The man she imprisoned was a white-skinned

After nightfall, the rain became even heavier.

Meng Xuanhe watched Xiao Qi fall asleep, and then he rested on the chaise longue. It was a good night to sleep on a rainy night, and Meng Xuanhe slept very soundly, not noticing Xie Lin approaching at all.

He leaned over and stroked Meng Xuanhe's forehead, eyes, and soft lips with his right hand gently.

Xie Lin couldn't see it, but at this moment he could use his fingertips to carve this face into his mind.

"I heard that two more men have come to the princess's mansion. They are handsome and good-looking, and are quite favored by the princess." Xie Lin said in a low voice, as if he was talking to Meng Xuanhe, but not necessarily.

"Princess, how can Xiaoqi keep you here?" Xie Lin seemed to have thought of something, and stood up and groped his way to the door.

His hand had already touched the door latch, but he hesitated again. The outside world only brought him endless pain. Did he really have the courage to step out of the house?

But if he didn't do this, he had no better way to win the princess. He thought for only a moment, and the next moment he gritted his teeth, opened the door and walked out with determination.

The long corridor outside the house was sheltered from the wind and rain, but the storm was just a step away. However, he walked into the rain without hesitation, letting the heavy rain soak him.

He stood in the rain like this for an hour. Fortunately, the West Pavilion was remote and no one noticed his unusual behavior.

When Xie Lin returned to the room, Meng Xuanhe was still sleeping soundly. He carefully groped around, dried his hair with a cloth, and changed his clothes. After doing all this, he went to bed and covered himself with the quilt.

Before going to bed, I touched my forehead and it was burning hot.

Xie Lin curled the corners of his lips. This way, the princess wouldn’t suddenly disappear, right? She would still bring him food and tell him stories as before.

As he thought about this, he fell into a deep sleep.

"Xiaoqi, Xiaoqi?" Meng Xuanhe frowned slightly. When she woke up, she saw Xie Lin's face was flushed and his breathing was difficult.

"Oh my god, it's so hot." Meng Xuanhe's first reaction was to touch his forehead, and sure enough, he had a fever.

She hurriedly summoned Li Qing, who was already familiar with the West Pavilion.

"I'll do it." Meng Xuanhe watched him pour the medicine into Xiaoqi's mouth, which was too wild. Worried that Xiaoqi was still sick, she took the medicine.

"You're fine, why do you have a fever?" Meng Xuanhe asked in confusion.

"It should be caused by a cold. And Princess, did you really not do anything to him?" Li Qing didn't believe that Meng Xuanhe did nothing and made Xie Lin sick again.

"Didn't the princess say anything?" Meng Xuanhe glared at him angrily. How could she possibly mess with the cabbages she grew herself?

Li Qing was unable to refute Meng Xuanhe's anger, so he gave Xie Lin acupuncture and left.

But after he left, he couldn't help but mutter in his heart: "Still quibbling, he got sick when you were there."

Meng Zong takes the blame. Xuanhe could not hear what Li Qing said. At this moment, he was wringing out a wet towel and covering Xie Lin's forehead with it.

After Xie Lin drank the medicine, he felt better and finally woke up.

"Sorry." His weak voice came.

"Stop talking. There's nothing to apologize for being sick. You just need to rest well." Meng Xuanhe sighed. The sound of heavy rain outside the window came, so she got up and closed the window.

I guess Xie Lin caught a cold because of the cold wind last night. She frowned and thought about it, thinking she had solved the case.

Meng Xuanhe stayed by his bed, bringing him hot water and towels from time to time, which was really considerate.

Worried about the patient's mental state, he asked, "Do you want to hear a story?"

"Yes." Xie Lin nodded, thinking that he had done nothing wrong last night.

In fact, as long as the princess was by his side, he was already satisfied. In the dark night, she was the only candle. Xie Lin couldn't bear to put it out, and couldn't bear to lose her.

The girl's gentle voice came from the side, and she burst into laughter after finishing the story. She was telling Grimm's fairy tales today. Fairy tales are bright and positive, guiding Xie Lin to establish a good world view.

She didn't want Xie Lin to say anything weird again.

Xie Lin was surrounded by her light and elegant fragrance and fell asleep comfortably.

Since Meng Xuanhe had agreed to accompany him, he did not leave and stayed with him the whole time.

She looked around the room and it seemed a bit messy. Meng Xuanhe stood up to clean it up, put the scattered books back on the bookshelf, and wiped the vase.

While she was cleaning, she accidentally found the white robe under the bed. It was the one Xie Lin wore yesterday, and it was completely wet.

With Meng Xuanhe's intelligence, she naturally thought of the reason. At this moment, she was even more furious. She originally thought that it was the cold wind that caused a cold, but she didn't expect that it was Xie Lin who caught a cold.

She walked to the bedside angrily, ready to accuse him, but then she looked at his sleeping face and let down her temper.

She took a deep breath, and kept all the anger in her heart, not bothering with the patient. She would settle the score with Xie Lin when he recovered.

So Meng Xuanhe took better care of him and ran around to help him, making Xiaoqi feel ashamed.

"Princess, you don't have to do this."

Meng Xuanhe deliberately moved the small medicine stove to the west pavilion, and told Xie Lin to stay in bed and not do anything.

"How about this? Should I go out in the rain and get wet all night like you?" Meng Xuanhe said while fanning himself, the sarcasm in his words was obvious.

"The princess knows." Xie Lin smiled helplessly.

"If I hadn't discovered the wet clothes, would you have done it again?" Meng Xuanhe was calmly angry.

"Xiao Qi will never do that again." Xie Lin lowered his eyes and said pitifully.

Well, I have to dispose of the clothes next time I do it.

"You're hurting yourself by doing this. Get up and drink the medicine." Meng Xuanhe took out the medicine and stopped feeding him. Instead, he handed it to him to drink.

Xie Lin couldn't stop coughing, and the bowl in his hand shook again and again.

"Forget it." Meng Xuanhe reached out and took the bowl, blew on it, and fed it to his lips.

At this time, his coughing stopped and he took the medicine obediently. Although Meng Xuanhe was puzzled, he thought about it and realized that he was still a patient.

"Princess, you are so kind to me." After drinking the medicine, Xie Lin held her hand in his own.

"Xiao Qi will treat the princess well forever." Xie Lin's face was serious, as if he was making an extremely important promise.

"What if one day you find out that I have done something too much to you, will you kill me?" Even though she knew that he had lost his memory and was overly dependent on her, Meng Xuanhe still asked.

Xie Lin's revenge on the princess in the plot terrified her, and she was sometimes afraid when she woke up in her dreams at midnight.

"How could Xiao Qi have the heart to kill the princess?" Xie Lin lowered his eyes and smiled, saying without comment.

Meng Xuanhe wanted to take a recorder and record it at this moment, so that he could use it as a golden ticket to avoid death in the future.

"I just want to be good to the princess. I will try my best to do everything the princess wants, as long as the princess stays by my side." Xie Lin said with a smile. It was clearly a gentle and warm smile, but Meng Xuanhe felt a hint of chill.

"What if I'm not here?" She was naturally referring to not being with Xie Lin.

In the future, he would be a monarch who would unify the world and be admired by everyone. She was just a stepping stone on the monarch's path to growth. She would never be by Xie Lin's side in the future, no matter what the reason or position was.

"Is that so? There's nothing we can do about it." Xie Lin's smile grew wider, and his angular face was now extremely gentle.

So there was no other way but to lock her up and chain her up so that she would belong to him alone.