The man she imprisoned was a white-skinned

After the shop issues were resolved, Meng Xuanhe decided to become a retired fish completely.

In fact, there is still some time before Xie Lin attacks Bian Jing, but during this period of time, Meng Xuanhe is prepared to stick to her princess persona and act well under Meng Ziyan's command, so that Meng Ziyan can completely dispel his suspicion of her.

Meng Xuanhe walked to a deserted place, pulled down her veil, and walked towards the princess's mansion humming a little tune.

"Greetings, Her Royal Highness the Princess." Meng Xuanhe walked in and then walked out again.

She looked at the plaque above her head with some suspicion. Yes, it was the Princess's Mansion for sure. She almost thought she had entered a brothel full of young prostitutes.

Standing in the courtyard of the princess's mansion, there were all handsome men.

They are all extremely beautiful, wearing colorful brocade robes, as if they are in a spring garden full of splendor. It turns out that the word "splendor" is not only used to describe women.

Meng Xuanhe walked in with gritted teeth, like a piece of fat meat falling into a pack of hungry wolves.

The young men looked at her lovingly and cast flirtatious glances at her from time to time.

Meng Xuanhe suppressed the goosebumps in her heart. The fragrance of their cosmetics was almost making her faint.

"Your Highness, I have a good medicine that can make you happy all night long. Come to my place tonight and try it?"

A lover in a warm yellow gown was about to pounce on Meng Xuanhe, with a shy smile on his charming face.

Meng Xuanhe subconsciously raised his hand and pushed his face to the other side.

"Your Highness, please favor me. I am good at serving you and will surely make you happy."

Meng Xuanhe had just pushed one person away when another scent of powder surrounded her.

She covered her nose and coughed lightly. She was much more sensitive to smells than ordinary people, so naturally she couldn't stand it.

"Oh." While they were talking, the other lover suddenly sprained his ankle on the ground and fell towards Meng Xuanhe.

A look as if I was about to fall.

Meng Xuanhe stood among a group of male lovers, with no way to escape. Just as the man was about to pounce on her, a pair of strong hands grabbed the back of her collar and lifted her out of the crowd.

It just so happened that the young waiter who fell to the ground and the young waiter who had just spoken rushed towards Meng Xuanhe at the same time.

Meng Xuanhe's departure left them empty-handed, so the two of them hugged each other tightly, staring at each other with wide eyes.

"How about it, Princess? Are you satisfied with the concubines I prepared for you?"

Meng Xuanhe looked back and saw Ying Wugui still looking nonchalant. It turned out that he was the one who led him out of the crowd.

But his nonchalant expression showed that he was not interested in the farce in front of him.

From then on, ever since Ying Wugui brought these lovers back to the mansion, Meng Xuanhe could see such scenes every time he came back from outside.

All the handsome men were dressed in gorgeous clothes and stood in a row in an orderly manner.

They are either pretty or charming. They don't wear their outer clothes properly, always showing their abdominal muscles.

The handsome men in this mansion have nothing else to do all day long but think about how to win favor and gain power.

They have always used beauty to please men, and seeing that Meng Xuanhe has unparalleled beauty and such a noble status, they are naturally willing to do it.

However, Meng Xuanhe never paid any attention to them. She would get goose bumps for no reason when she smelled the scent of makeup on them.

The news that Meng Xuanhe had a mansion's lover had already spread throughout the entire Bianjing city. I wonder if Meng Ziyan had let down his guard against her, or if Meng Xuanhe had been acting too much like her recently.

Although she did not summon her lovers to sleep with her, it did not stop her from taking a few of them out every one or two days.

He and his lovers acted arrogantly in the city of Bianjing, either flirting with girls and boys in the East Alley or smashing the storyteller's sign in the teahouse.

For more than a few months, no unmarried girls or unmarried boys dared to appear on the streets of Bianjing.

Meng Xuanhe's little diary clearly records what ridiculous things he should do today and what he should do tomorrow to cause some trouble.

She seemed to have become the princess she used to be, causing a lot of trouble in the city of Bianjing.

Although she felt very guilty, she had to make a scene in Bianjing City every once in a while for the sake of her own life.

It is said that Meng Ziyan has recently got a male favorite and a beautiful concubine who suit his taste. He is immersed in beauty all day long and has no time to care about Meng Xuanhe's affairs.

The peaceful yet somewhat noisy life passed by in the hurried time, and half a year had passed in the blink of an eye.

Those girls who were teased by her got married after a month or two, and the unmarried boys also started families, as if they were really afraid of being taken into the princess's mansion by Meng Xuanhe.

Ying Wugui was still the same as before, trapped in the princess's mansion all day long.

But Meng Xuan unexpectedly discovered that he was practicing martial arts when he went to his villa several times recently. However, he was not practicing sword like in martial arts dramas, but practicing like meditating on the bed.

"You are actually practicing martial arts." Meng Xuanhe exclaimed in amazement, as if he had seen something extraordinary.

Ying Wugui slowly withdrew from the state of mind, and when Meng Xuanhe saw him, he seemed to have no other expression on his face.

"The princess said she wanted to learn martial arts, so of course I have to practice." Ying Wugui opened his eyes and looked at her. The girl in front of him was always so curious, looking at him with bright eyes.

Whether it's asking him to do something or on daily basis.

She is always so sunny and full of vitality.

"So, do you want to teach me?" Meng Xuanhe looked at Ying Wugui with bright eyes and full of hope.

Ying Wugui said "hmm" and casually threw an ancient sword beside his bed to Meng Xuanhe.

"Since Your Highness the Princess wants to learn martial arts, you should practice sword first."

After saying this, he ignored Meng Xuan and Meng B's looks and let her practice sword on her own.

"Then what do you do?" Meng Xuanhe widened his eyes.

Ying Wugui replied as a matter of course: "Of course I was watching Her Royal Highness the Princess from the side."

He was really lazy to the extreme. Meng Xuanhe thought he would give her some personal guidance, but he just watched her from the side.

"My hand is wrong. It's in a low position."

"Not strong enough, didn't eat?"

Meng Xuanhe finally couldn't stand Ying Wugui's critical comments anymore and threw the scabbard beside him at Ying Wugui.

"I'm a newbie, don't I have any newbie benefits?"

Although Ying Wugui was strict and picky, Meng Xuanhe persisted. After several months of hard training, she finally had some ability to protect herself.

Only when she had learned enough did Ying Wugui tell her that, in fact, he did not know any martial arts or sword skills, and that what he was doing that day was just an ordinary meditation.

"Oh, you mean the instructions these days? That's what I saw in the book."

Ying Wugui said this nonchalantly, but he didn't make Meng Xuanhe so angry that he vomited blood.