The man she imprisoned was a white-skinned

The feeling of hovering on the edge of death was really uncomfortable. Li Chuan spoke after a long while: "What's wrong, Your Majesty? This witch did such an excessive thing to you. Even if Li Chuan wants to take her life, it is for you."

Li Chuan shot a questioning look at Xie Lin, causing Xie Lin to feel a complicated feeling in his heart.

He didn't know why. He should be the one who hated Meng Xuanhe the most, wasn't he?

And why did he rush to the princess's mansion and the Bian River without hesitation the moment he heard the news of her death?

When he saw what Li Chuan did, he even lost control and almost took Li Chuan's life.

Every moment of the girl lingered in Xie Lin's mind, the girl who had whipped him mercilessly that night;

That day in Bianjing City, she risked her life to save a brothel girl;

And when we were about to leave, she looked at me sadly in the moonlight.

Xie Lin was speechless in the face of Li Chuan's questioning. After a moment of silence, he finally turned around and left, leaving Li Chuan alone by the Bian River.

Xie Lin returned to the princess's mansion again. The house was deserted. The celebrities who used to fill the house had fled everywhere, but the girl who led him out of the room seemed to be smiling there all the time.

He walked to the door of the West Pavilion unconsciously, and seemed to see a moment of the past on the grass.

The first time he walked out of the room, the girl put her soft and smooth hands on his eyes and took off the white cloth from his eyes with her own hands.

He had been blind for a long time, but when he opened his eyes that time, he clearly saw the girl's smiling eyes.

She stood in the sun, plucking her heartstrings silently.

Such a scene suddenly flashed into Xie Lin's mind, and Xie Lin felt that his lost memory must be related to Meng Xuanhe.

But the girl who once smiled sweetly is no longer in this world, and Xie Lin can no longer know the past of that period of time.

A fine and dense stabbing pain surged into Xie Lin's heart, and his heart was beating violently in his chest.

"She is a chivalrous woman holding a sword in her hands, and she is a chivalrous woman saving the innocent. What kind of princess is she? She is better off being with the bright moon. She will never let you down. Wherever the world is, it is in your heart."

Xie Lin remembered what Meng Xuanhe had said to him. That was exactly what Meng Xuanhe had said casually when he was telling him a story.

Xie Lin only recalled these two scenes, but now he became more and more unconvinced. Would she, who could say such words, be willing to commit suicide like this?

Even though he saw Meng Xuan turned to ashes with his own eyes, Xie Lin still held a glimmer of hope in his heart.

At the same time, Meng Xuanhe and Ying Wugui had already boarded the ship to Yangzhou. The journey was so smooth that Meng Xuanhe couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Thank you."

Meng Xuan and Xiang Ying Wugui looked at each other with gratitude. No matter why Ying Wugui approached her, at least he helped her a lot.

Whether it was saving Yan Liu, Jing Yan, Cheng'an, or escaping with him at the risk of his life today, Meng Xuanhe's thanks came from the heart.

"Promise yourself?"

Ying Wugui leaned over and pulled Meng Xuanhe's black hair, and his enchanting face came close to Meng Xuanhe's eyes.

The two were so close that Meng Xuanhe could even feel Ying Wugui's warm breath.

"Then I take back what I said." Meng Xuanhe turned his head to the other side.

Suddenly I feel that I am not that grateful to Ying Wugui.

Beiliang had just captured the city of Bianjing, which was heavily guarded at the time, so Meng Xuanhe chose to take the water route.

But just one glance at the embankment made Meng Xuanhe terrified.

Xie Lin arrived at the city gate at some point and was talking to the guard at the gate.

Isn't Xie Lin in the palace? Why is he here?

Meng Xuanhe was puzzled, but she didn't expect that Xie Lin would chase her directly to the city gate because of a glimmer of hope in her heart.

He felt that if Meng Xuanhe was not dead, she would definitely try her best to leave Bianjing City.

The familiar face was not far from them, and Meng Xuanhe felt a pang of pain in his heart. But he quickly retracted his gaze to avoid looking at Xie Lin.

Even though she was wrapped up tightly, she still felt a kind of pressure that she couldn't hide from in front of Xie Lin.

Meng Xuanhe pinched Ying Wugui's sleeve, so nervous that he dared not breathe, and turned his head stiffly.

Ying Wugui felt Meng Xuanhe's tense expression. He didn't even need to look back, he already knew who was coming.

Ying Wugui pursed his lips and smiled playfully, as if he didn't take the matter to heart.

Their ships were concealed by Ying Wugui, and unless they were people with extremely strong internal strength, it would be impossible for these small soldiers to detect them.

But now that Xie Lin is here, everything is different.

Xie Lin almost without hesitation cast his gaze towards the river, straight into Meng Xuanhe's eyes.

The moment Meng Xuanhe turned around, Xie Lin clearly saw those clear and familiar eyes.

"Clouds and smoke transform everything."

The next moment, Xie Lin's eyes were filled with white smoke, and the halo was so bright that he covered his eyes with his arms for a moment.

Although it was only a moment, when he opened his eyes, the small boat in front of him had disappeared on the lake.

In the blink of an eye, all life around him disappeared. Xie Lin was dazed, as if it was just an illusion.

But it was this moment of absent-mindedness that made Xie Lin suddenly wake up.

What on earth was he doing? He was the one who had tortured him, but now he had abandoned the Nanmeng River and Mountain that was within his reach.

He knew that she had been reduced to ashes, but he still chased her out of the city without hesitation. He probably felt unwilling because he didn't kill Meng Xuanhe himself.

Xie Lin no longer paid attention to the feeling just now, shook his sleeves and walked towards the city.

Compared to the country and the throne, everything else seems so unimportant.

Meng Xuanhe was floating underwater, adjusting her breathing and holding her breath. After Xie Lin walked away, she surfaced and swam towards the boat as hard as she could.

Ying Wugui had just come out of the water, and the two of them were soaked when they climbed onto the boat.

He still tightly grasped the Spirit Drawing Technique in his hand. If he had not reacted quickly at that moment, he would have been caught by Xie Lin.

Meng Xuanhe was breathing heavily. Fortunately, there were a lot of clouds and fog on the river, which just covered their whereabouts. The boat floated on the river, gradually drifting farther and farther away from the direction of Bianjing.

Only when the city of Bianjing was completely out of sight did Meng Xuanhe heave a sigh of relief and turn his gaze to Ying Wugui.

Although the situation was urgent, Ying Wugui's face did not show the same nervousness as Meng Xuanhe's.

Meng Xuanhe collapsed on the boat. She was hungry after all the hardships along the way. She didn't feel embarrassed when she heard an inappropriate rumbling sound from her stomach.

She sat up, crushed the hairy corn leaf she was playing with slightly, put her index finger and middle finger together, and ejected the hairy corn leaf between her fingers, which shot straight into the grass carp like a silver needle.

Blood oozed out of the place where the grass carp was stabbed, and it then turned sideways calmly on the lake surface.

Ying Wugui had never expected that she had this trick, and turned his eyes to her in surprise. Meng Xuan and Xiang Ying Wugui blinked, and Ying Wugui felt a bad feeling rising in his heart.

But in a moment, wisps of green smoke rose from the boat, accompanied by the aroma of grilled fish, all the way from Bian Jing to Yangzhou.