The man she imprisoned was a white-skinned

"It's almost time." Meng Xuanhe knew someone was coming as soon as she heard the noise. She was so busy drinking the medicine that she didn't even look up at Yan Liujing.

"Are you sick?" Yan Liujing frowned when she heard her hoarse voice and hurried to her bedside. Meng Xuanhe had a fever and looked at Yan Liujing with a dazed look.

"The princess was caught in the rain last night." Jia Lang also came with Yan Liujing. They made quite a commotion last night, so naturally everyone in the mansion knew about it.

"You go down first, I will take care of the princess." Yan Liujing felt that Jialang was a little redundant here, so he quickly drove him away.

Jialang curled his lips, but the princess really needed to rest now, and he didn't want to disturb her any more, so Jialang and Nanny Wen left, leaving the room to the two girls.

"I heard that you locked up the West Pavilion again?" Yan Liujing asked with some confusion. She had heard about it when she came to the mansion today.

"Yeah." Meng Xuanhe said softly, confirming Yan Liujing's words. But she didn't look very well, and it was unclear whether it was because of her illness or because of this incident.

"I say, don't you dote on him very much?" Yan Liujing saw that a corner of her quilt was lifted, and reached out to pull it up for her.

"But this princess is the kind of person who gets bored easily. I'll just throw it away when I get tired of it." Meng Xuanhe smiled and didn't want to give any other explanation for this.

Yan Liujing looked at her in surprise. Those were clearly extremely vicious words, but there was no trace of pride on her face. Instead, she looked mostly lonely.

"Do you have any unspeakable secrets?" Yan Liujing looked at her with a strange expression, "Could he be your long-lost brother?"

Lovers eventually become siblings. It seems Yan Liujing has read a lot of storybooks.

Meng Xuanhe couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Of course not, don't you know who my brother is?"

"Liu Jing, if you meet someone you like but you are not from the same world, what will you do?" Being amused by Yan Liu Jing, Meng Xuanhe felt much better. At least he would no longer shut himself off and talk to her about his concerns.

"If it were me, I would definitely give it a try. It's not easy to meet someone you like in such a huge crowd of people, let alone someone of my status. If I can't find someone I like, I will follow my parents' wishes and the matchmaker's words in the future." Yan Liujing said cheerfully.

In fact, she had never thought about this. Her greatest wish was that the Duke of Yan's mansion was safe, her parents were safe, and Cheng'an was healthy. If one day, she had the opportunity, she would leave Bianjing, leave Nanmeng, and travel the world with a sword.

Meng Xuanhe smiled at her. This kind of freedom and recklessness was not likely to appear in her. The world she was talking about was different, not what Yan Liujing thought at all.

"Don't be sad, I'm here to bring you good news." Yan Liujing pinched her face and then took out the account book of Zuixianju from behind.

A month passed, and the prosperous business also added a lot of color to the account book. Today, she came back with Jialang just to hand over the account book to Meng Xuanhe, but she didn't expect that she happened to be sick.

When Meng Xuanhe heard the word silver, his eyes lit up for a moment, but returned to their dull look the next second.

"Put it on the table. I believe you and Mrs. Song won't even look at it." Meng Xuanhe coughed slightly, and the hoarseness in her throat hurt her.

"You're not interested in money anymore?" Yan Liujing was obviously a little surprised. Meng Xuan was a little money-grubber like her. She was happy for several days when she saw the account book for this month.

"Money is something outside of our body." Meng Xuan's pretentious attitude was met with a roll of the eyes from Yan Liujing.

"Then I can move any treasure from your princess's mansion." Yan Liujing was ready to go. She just happened to fall in love with the emerald Buddha statue in the princess's mansion.

"You dare." Meng Xuanhe stood up quickly and glared at her.

Yan Liujing saw the princess, who was full of energy again, and reluctantly pushed her back, "So this is how you cure illness?"

Meng Xuanhe hadn't finished her medicine yet. It was still steaming in her hands, and the bitter taste had already filled the entire room.

"Princess, drink the medicine quickly." Yan Liujing also smelled the bitter taste of the medicine. He snatched the bowl and planned to force Meng Xuanhe to drink it.

Meng Xuanhe had been drinking slowly and not finishing the drink in one gulp because he was afraid of the bitterness. But after Yan Liujing poured the drink into his mouth, the bitter taste immediately filled his lips and teeth.

"Doctor Li's medicine is still the same as always." Just as bitter as always.

Meng Xuanhe suddenly remembered that Li Qing had been taking care of Xiaoqi's illness. Did Xiaoqi also drink such bitter medicine? Unconsciously thinking of someone again, Meng Xuanhe stared at the medicine bowl in a daze.

The clear white porcelain reflected her flushed face, but she could see the man's voice and smile in the medicine cup.

The bitter taste of the medicine made Meng Xuanhe feel like vomiting. Yan Liujing noticed her movements and covered her mouth with his hand.

"Here, have some candied fruit." Yan Liujing took out a candied fruit from somewhere and put it in Meng Xuanhe's hand.

Meng Xuanhe was speechless because of the bitterness, so he took the candied fruit and stuffed it into his mouth. The bitterness in his mouth was finally suppressed, and Meng Xuanhe looked at Yan Liujing gratefully.

"My mother has been asking me indirectly recently who Madam Wei is." Yan Liujing has been very distressed recently. Madam Song seems to be very interested in the manager behind Zuixianju.

"Just say it's the eldest princess." Meng Xuanhe leaned on the bed and said with a smile.

"Actually, I really said that, but she said she wouldn't believe it even if I beat her to death." Yan Liujing said seriously.

"No way, you actually sold me out?" Meng Xuanhe pinched her waist.

Yan Liujing was caught off guard by the attack and forgot that Meng Xuanhe was sick. He picked up the pillow on the bed and threw it at him.

Originally, the main hall of the princess's mansion was furnished with jade pillows, but as a modern person, Meng Xuanhe was naturally not used to sleeping on hard pillows, so later they were all replaced with soft pillows.

The pillow was filled with cotton, so even if Meng Xuanhe was hit head-on, it didn't hurt much.

"My head hurts so much." Meng Xuanhe suddenly hugged his head and squatted down in pain.

Yan Liujing thought she had not used enough force and felt a little regretful. Meng Xuanhe was still running a fever, why did she use such heavy force?

But when she leaned over to check on Meng Xuanhe's condition, she realized that she had been fooled. The corners of the girl's lips curled up slightly in satisfaction, and it seemed that the illness had improved a little after the incident.

"Forget it, I won't care about you anymore." Yan Liujing sat back at the table angrily, picked up the tea on the table and drank it all.

Although he was speaking in anger, he couldn't help but help Meng Xuanhe when he saw her staggering. After helping Meng Xuanhe to the table, Yan Liujing poured her a cup of tea and handed it to her.

The teacup is warm and hot, just like the medicine you just drank. Although it is bitter, it can warm people's hearts on a cold rainy day.

"Thank you." Meng Xuanhe stuck out her tongue at her. It seemed that Yan Liujing's arrival made her condition better, and the upset mood caused by Xie Lin that night was also swept away.

"Has Young Master Yan been locked up again?" Meng Xuanhe had not forgotten the day when Yan Cheng'an was injured.

"Yeah, he was fighting and making trouble. Mother shouldn't have let him go." Yan Liujing gritted his teeth whenever he mentioned his disappointing younger brother.

"That's perfect. Do you want to stay at my princess mansion today?" Meng Xuanhe said with relief as she no longer had to worry about Yan Cheng'an.

Yan Liujing's eyes lit up when he heard this, and then he replied proudly: "Are you inviting me?"

"I just want to talk to you about opening a shop. Although the business in Bianjing is big, the volume is too small to make much money. If you don't want to open a shop in partnership, then I will plan it myself." Meng Xuanhe shrugged and said casually.

Then he gave Yan Liujing a dashing back and walked towards the bed.

Three, two, one, Meng Xuanhe counted silently in his heart.

"Wait, just stay overnight." Yan Liujing grabbed Meng Xuanhe's wrist, with an anxious look in his eyes.