The man she imprisoned was a white-skinned

Especially last night, her cute and innocent look after she got drunk made Xie Lin's heart tremble, and he suddenly felt an urge to hold her in his arms.

However, this impulse was eventually suppressed by reason.

But today he couldn't help it. After learning that she was sick, he couldn't help but want to come and see her.

But I didn't expect that when I met Meng Xuanhe again, she looked at me with such an expression.

Meng Xuanhe's expression reminded him of that night again.

It was his first night in the princess's mansion, and also the night he was bewitched and blinded by the poison.

At that time, the eldest princess' innocent yet vicious words lingered in his ears. She treated him as a pet, trampled on him, and humiliated him many times.

Veins bulged on the back of Xie Lin's hands, but he was still in Nanmeng, so it was not appropriate for him to fight with Meng Xuanhe.

Although killing Meng Xuanhe is as easy as crushing an ant now, it will be very difficult for him to escape from Nanmeng.

Thinking of this, Xie Lin turned around and was about to leave, but Meng Xuanhe behind him grabbed his hand.

"You are this princess's pet. How can you leave without your master's permission?"

Meng Xuanhe smiled gently, but the words from her mouth humiliated Xie Lin thoroughly.

"Yes, Your Highness." Xie Lin understood that he would play the role of "Xiao Qi" again.

He turned around obediently and looked at her with an innocent and aggrieved expression.

Meng Xuanhe smiled playfully, pulled him over and walked towards the west pavilion.

The furnishings in the West Pavilion are no longer the same as before. The candles placed in the room can make it brightly lit at night.

All this was arranged by Meng Xuanhe, but now she was angrily venting her anger on Xie Lin.

"Who gave you permission to light candles in the house?"

Meng Xuanhe suddenly became furious and pushed Xie Lin in front of him to the ground.

Xie Lin suppressed his anger towards Meng Xuanhe, lowered his eyes and replied: "Sorry, Princess, it's all Xiao Qi's fault."

"A pet should act like a pet. Don't think that you can become arrogant just because I dote on you." Meng Xuanhe snorted coldly and walked towards the candles to extinguish all the flames.

Xie Lin sneered in his heart as he listened to her absurd and domineering words.

"Come here, Xiaoqi."

In the dark night, the only way to find someone was by relying on the moonlight outside the window. After Meng Xuan extinguished the candle, he sat down on the bed and waved his hand to call Xie Lin over.

"Remember to crawl."

As soon as Xie Lin took a step, Meng Xuan and Qingpiaopiao's words came again.

Xie Lin's body stiffened instantly. After a while, he ignored Meng Xuanhe's words.

He didn't care how Meng Xuanhe tortured him, but he would never do such a self-deprecating thing even if he died.

"Didn't you hear what the princess said?"

Meng Xuanhe found that Xie Lin did not obey his "orders" and became even angrier. He pulled out a whip from his waist and swung it straight at Xie Lin's chest.

Xie Lin clearly felt that this whip carried a strong internal force. If it weren't for his high martial arts skills and his body being much stronger than others, this whip would probably have injured his lungs.

Xie Lin's heart sank. Didn't Meng Xuan have no internal strength that day? Why was her martial arts not weak today?

Who on earth is she? Even she herself can't tell the truth.

Thousands of thoughts flashed through Xie Lin's mind. If he wanted to figure out everything, he couldn't expose himself now.

Thinking of this, his body fell forward "uncontrollably", as if he could not withstand the whip from Meng Xuan just now.

"This is the consequence of not listening."

Meng Xuanhe smiled coldly and swung the whip in his hand repeatedly.

The whistling whip tip, with its strong wind and waves, slammed into Xie Lin's back, leaving shocking blood marks.

Meng Xuanhe's moves were all lethal, and even Xie Lin could sense her killing intent. In order not to reveal his identity, Xie Lin did not fight back, nor did he use his internal force to resist.

Since Meng Xuanhe is also a person with strong internal strength, if he uses his internal strength to resist at this time, he might arouse her suspicion.

The piercing pain was like the scar being burned by fire, and the pain instantly spread throughout the body. Xie Lin gritted his teeth and layers of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

Meng Xuanhe stopped only when he saw that he could no longer hold on.

She walked leisurely to Xie Lin's side and raised her hand to lift Xie Lin's chin.

"Still so good."

Meng Xuanhe sneered and immediately withdrew the hand that was lifting his chin.

"The princess said that whipping Xiaoqi is a sign of her love for Xiaoqi. Xiaoqi understands this and can bear it."

Xie Lin vaguely remembered the torture Meng Xuan had inflicted on him before. She had said these words at the time and asked him to remember them firmly.

"Be good, it would have been better if you did this earlier." Meng Xuanhe looked at him tenderly.

"Xiao Qi is so obedient, so of course he will be rewarded." Xie Lin was in so much pain that he didn't want to speak anymore, so Meng Xuanhe continued to talk on his own.

As soon as she finished speaking, she clapped her hands.

The door of the West Pavilion was suddenly opened from the outside, and three burly men were standing outside the house.

"You must serve my little pet well tonight."

Meng Xuanhe smiled coldly, looking forward to the scene that was about to happen with great interest.

Xie Lin looked up at Meng Xuanhe in disbelief. He shouldn't have been blinded by Meng Xuanhe's performance that day.

Xie Lin hated Meng Xuanhe so much at this moment. He absolutely could not bear such humiliation.

Just as Xie Lin was about to make a move, four silver needles reflecting the cold moonlight shot straight towards the four people.

Meng Xuanhe and the three burly men were all hit by the silver needles, which contained anesthetic, and the four of them fell asleep instantly.

"Your Highness, are you okay?" Yan Qing hurriedly flew down from the roof of the princess's mansion, with a woman standing next to him.

The woman has a slender figure and a graceful body, and she is gentle and charming.

The male and female protagonists in this world, Xie Lin and Li Chuan, finally met each other.

Yan Qing had been busy these days, even though Xie Lin had regained consciousness. But just in case, he listened to Meng Xuanhe's words and summoned the Wuxian Goddess Lichuan.

However, they didn't expect that as soon as they arrived at the princess's mansion, they found Meng Xuan and this witch torturing the prince again.

Yan Qing directly drew the sword from his waist and pointed the tip of the sword directly at Meng Xuanhe's heart.

"Yan Qing, stop. We can't kill her now. If we kill her, we will be in danger when we leave Nanmeng."

Xie Lin coughed slightly, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

"How are you, Your Highness?"

Li Chuan stood in front of Yan Qing and clearly saw the blood at the corner of Xie Lin's mouth. He hurried forward to support him and asked softly.

Xie Lin frowned and shook off Li Chuan's hand. He remembered that he didn't know her and he didn't like having any contact with women.

Li Chuan was suddenly thrown away by Xie Lin. She took a few steps back before she could stand firm.

"Your Highness, this is Li Chuan, the goddess of Wuxian. She helped you when you were poisoned. The poison has not been completely removed from you yet, and Miss Li has come here specially to help you."

Yan Qing saw Xie Lin's cold attitude towards Li Chuan and started to explain.

Upon hearing this, Xie Lin looked at Li Chuan deeply but said nothing.

Li Chuan helped him when he was poisoned. Could he be the person he has been looking for?

The one with the soothing fragrance like the subtle fragrance of bamboo, who healed him and gently caressed his scars.

"Your Highness, let me apply some medicine for you." Li Chuan was not annoyed when she saw Xie Lin push her away so quickly. Instead, she spoke more gently.

There were bloodstains on Xie Lin's back, and Li Chuan had no time to care about his attitude towards him.

"Yeah." Xie Lin nodded, struggled for a while, and agreed to Li Chuan.

Li Chuan was delighted. Although she and Xie Lin had only met a few times, she couldn't resist falling in love with Xie Lin at first sight. From the first time she saw Xie Lin, she lost her heart.

It turned out to be a problem with the golden and silver butterfly Gu. Xie Lin didn’t hate himself.

On the contrary, without the effect of the golden and silver butterfly Gu, Xie Lin would only hate Meng Xuanhe.

Li Chuan cast a mocking and disdainful look at Meng Xuanhe who was lying unconscious on the ground.

Humph, without the Third Prince protecting you, you are nothing.