The man she imprisoned was a white-skinned

When the morning sun came in through the window, Meng Xuanhe felt a little tired, but when she thought about her motivation for practicing, she was able to persevere.

It was noon, and Meng Xuanhe was already sleepy. Just as she was struggling with sleepiness, a sudden voice rang out.

"What, Princess, are you going to kill me with this pile of waste paper?"

As soon as Xie Lin opened the door, he saw this funny scene in front of him.

The sun shines on the girl, and the warm golden light makes her whole body appear to be in the mist. She is wearing a white robe, which is simple and elegant.

The girl sat cross-legged on the bed, dozing off and on.

It was originally a quiet and beautiful famous painting, but there was a pile of paper next to it, which made people feel weird.

However, Xie Lin called these strange pieces of paper waste paper. After all, in his eyes, these things had no harm to him at all.

He casually turned the spirit painting technique she had practiced all night into ashes. Meng Xuanhe came back to her senses in a daze and looked at the person outside the door.

Because he was sleepy and not very clear-headed, he dared to confront Xie Lin directly.

Meng Xuanhe seemed very angry: "Why did you burn them?!"

Xie Lin sneered: "It's just a pile of junk, why keep it?"

Meng Xuanhe stopped talking and lay down angrily pretending to be dead.

She didn't know why Xie Lin came, but he must have come to take revenge on her. She should get some sleep first, after all, she would have to compete with him in wits and courage again.

"Get up." Xie Lin would not allow her to sleep. He walked directly to the bed and lifted Meng Xuanhe up with his inner strength.

Suddenly floating in the air, Meng Xuanhe opened his eyes suddenly, but the next moment he fell heavily onto the bed as if returning to the center of gravity of the earth.

The bed was soft, but the fright was real.

Meng Xuanhe didn't know where she got the courage from, she closed her eyes and fell asleep again. She was really sleepy and couldn't stand the moment she touched the bed.

Xie Lin didn't seem to expect Meng Xuanhe's reaction, but when he saw Meng Xuanhe fell into a deep sleep again, he used the same trick again.

But this time he did not give Meng Xuanhe a chance to breathe. He directly used his internal force up and down, forcing the girl on the bed to wake up completely.

"Stop, stop, stop. I'm awake."

Seeing Meng Xuanhe begging for mercy, Xie Lin stopped circulating the internal energy in his hands.

"Get out of bed and have your meal." Xie Lin said lightly and walked towards the main hall of the palace.

Meng Xuanhe couldn't guess what Xie Lin was thinking, so he put on his shoes and limped after him.

After meditating for a whole night, my legs are numb.

Xie Lin noticed Meng Xuanhe's legs. He didn't make any obvious movements, but his fingertips flicked lightly, and a warm internal force shot to Meng Xuanhe's legs, instantly relieving the numbness.

Meng Xuanhe followed Xie Lin into the main hall, where the palace servants had already prepared the food.

It was different from what she had imagined. She had thought that having a meal with Xie Lin would be a feast of delicious food, but she didn't expect it to be just a few bowls of vegetable porridge and white flour buns, without even a drop of oil?

Meng Xuanhe felt like crying but had no tears. She had completely forgotten her identity as a captive. It was lucky that Xie Lin didn't starve her to death, but she still wanted to have a feast?

Looking at the light meals on the table, Meng Xuanhe sat down on the chair listlessly, but was scolded by Xie Lin again.

"Who allowed you to sit?"

When the cold words came, Meng Xuanhe shuddered, stood up quickly, and stood aside respectfully.

"Your Majesty, do you want to eat? This is unacceptable."

Meng Xuan said in a lackey-like manner that serving the emperor is like serving a tiger, but now Xie Lin doesn't seem to have any hatred for her, so can the same tricks she used on Meng Ziyan before be used to please Xie Lin?

"Come here." Xie Lin said, and the five soldiers who were guarding Meng Xuanhe outside the door walked straight forward.

"They eat, you watch." Xie Lin said casually.

Meng Xuanhe originally thought that he would not care, but they had been guarding for a whole night and were already very hungry. They ate the century egg and lean meat porridge with relish, which made Meng Xuanhe swallow his saliva.

She hadn't eaten for a long time, and her stomach growled at an inopportune moment, but Meng Xuanhe didn't feel embarrassed at all.

If Xie Lin still had some humanity, he would have thought that she hadn't eaten for a long time. He would have pitied her and given her something to eat, and she would have been satisfied.

"Don't talk while eating and don't talk while sleeping. Whoever made that noise just now, drag him away and chop him up." Xie Lin glanced coldly at the people present.

Everyone shuddered and silently turned their eyes to Meng Xuanhe.

Meng Xuanhe:?

Moody tyrant!

"Your Majesty, the sound just now was not made by me, but by my stomach. It has nothing to do with me."

Meng Xuanhe knelt down and grabbed Xie Lin's trouser leg to beg for mercy.

Xie Lin ignored her, and Meng Xuan was annoyed.

"I am innocent. Your Majesty, you cannot harm my life for such a small matter, right?"

Meng Xuan was talking nonsense, Xie Lin pursed his lips and ignored her, then he spoke carefully.

"I think the scene is a bit boring. How about I sing a song to cheer up His Majesty?"

Xie Lin also agreed to Meng Xuanhe's sudden proposal.

"Holding a steamed bun in my hand~"

A gentle and miserable voice was heard. The soldiers who were chewing white flour buns were stunned for a moment, and most of the buns in their mouths fell directly onto the table.

Xie Lin was also stunned, unable to figure out Meng Xuanhe's thoughts.

"There's not a drop of oil in the dish~" Meng Xuanhe continued to wail, and the miserable tone was so pitiful.

The soldiers looked at the light porridge in their hands and suddenly couldn't eat it, as if this was the experience of some prisoner.

Glancing at the expressions of these soldiers from the corner of his eye, Meng Xuanhe smiled secretly in his heart, letting you eat so deliciously is tempting me to commit a sinful stomach.

Meng Xuanhe continued to wailing, with a hint of pride in her eyes. This naturally did not escape Xie Lin's eyes. He inexplicably felt that the girl in front of him was cute.

Xie Lin chuckled, his cold face seemed as if the ice had just melted and a spring breeze was blowing on his face.

"Master, you haven't laughed like this in a long time."

Meng Xuanhe silently dubbed this scene in his heart.

After pleasing Xie Lin, Xie Lin no longer made things difficult for her.

Meng Xuanhe: It’s better to go crazy.

After letting the soldiers leave, he ordered the palace servants to serve the dishes again. Meng Xuanhe sat on the chair, staring at the plates in their hands with great anticipation.

See, those pieces of junk are not meant for her to eat.

But when the palace servant opened the lid in his hand, Meng Xuanhe immediately retracted his bared teeth.

These dishes were even less watery than those of the guards. At least they had some preserved eggs and lean meat, but for Meng Xuanhe, it was just a bowl of vegetable soup.

Meng Xuanhe looked around with chopsticks in disbelief, but really didn't find any meat.

"What? Princess doesn't want to eat?" Xie Lin glanced at Meng Xuanhe with a threatening look in his eyes.

"Of course, what your majesty rewards us is the most delicious food in the world." Meng Xuanhe responded to him with a fake smile.

She quickly drank the bowl of vegetable soup. Meng Xuanhe was afraid that Xie Lin would take the bowl of vegetable porridge away as well, which would starve her to death.

Seeing the girl drink up the whole bowl of porridge, Xie Lin's complexion improved a lot.

When Meng Xuanhe had eaten and drunk her fill, Xie Lin suddenly walked up to her, took out a handkerchief and wiped the remaining rice grains from the corners of her mouth.

His eyes were serious and his hands were careful.

Meng Xuanhe saw through his eyes and breathed rapidly.

Xie Lin was thinking in his heart, she just fainted, and eating too much meat and fish is not good for the stomach, so he served this vegetable porridge.