executed.

At the ceremony, he not only announced it with contempt for all living beings in the world, but also married Lichuan as his queen.

On that day, a strange phenomenon occurred in the stars, nine stars were aligned, a divine dragon and auspicious clouds descended, time and space overlapped and reversed.

Meng Xuanhe looked at the strange visions in the sky and couldn't help but wonder, if she could calmly complete all the plots of this story and activate the strange visions of the stars, would she be able to go back?

I'm afraid we may only know the answer in two years.

Meng Xuanhe locked herself in the hall for the whole day. Dang Yue quietly climbed up to the treetop. She thought that no matter what, it would be good for her to be nicer to Xie Lin now.

Meng Xuanhe did what he said. He opened the door and walked towards the west pavilion.

In the original plot, Xie Lin was tortured and humiliated by the princess, and had many injuries on his body.

She thought that she should heal Xie Lin's external injuries first. Firstly, it was to make Xie Lin hate her less, and secondly, Xie Lin was too pitiful and she couldn't bear it.

The cold moon was in the sky, shining its silver light on the wet steps. In the vast and silent night, the cold wind was raging.

Meng Xuanhe couldn't help but pull at his fox fur coat. It was just the beginning of spring, but the cold had not yet dissipated and the nights were still freezing cold.

There were fine raindrops falling from the sky. Although not heavy, it was chilly and biting.

Meng Xuanhe walked into the West Pavilion and found the person she was looking for in the silver light all over the road.

Xie Lin knelt in the courtyard of the West Pavilion, standing in the cold wind. His thin clothes could not withstand the ravages of the rain at all, and drooped on his body hazily. His face was pale, and his eyes were blue and purple.

Even in such a bitterly cold night, his spine could not bend at all, but his lonely back looked desolate and fragile.

Meng Xuanhe just felt depressed. She stood face to face with Xie Lin. The man was in the rain, and she was under the pavilion.

He was wearing thin clothes, while she was tightly wrapped in a fox fur coat. Although he was kneeling, his back was not bent at all. Although she could look down at the person in front of her, she did not seem to be very noble.

"Your Highness." Xie Lin's voice was very soft, and it brought Meng Xuanhe back to her senses when she heard it.

"Why are you kneeling here?" Meng Xuanhe strode up to Xie Lin and wanted to help him up, but the man in front of him seemed to be welded to the ground and could not be lifted up at all.

"Her Royal Highness the Princess has ordered that every time the moon is full, Xiao Qi must kneel in the courtyard of the West Pavilion." Xie Lin's words were still so light, making Meng Xuanhe feel uneasy.

She knew that the princess had abused Xie Lin and had beaten him so hard that his body was covered with bruises, but she didn't know that she could humiliate someone like this.

It is the beginning of spring now, but it is still so cold and chilly, not to mention the deep winter. How did Xie Lin endure in this West Pavilion?

"He is really a piece of shit." Meng Xuanhe cursed softly.

"Your Highness, did Xiaoqi do something wrong?" Xie Lin lowered his head. Although Meng Xuanhe's voice was very low, he had lost his vision but his hearing was very good.

These words were nothing to him. After all, the princess had said even more unpleasant things when she was angry.

"I'm not talking about you. Get up quickly and come in with me." Meng Xuanhe reached out to pull Xie Lin up. This time he did not struggle and stood up with Meng Xuanhe's movements.

Perhaps it was because he knelt for too long, or perhaps it was because the ground was too cold. As soon as Xie Lin stood up, he fell backwards uncontrollably.

Meng Xuanhe reached out without thinking, but there was no way she could hold up a grown man. So Meng Xuanhe and Xie Lin fell to the wet ground.

The ground was colder than she had imagined.