The man she imprisoned was a white-skinned

Li Chuan walked to Xie Lin excitedly, cleaned his back carefully, applied ointment, and bandaged it.

Yan Qing carried Meng Xuanhe and the three burly men out, leaving them some space to be alone, and also took off the silver needles from the four of them.

The silver needles were inserted into the wrists of the four people, and when they were removed, a small red dot was left on their wrists.

Yan Qing put away the silver needle and returned to the house, and Li Chuan also applied medicine to Xie Lin.

"Miss Li, here's your silver needle." Yan Qing handed the silver needle to Li Chuan, who thanked him and accepted it.

Miss Li is not only an expert in medicine, but also the goddess of Wuxiang. She has a noble status and will be able to lend a helping hand to Your Highness in the future.

Yan Qing now recognized Li Chuan in her heart. It would be great if she could stand shoulder to shoulder with His Highness.

Only a woman like this is worthy of His Highness. As for that witch, Yan Qing only wants to cut her into pieces.

Li Chuan thanked Yan Qing and took back the silver needle. He turned to Xie Lin and said, "Your Highness, your injuries are very serious. How could that vicious princess be so cruel?"

She said angrily, not forgetting to remind Xie Lin of what that witch had done.

"However, the golden medicine of my Wuxian tribe is very effective. Your Highness does not need to worry about leaving scars. You just need to apply the medicine for seven consecutive days."

Li Chuan's words implicitly expressed what he was thinking.

"Then please trouble Miss Li to come to the princess's mansion within the next seven days." Xie Lin said calmly, with no emotion in his tone.

When Li Chuan was healing himself just now, there was no refreshing fragrance on her body that made him feel at ease, and her hands were also different from the gentle and slender hands he saw in his dreams at midnight.

It seems that Li Chuan is not the girl he is looking for, and that girl should still be in the princess's mansion.

Xie Lin didn't want to leave now because he hadn't found the person he was thinking of. He cared about very few things in his life, and he would never make a decision that he would regret.

Xie Lin had a hunch that if he left like this, he would definitely regret it in the future.

"Your Highness, since Miss Li can cure your poison, we should leave this place quickly. Otherwise, that witch will come to torture Your Highness again."

Yan Qing heard Xie Lin's words and spoke hurriedly.

Xie Lin interrupted him coldly: "Yan Qing, I said I have something important to deal with."

"Your Highness, but..." Yan Qing wanted to say something, but Xie Lin gave him a cold look, which made him shut up immediately.

"It's okay, Yan Qing. I am willing to come to the princess's mansion. The silver needle just now can make a person's limbs sore for three days and reduce internal strength for seven days. It should be fine in just seven days."

Li Chuan saw that the atmosphere between them was a little awkward, so he tried to smooth things over.

"Thank you for your help, Miss Li." Yan Qing looked at her gratefully.

There is a mad and vicious princess in the princess's mansion. Li Chuan is willing to risk his life for His Highness. Yan Qing has even more confidence in Li Chuan.

"Okay, if you have nothing else to do, go back."

It was getting late, and Xie Lin started to chase people away.

Yan Qing said goodbye to Li Chuan and left the Princess's Mansion, leaving Xie Lin alone in the West Pavilion. Just like the previous three months...

Where are you? How can I find you?

Xie Lin put his hands to cover his eyes, but in his heart he was thinking about the girl who pushed open the door, pulled him out of the darkness, and stood in the bright sunshine with a faint smile.

He felt more and more ridiculous. It was laughable that he actually thought that person would be Meng Xuanhe.

He had spent a lot of energy on her these days, secretly observing Meng Xuanhe's every move. Just when he was hesitating and vaguely felt that it was her.

Meng Xuanhe's actions gave him another blow, making him realize how ridiculous his ideas were.

In the west pavilion, Meng Xuanhe and the three big men who were lying there had disappeared. She came to the door of the main hall, opened it and entered the room.

On the bed in the main hall, someone who looked exactly like her was sleeping, with a cold handkerchief covering his forehead.

The sleeping person looks peaceful and calm, as if he or she has had an endless sweet dream.

"Meng Xuanhe" approached the bed quietly with an expressionless face, took out a thin silver needle, and pierced it into the arm of the sleeping person, the position was exactly the same as the red dot on her hand.

After doing all this, she removed the painting spirit technique in the house.

In just a moment, she disappeared in the room like smoke, without a trace.

Meng Xuanhe, who was sleeping peacefully on the bed, murmured and turned over, but was still in a dream and had no idea of ​​the farce that had happened tonight.

When Meng Xuanhe woke up, it was already noon the next day. After she finished washing up, she heard Jiarun coming to see her.

"Come in." Meng Xuanhe was still eating, picking up crystal clear dumplings with chopsticks and stuffing them into his mouth.

Jiarun came in and looked at her puffy cheeks and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Is there anything wrong?" Meng Xuanhe asked vaguely with food in his mouth.

"Jiarun heard that the princess had caught a cold, so he came to visit her." Jiarun bowed to her, and Meng Xuanhe waved her hand to indicate that there was no need to be polite.

"It's just a minor cold, nothing serious."

Meng Xuanhe looked much better after this sleep. Li Qing had already ordered someone to boil the medicine prescribed, but it was to be taken after meals.

"I heard there was some commotion in the West Pavilion last night. Are you okay, Princess?"

Jiarun hesitated for a moment, but still asked the question.

Last night, there seemed to be sounds of fighting coming from the West Pavilion, but it only lasted for a moment, and as it was in a remote place, no one could hear it clearly.

Jiarun knew that the princess liked the one in the West Pavilion, so it was very likely that she was also in the West Pavilion. Jiarun was worried about Meng Xuanhe, so as soon as she woke up, Jiarun came.

"Xige? I don't know, but I feel a tingling sensation in my arm."

Meng Xuanhe shook his head, feeling the pain in his arm. He rolled up his sleeves and saw a tiny red dot that had been pricked by a silver needle.

"What is this?" Jiarun also saw the stabbing marks and his pupils shrank.

"I guess I got pricked somewhere by accident, or maybe it was left there when Doctor Li treated me."

Meng Xuanhe didn't take this matter to heart.

Jiarun was relieved to see that Meng Xuanhe was fine, and the two chatted casually for a while. Although Jiarun was relieved, Meng Xuanhe was still worried.

According to Jiarun, many servants heard the noise in the West Pavilion, so there may have been a fight.

Is Xie Lin okay now? At this critical moment, there shouldn't be any trouble for him.

Meng Xuanhe hurriedly finished his lunch and headed straight for the West Pavilion.

"Xiao Qi." Meng Xuanhe knocked on the door, and the door knocker ding-donged again and again.

After a long time, the person in the inner room opened the door.

The bright sunshine happened to shine through the gaps in the doors and windows, wrapping the girl in golden brilliance.

It is like the vibrant crabapple blossoms facing the morning sun, giving people infinite vitality.

There was anxiety and worry in her lively and elegant eyes. Just as Xie Lin was about to speak, she asked, "Xiao Qi, are you okay?"

Xie Lin was both amused and annoyed. Who whipped him last night and now pretended to be distressed and worried? What was this?

"I'm fine." Xie Lin shook his head decisively. Since Meng Xuanhe wanted to act, he would accompany her to finish the performance.

Meng Xuanhe breathed a sigh of relief visibly, but Xie Lin would never believe her clear and innocent look again.

No matter how kind she pretends to be today, Xie Lin will never forget what she did last night.

"I'm glad you're okay." Meng Xuanhe lowered his eyes and muttered to himself.

I don’t know whether he is worried about Xie Lin’s safety or the progress of the plot.

Xie Lin looked at her meaningfully, and a flash of coldness and viciousness flashed across his eyes.

In the past few days, he had vaguely inquired in the princess's mansion about what Meng Xuanhe had done to him during the time when he was poisoned.

He actually developed feelings for this woman that he shouldn't have. He is the most ridiculous person.

He knew everything Meng Xuanhe had done, whether it was his bold words to torture the two twin brothers, or causing a scene in the Duke of Yan's mansion, or his day and night humiliation of him.

The only thing Xie Lin couldn't understand was that Meng Xuanhe had no idea that he was awake, so why should she pretend to be sober in front of him?