The man she imprisoned was a white-skinned

Meng Xuanhe was also stunned. Not to mention the inhuman torture in the prison, once Li Chuan was in Nanmeng Prison, there was basically no possibility of escape. How could her plan be realized? Without the heroine, what direction would the plot take?

"Your Majesty, you can't do that. The goddess' jade pendant is indeed in my hand. The matter of the Wuxiang tribe is of great importance. Please think twice." Meng Xuanhe took out the jade pendant from his sleeve and handed it to Meng Ziyan.

Li Chuan did not feel any gratitude towards Meng Xuanhe for rescuing him. Instead, he felt that it was all because of her that he ended up in this situation.

Meng Ziyan reached out to take the jade pendant, and its texture was obviously extraordinary.

His eyes sparkled, and he immediately asked, "This is the jade pendant of the goddess of the Wuxian tribe. What is its function?"

"Your Majesty, it's just a symbol of the Wuxiang clan's identity." Li Chuan lied.

The goddess jade pendant can not only suppress the gold and silver butterfly Gu, but also has other functions. But Li Chuan couldn't tell it, as it was a secret of the Wuxiang tribe.

"Whatever." Meng Ziyan shook his head in disappointment and threw the jade pendant to her, but he still had no intention of letting Li Chuan go.

"Royal brother, if the Wuxiang tribe turns to the Northern Liang Kingdom, it will not be a good thing for me, Nan Meng. If the emperor shows leniency and lets her go now, Nan Meng will surely be free from the humiliation of He Yan, the world will be peaceful, and your royal brother will be famous for all eternity." Meng Xuanhe said against his conscience.

These words were both flattering and exaggerated, but to Meng Ziyan, they were extremely useful.

This foolish and fame-loving monarch immediately fell into deep thought, considering the feasibility of Meng Xuan's words.

"Your Majesty, please think twice." Xiao Qi also understood the situation and spoke up to persuade him.

Meng Ziyan was still wavering, but after hearing everyone's advice, he nodded and decided to let Li Chuan go again.

"Then I will forgive you this time. Leave Nanmeng after seven days and never let me see you again." Meng Ziyan was dreaming. The scene of being praised by thousands of people was extremely ironic and disgusting.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Li Chuan hated these people in her heart, but she didn't dare to say anything.

Originally, the matter was considered settled, but seeing that Meng Ziyan had no intention of sending him away, Li Chuan could only bite the bullet and continue kneeling. However, Meng Xuanhe had been given a seat and sat face to face with Meng Ziyan.

Meng Xuanhe couldn't quite figure out why Meng Ziyan kept her here. Her intuition told her that nothing good would happen if she stayed with Meng Ziyan, so she just wanted to take Xiao Qi away from the fire pit as soon as possible.

But her worries still came true. Meng Ziyan smiled at her and said, "My sister has a good eye. This man has caught my eye to some extent."

After saying that, he stretched out a finger and scratched Xie Lin's cheek, full of teasing meaning.

Meng Ziyan's lustful look was disgusting, not to mention that he used his dirty hands to touch Xiao Qi. Meng Xuanhe was furious and wanted to pull him to the corner and beat him up.

Xie Lin's fists were already clenched, he couldn't stand anyone touching him except Meng Xuanhe. What's more, Meng Ziyan's eyes were disgusting, making his stomach churn.

He clenched his fists, ready to fight back in the next second. Meng Xuanhe quickly gave him a pleading look, signaling him not to act rashly.

Although Meng Xuanhe was also furious, she had not lost her mind. If Xie Lin offended Meng Ziyan under such circumstances, he would be dead, and she would not be able to protect him.

When Xie Lin saw Meng Xuanhe's pleading eyes, he immediately felt deflated. If his actions would bring trouble to the princess, he would rather bear it alone.

"It is Xiaoqi's blessing to be favored by the emperor." Meng Xuan smiled kindly, his mind working rapidly.

Use the magic of the mind? Not to mention that Li Chuan is still here, the imperial study is a forbidden area, and there are layers of imperial guards guarding it. It is estimated that her plan will not succeed.

In this case, the only option is to use the person that Meng Ziyan hates the most as the bet. After all, she knows part of the plot, which can be of some use at this time.

"In this case, the imperial sister will have to reluctantly give up on you." Meng Ziyan nodded righteously, without any sense of shame. Instead, he looked like he was giving alms, as if it was a great blessing for Xie Lin to be able to enter the palace to serve him.

"Of course I am willing to agree to your request, brother. But Xiaoqi has some things to do and I need to give him some advice." Meng Xuanhe nodded and threw out the bait.

Meng Ziyan was stunned when he looked at Xie Lin. He was simply the most handsome boy he had ever seen.

When he thought about torturing such a lovely girl in the future, his heart was filled with ripples of emotions.

In order to completely get Xie Lin, Meng Ziyan did not interrupt her and nodded to signal Meng Xuanhe to continue.

"Xiaoqi was born at noon on the ninth day of the Xu month. He has a kind and gentle personality. He is good at chess and likes agarwood. He usually has a light taste and likes lotus seed soup, ice glutinous rice and the like..." Meng Xuanhe said as if advising.

Meng Ziyan couldn't hold back when he heard the ninth day of the Xu month, and his expression became colder as Meng Xuanhe spoke.

It happened to be noon on the Double Ninth Festival. Is there really such a coincidence in the world?

The person in front of me is actually a person with a pure Yang destiny.

There are not many people like this in the world, and Meng Ziyan has only met two of them. The other one happens to be the haze that Meng Ziyan will never forget in his life.

That is Meng Ziyan’s younger brother Meng Ziye, who is also Meng Xuanhe’s second brother.

As far as Meng Ziyan could remember, he was born as the eldest son of Nan Meng and was legitimately made the crown prince. When he was young, he was simple and serious, and knew that he could not live up to the cultivation of his father, the emperor, and his mother, the empress.

At that time, he was diligent and hardworking, studying the art of ruling and learning from the strengths of various schools of thought. But all this changed quietly after his mother gave birth to his biological brother.

Because Meng Ziye was born at noon on the Double Ninth Festival, he was not only the first person in the royal family of Nanmeng with a pure Yang fate, but also the Imperial Astronomical Observatory predicted that this was the emperor's star chart, with purple air coming from the east and auspiciousness shining everywhere.

If Meng Ziye succeeds to the throne in the future, the Southern Meng Kingdom will reach a thousand years of prosperity.

It was from that time on that everything Meng Ziyan had was destroyed.

The father and mother who originally doted on him favored his younger brother even more. And no matter how hard he worked, he could never catch up with Meng Ziye.

He seemed to be born superior to himself, and even if he spent his entire life, nothing could change.

When he was in the Imperial College, the Imperial Tutor was very satisfied with him, and he, who was originally considered excellent, became mediocre. But he still felt a little unwilling in his heart, no matter how excellent Meng Ziye was, he was the eldest son and the crown prince.

The one who will succeed to the throne in the future will be himself, not him, Meng Ziye.

When he ascends to the throne in the future, Meng Ziye will still have to bow down to him.

Although Meng Ziyan had always been particularly wary of Meng Ziye in his heart, he still comforted himself in this way.

Until that day, when he wanted to pay his respects to his father and mother, he accidentally overheard their conversation.

"Your Majesty, have you really thought it through?" The Queen seemed a little melancholy and reluctant.

"This is for the future of our Nanmeng Kingdom. Beiliang and Nanmeng have been divided into two dynasties for a long time. If Ziye succeeds to the throne, perhaps the long-cherished wish of our ancestors in Nanmeng Kingdom can be fulfilled."

Nan Mengdi sighed. He saw how hard Meng Ziyan worked, but he also saw how far he was from Meng Ziye. Although he couldn't bear it, he wouldn't let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Meng Ziye was God's favor to the Southern Meng Kingdom. With auspicious signs descending and everything renewed, he had no choice but to let Zi Yan down.

Meng Ziyan's veins bulged outside the hall, as if the string that had been in his heart for a long time suddenly broke, becoming the last straw that broke the camel's back.

"But there is no rush for this matter. Let's wait until Zi Yan grows up a little bit before announcing this imperial decree. I will give him the best fiefdom and the best preferential treatment." Although Emperor Nan Meng was reluctant, he could not afford to be emotional in the current state affairs.

He had placed the imperial edict behind the plaque in the court, and it seemed that he had made up his mind.

Meng Ziyan left with a wave of his sleeves, a hint of coldness appearing on the corners of his mouth.

Thanks to his father's "kindness and tenderness", he will definitely make good use of this time and give his father and mother a big gift in return.

Later, the Crown Princess, who was originally engaged to him, was frequently reported to be ill, and the court officials turned against him and joined Meng Ziye's army.

Later, Emperor Nanmeng and the Queen died suddenly, and Meng Ziye disappeared without a trace. No one knew what happened in the deep palace, and no one knew that the imperial edict behind the plaque was burned to ashes after Meng Ziye ascended the throne.