The man she imprisoned was a white-skinned

The folding fan closed instantly, and the tip of the fan poked Meng Xuanhe's cheek.

Meng Xuanhe was choked. He risked being executed to see her, just to enter her princess mansion and become her lover?

Seeing Meng Xuanhe remained silent, Ying Wugui put on an aggrieved look again, lowered his eyes and said dejectedly: "I have always only used my beauty to please others, and now I have made such a big mistake. I can only rely on the princess to save me."

After saying that, Ying Wugui lifted his collar, revealing his skin even more.

Meng Xuanhe quickly closed his eyes and pulled his collar tight.

"Don't, I didn't say I wouldn't agree to it."

Meeting such a shameless person for the first time, Meng Xuanhe hurriedly agreed to him, "But you are now a major criminal who assassinated the emperor. How can I take you out?"

"Princess, don't worry about this. Just agree to it." Ying Wugui waved his folding fan mysteriously, and the "Ying Wugui" on the dry grass began to move.

Just as Meng Xuanhe said before, he was first castrated and then humiliated.

"It's just a doll." Seeing Meng Xuan's confusion, Ying Wugui kindly explained for her.

It turned out that this was Ying Wugui's illusion puppet. No wonder she couldn't feel the puppet's life just now.

A hint of horror flashed in her eyes. Is this Zi Dao's art of painting spirits? He can even create puppets.

"Okay, you can take this doll to report to Meng Ziyan. I'm sure he can cook it."

As soon as Ying Wugui finished speaking, Meng Xuanhe felt a sense of guilt in his heart.

She didn't expect that Ying Wugui knew everything she said to Meng Ziyan. Now that he spoke of it in such a teasing tone, she felt really embarrassed.

Ying Wugui then snapped his fingers and disappeared. The jailers in the purple mist woke up one after another, and they had no memory of what had happened.

"This princess has already completed half of what she said, and the rest is up to my brother."

Ying Wugui didn't give Meng Xuanhe any time to react. Fortunately, Meng Xuanhe reacted quickly and quickly followed the plot, pointing at "Ying Wugui" who died tragically in prison.

The jailers looked at each other, thinking that they had lost their focus.

"It's just that this bitch is too weak. I didn't expect that he would die like this. It's really a bargain for him." Meng Xuanhe spat at the puppet in disgust and said viciously.

It was the chief jailer who reacted first, and seemed extremely satisfied with what Meng Xuanhe had done.

"Your Highness, I will report to the Emperor. It is getting late. Your Highness can go back to the palace and rest."

After saying this, the jailer respectfully welcomed Meng Xuanhe out of the prison.

It was not until Meng Xuanhe got on the carriage back home that she realized what was happening. She originally thought that Meng Ziyan summoned her only because of the poisoning, but she didn't expect that he was testing her in a roundabout way.

It is indeed too dangerous around Meng Ziyan. He doesn't know if he will be the next person to end up in jail.

Opening the door of the princess's mansion, she inexplicably recalled Ying Wugui's words. He said that he wanted to replace Xie Lin and become her lover. Does that mean he is now...

Meng Xuan and Ma ran towards the west pavilion without stopping. As expected, as soon as they opened the door, they saw Ying Wugui lazily leaning on the chaise longue, holding the notebook she had given to Xie Lin before, flipping through it boredly.

It looked as if he had always been the princess's lover.

"You change your identity really quickly." Meng Xuanhe muttered to himself.

"Anyway, I am serving you with my beauty, so I am willing to serve you, Your Highness."

Ying Wugui yawned and looked tired. She didn't look like she was serving Meng Xuanhe at all. It was obvious that she wanted to provide this giant Buddha with delicious food and drink.

"Why do you suddenly want to come to the Princess's Mansion? The Princess's Mansion is not safe."

Meng Xuanhe curled his lips and suddenly thought of Lin Zhao. Lin Zhao had been keeping an eye on him, so Ying Wugui was not afraid that Lin Zhao would report him if he came here at this time.

"I have already got what I wanted, so why should I stay with Meng Ziyan? I think this princess's mansion is very safe. If the princess is worried about Lin Zhao, I can guarantee that he will never come back." Ying Wugui blinked and said innocently.

Meng Xuanhe was very curious about what happened to Lin Zhao. If he was no longer monitoring him in the princess's mansion, then he wouldn't have to be so cautious in his acting anymore. Thinking of this, Meng Xuanhe couldn't help but feel excited.

"How about it, Princess? I helped you again, and you owe me a favor again." Ying Wugui looked at Meng Xuan and Jueyue's expression and said jokingly.

Meng Xuanhe:?

So, she couldn't repay the favor she owed him, right? She didn't want Ying Wugui to help him deal with Lin Zhao.

In fact, Ying Wugui didn't do anything, he just put the blame of poisoning on Lin Zhao.

Although they were just a few insignificant clues, given Meng Ziyan's suspicious character, he would at least skin Lin Zhao alive.

Even a favored celebrity like Ying Wugui ended up with such a miserable end, let alone Lin Zhao, a mere servant.

So Lin Zhao rushed into the palace that day and first found out the clues related to himself.

It turned out that Ying Wugui had already made a comprehensive plan, and even Lin Zhao was included in his calculations, all for the purpose of making the princess's mansion absolutely safe.

But what was his purpose in coming to the princess's mansion?

Meng Xuanhe couldn't figure him out. This guy seemed to do whatever he wanted and on a whim. Since he couldn't figure out what he was thinking, Meng Xuanhe didn't bother to ask him.

But she didn't want Ying Wugui to live in the West Pavilion.

"I'll give you a better yard and you don't have to live here anymore." Meng Xuanhe felt inexplicably repulsed.

"Eh? Why? I feel like this is the quietest place in the princess's mansion."

Ying Wugui tilted his head, as if he couldn't hear the hidden meaning of Meng Xuanhe's words, and thought seriously.

"In short, no." This was the first time Meng Xuanhe rejected Ying Wugui so firmly.

Is it because of Xie Lin?

Being rejected so firmly by Meng Xuanhe, Ying Wugui curled his lips lightly and stopped making things difficult for her.

"Well, I'll follow the princess's arrangements. After all, I'm just her lover."

Ying Wugui moved closer to Meng Xuanhe, and Meng Xuanhe's shadow was reflected in his charming eyes.

Without Lin Zhao in the princess's mansion, it was like losing Meng Ziyan's biggest pair of eyes.

Meng Xuanhe experienced the feeling of freedom in the mansion for the first time. He ordered his servants to clean up the courtyard of the South Pavilion and let Ying Wugui live in it.

It has to be said that Ying Wugui had made all the calculations. In the entire city of Bianjing, the most dangerous place was also the safest place.

Who would believe that the assassin who poisoned the emperor would hide in the princess's mansion?

Meng Xuanhe felt complicated. She didn't expect that Ying Wugui would enter the princess's mansion right after Xie Lin left.

From the beginning of the white painting spirit art, it was as if the thread of fate had tightly entangled her in this era. Unable to break free, she could only watch as this chaotic vortex rolled her deeper and deeper.

This series of events made Meng Xuan exhausted physically and mentally. She dreamed of Xie Lin in her dream, the real Xie Lin, not the familiar Xiao Qi.

After Xie Lin had cured himself of the poison in the Wuxiang tribe, he naturally had to return to Beiliang, but he still had some injuries on his body, which he had fully recovered from with Li Chuan's careful care.

With the approval of the three elders Wuxian, Li Chuan also followed Xie Lin on the journey back to Beiliang.

The scene in the dream changed, and I arrived in the vast, majestic Beiliang.

Different from the tenderness of the Jiangnan region of Nan Meng, Bei Liang is more rough and unrestrained, which can be seen from the vast and magnificent architecture of Bei Liang.

Xie Lin has returned to the Beiliang Palace. It seems that some kind of banquet is being held in the palace, and the atmosphere of peace and tranquility is everywhere.

Meng Xuanhe felt like he was floating above the imperial palace, silently watching everything that was happening in Beiliang.

It was not until she accidentally caught a glimpse of a man wearing the official uniform of Nan Meng that Meng Xuanhe suddenly realized.

Although Nan Meng and Bei Liang were secretly unwilling to submit to each other, they did a great job of putting on these superficial efforts in public.

It has been more than three months since Yan Qing visited Nan Meng. Now, after the beginning of summer, it is time for Nan Meng to visit and enjoy the cool weather.