The man she imprisoned was a white-skinned

The next morning, Xie Lin went back to the chaise longue, and before leaving, he did not forget to cover Meng Xuanhe with the quilt. He had always suffered from insomnia, and only last night, when he held Meng Xuanhe in his arms, could he get a light sleep.

The princess didn't like him being too close to her, so he didn't let the princess notice.

When Meng Xuanhe woke up and saw him sleeping obediently on the chaise longue, a hint of suspicion appeared in his eyes.

She woke up from sleep and felt relaxed. She stretched her body and prepared to go out to greet the spring sun.

Today the sun was shining brightly, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant. She went back and changed her clothes, taking off her heavy coat and wearing only a wide-sleeved shirt.

She sat down in the yard, the stone table was cool and refreshing, and she started thinking about milk tea. Since hot pot was so popular, wouldn't her business be even better once milk tea came out?

The quiet West Pavilion is full of green willows and red flowers. Flowers are in full bloom, and the fragrance is fragrant. In the middle of the courtyard is a lotus pond, and the lotus flowers have not yet bloomed. The pavilions and waterside pavilions are quiet and elegant.

This was exactly the place she dreamed of lying down.

But she would eventually leave the princess's mansion. Thinking of this, Meng Xuanhe couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

"Princess." Xie Lin's voice came from behind.

He heard the chirping of birds and the fragrance of flowers lingered at his nose, but he was unmoved and walked straight to where the princess was.

"Hmm?" Meng Xuanhe was a little surprised. She didn't expect Xie Lin to be willing to leave the room. In fact, she didn't restrict Xie Lin's activities at all. Xie Lin stayed in the room purely because he didn't want to come out.

Meng Xuanhe thought that Xie Lin had left the house before because he had to go to the East Pavilion to eat in order to survive. However, the concubines in the East Pavilion tortured him in various ways, and the princess also made Xie Lin kneel in the cold winter, drink pepper water, etc.

Perhaps the outside world has brought too much harm to Xie Lin, so he is unwilling to come out and shrinks himself in his "shell".

Meng Xuanhe knew that the knot in his heart had to be untied slowly, so he ordered his servants to send three meals a day to the West Pavilion so that Xie Lin could take care of himself. Now he was willing to walk out of the house and face the sun.

An expression of joy appeared on her face, but as soon as Xie Lin stepped out of the door, she shrank back.

For people who are used to darkness, exposure to sunlight is nothing short of a resistance.

"Don't be afraid." Meng Xuanhe put down the ancient book in his hand, stood up and held his hand.

His hands were broad but cold, and Meng Xuanhe held him with both hands. It didn't feel like she was holding him, but rather like his big hands were wrapping her up.

"Why is it so cold? Where is the hand warmer I gave you?" Meng Xuanhe frowned. It was already March, but his hands still felt like it was winter.

"Here, the things the princess gave to Xiaoqi are all well kept." Xie Lin reached into his sleeve and took out the hand warmer.

"I give it to you to use, not to offer as an offering or burn incense." Meng Xuanhe tapped his forehead, and immediately a hint of red appeared on his fair forehead.

"Okay." He agreed obediently, holding the hand warmer in his palm, and sat down on the stone bench with her.

"Is the princess reading a book?" Xie Lin asked as he listened to the ancient book flipping by his ears.

"Well, let's research some delicious food. I'll let you taste the first one I make."

"Okay." It seemed like he would say yes no matter what Meng Xuanhe said.

Meng Xuanhe smiled. In ancient times, there were not many things needed to make milk tea, so she could only make up for her cooking knowledge.

After all, she is the owner of a big restaurant, so how can she get by without some skills?

So, the two of them spent the whole morning in the spring breeze. It would be even better if there was a rocking recliner, Meng Xuanhe thought.

Yan Qing couldn't stay in Nanmeng Kingdom for too long, so he went back to Beiliang today to report. Meng Xuanhe put down her clenched heart, she no longer had to worry about being watched.

Meng Xuanhe is a stinky salted fish who just wants to lie down whenever she has free time. Once the business is over, her mind is full of how to make herself more comfortable.

She did what she said, and took ink and a brush from the house, and drew a simple sketch of a rocking chair. She then hired a few carpenters to replicate the chair in the picture.

The carpenters had never seen such a thing before, and looked at each other in bewilderment. They thought the princess was researching a new "sex toy". If Meng Xuanhe knew, he would probably vomit blood.

A few hours passed like this, Meng Xuan basked in the warm sun. Thinking that there were not many people coming to the West Pavilion normally, he just lay down on the grass.

The grass was soft and usually no one passed by. She looked up and saw a few drops of morning dew on the leaves, reflecting the sunlight.

"Princess, don't lie on the ground. There's too much dew on the ground and you'll catch a cold." Xie Lin felt her actions and advised her helplessly.

"Well, no." Meng Xuan lay in the warm sun, thinking that no one could pull her up.

"Princess, you..." Lin Zhao's voice suddenly rang out, and Meng Xuanhe jumped up from the ground.

Forget it, just pretend she didn’t say anything. No, this is what she was thinking, there’s no point in explaining it.

"Eunuch Lin, what brings you here?" Meng Xuan said calmly, as if nothing had happened.

"I'm here to give the princess this month's salary." Lin Zhao's eyes were deep, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"Okay, okay, just put it down." Meng Xuanhe saw the tray in his hand and licked the corner of his lips.

The tray was covered with a red cloth and was bulging with something inside.

With Meng Ziyan's favor for her, it shouldn't be a problem for her to get a few hundred taels every month, Meng Xuanhe thought happily.

However, reality slapped her in the face. When she opened the red cloth, there was no silver inside, only whips and locks.

The silver color shone brightly, and Meng Xuanhe took a bite without believing it. The iron taste in her mouth could not deceive her, this was definitely not silver.

"Princess, what are you doing?" Lin Zhao was speechless and couldn't understand what she was doing.

"Ah, this princess is expressing her gratitude. By the way, where is the silver?" Meng Xuanhe said nonsense in a serious tone.

"Silver? Didn't the princess tell the emperor that she didn't want silver, but only these supplies? This was made overnight by the royal blacksmith in the palace, worried that the princess couldn't properly manage the concubines in the palace. This is all out of the emperor's painstaking effort."

Lin Zhao was a little confused. This was the proposal the princess had made to him half a year ago in order to please Meng Ziyan. How come she had forgotten it now?

"Oh, didn't a new person come into the mansion recently? This princess was so busy that she forgot about it." Meng Xuanhe said with a forced smile.

c. This princess didn't even have a salary. What a poor life. Fortunately, she opened two shops to do business, otherwise she would have been alone when she escaped.

When Lin Zhao left, he looked at Xie Lin deeply. This toy that had been abused by the princess was actually safe and sound, and his injuries had all healed. Lin Zhao began to have vague doubts in his heart.

However, he did not stay. He put the tray on the stone table and left. Only Meng Xuan and Xie Lin were left in the West Pavilion.