The man she imprisoned was a white-skinned

"So, whatever he wants to do, whatever he wants to do, I will destroy one by one. Didn't Meng Ziye want to govern diligently and create a peaceful and prosperous era? But I just made the people suffer and the court was in chaos."

"Unify the two countries? Ha, even if I send Nan Meng directly to Xie Lin, what can a person who has already died do?"

Meng Ziyan's expression gradually became crazy and his psychology became more and more distorted.

Meng Xuanhe took a breath, he didn't expect that the reason why Meng Ziyan did this was all because of Meng Ziye.

It's really crazy. People in this era are all crazy.

"So, you can't blame me. If you want to blame someone, blame Meng Ziye."

Meng Ziyan's obsession with the past was so deep that, as the king of a country, he was willing to hand over the Kingdom of Nanmeng to others because of past grievances.

"I understand, I understand everything."

Meng Ziyan has gone crazy because of his obsession, and Meng Xuanhe now dares not say anything except petting him.

"Royal sister, please go back and enjoy this last peaceful time."

Meng Ziyan calmed down after hearing what Meng Xuanhe said. He waved his hand and asked Meng Xuanhe to return to the princess's residence.

Meng Xuanhe had no other feelings towards Meng Ziyan and simply treated him as her boss and did her job impartially.

She really couldn't empathize with Meng Ziyan, nor could she understand why he did such crazy things out of jealousy.

After receiving the order to be released, Meng Xuanhe paid his final respects to Meng Ziyan.

If nothing unexpected happens, this will be the last time they see each other in this life.

Watching Meng Xuanhe's figure walking farther and farther away, Meng Ziyan stood there silently, as if he was still trapped in his memories.

Meng Xuanhe returned to the princess's mansion and immediately shouted to everyone in the mansion to start work quickly.

When Ying Wugui asked her yesterday how she was going to deal with Xie Lin, Meng Xuanhe said without even thinking, "Of course, we'll dig a tunnel and escape!"

So, a pit appeared in Meng Xuanhe's princess mansion.

This pit was dug in Xie Lin's former room. First, because it was hidden enough, and second, if Xie Lin really came to the princess's mansion to look for someone, he would not come to the place where he had suffered humiliation.

Because digging a tunnel was such a shameful thing, everyone in the princess's mansion tacitly kept this secret.

What's more, Nanmeng and Beiliang are about to go to war. Compared with wealth and glory, they care more about their own lives.

The wardrobe in the room concealed the pit well, and according to the route map that had been drawn, the tunnel would connect directly to the suburbs.

"Yes, Your Highness the Princess has some good ideas." Ying Wugui suddenly appeared behind him and said as he looked at the large project that was under construction.

Meng Xuanhe patted his head and told him not to dampen the enthusiasm of the people in the princess's mansion.

"I know the chances of escape are slim, but do you have a better idea?"

Meng Xuanhe has never been a person who sits and waits for death, whether it was before against Xie Lin or now she is trying to escape. She will do her best to do what she can, even if there is only a glimmer of hope, she will definitely try.

Ying Wugui seems unreliable, so Meng Xuanhe still plans to rely on himself.

"Your Highness Princess can go to the Buddhist temple to pray, maybe some good luck will come to you." Ying Wugui joked leisurely.

Meng Xuanhe rolled his eyes at him, signaled him to continue working, and stepped aside.

"Are you really not worried? After all, you are also from the princess's mansion." Meng Xuanhe didn't believe that Ying Wugui really had no plans, so he grabbed his robe and asked.

Ying Wugui raised his eyebrows slightly and nodded.

“Just go with the flow and let it be.”

Meng Xuanhe didn’t know whether Ying Wugui managed to escape in the later part of the story, but she knew that if she really let things take their course, she would surely die.

"So your previous puppet..."

Meng Xuanhe was hesitant to speak, not knowing whether Ying Wugui's mysterious magic could be used again.

Ying Wugui shook his head, unlike usual, "It's OK if I'm dealing with people who are not very skilled in martial arts, but I can't deal with Xie Lin."

Meng Xuanhe's face turned pale. She felt that if she was caught by Xie Lin, she would be living a life worse than death.

Therefore, she must not fall into Xie Lin's hands.

Seeing that Meng Xuanhe was about to engage in the business of digging tunnels again, Ying Wugui grabbed her wrist, put his lips softly against her ear, and asked with some bewitching meaning.

"Actually, Princess, you want to see him too, right?"

As soon as Ying Wugui's words came out, Meng Xuanhe seemed to have been stabbed in the back of her mind. She stammered in response, "It's too late for me to hide from him."

Faced with such a creepy question, Meng Xuanhe's eyes were vague and his hands and feet were unnatural.

"I'm very curious. The princess obviously likes him, so why did she do those things to him?"

Ying Wugui had been in the palace before and had heard a lot about the princess's mansion.

Everyone knew that the beautiful concubine in the West Pavilion was very popular. Others did not care about Meng Xuanhe's behavior, as he was just a concubine.

But how could Ying Wugui know her true repressed emotions?

Meng Xuanhe pushed Ying Wugui away as if he was pushing away some wild beast.

"Princess, do you really want to use this grudge to push him away, step by step, towards that woman? Is it really worth it to watch them stand side by side and rule the world together in the future? You clearly don't want to keep a lover, and you are not as licentious and immoral as the people say."

"So Meng Xuanhe, what exactly are you pursuing?"

Ying Wugui pressed on step by step, forcing Meng Xuanhe into a corner. Meng Xuanhe had no way to avoid it, and looked directly into Ying Wugui's eyes that could see through everything.

Meng Xuanhe pursed his lips: "You think too much."

She finally said with a forced smile that she could never tell Ying Wugui about her time travel.

"Perhaps, what the princess is pursuing is what I have always wanted to do. So why don't you believe me, princess? Maybe I am on your side?"

Ying Wugui's expression was somewhat hurt, and he seemed to be extremely saddened by Meng Xuanhe's distrust.

Meng Xuanhe knew that he had acting skills worthy of an Oscar, so he was indifferent to his miserable plight.

"It's so sad."

Seeing that Meng Xuanhe didn't pay any attention to his pitiful behavior, Ying Wugui put away his nonsensical expression.

She now had no idea of ​​Ying Wugui's intention in coming to her side, and she had no way of trusting Ying Wugui as much as she trusted Xiao Qi.

"Don't worry, it'll be fine."

Ying Wugui sighed softly and looked into the distance, as if to comfort Meng Xuanhe, saying that he would keep her safe even without trying so hard.

Meng Xuanhe looked back at him in surprise and responded half-jokingly: "You don't seem to be worried about the coming storm."

Ying Wugui shook his head sincerely. He did not have peerless martial arts skills, nor did he have a noble status with high power.

If he continued to stay in the princess's mansion, he would be sucked into this turbulent vortex. But he had an inexplicable feeling that neither he nor the princess would die in this chaotic world.

Meng Xuanhe had no idea about the strange thoughts in Ying Wugui's mind. Meng Ziyan summoned her into the palace today to announce to her that he would not have any resistance to Beiliang's attack.

What Meng Ziyan meant was that he was giving Meng Xuan a choice. She could just run away now and avoid the war.

But Meng Xuanhe knew in her heart that as a vicious female supporting role, she was the one who brought endless pain to Xie Lin. She would keep searching for her whereabouts until Xie Lin killed her with his own hands.

Rather than spending the rest of her life in fear, it would be better to give it a try and survive in the face of death. Only by letting Xie Lin see her death with his own eyes could she completely escape from the center of this vortex.