The man she imprisoned was a white-skinned

"Drag him away and chop him off." Xie Lin didn't care about the life of a servant at all. It was the maid's fault for not taking good care of Meng Xuanhe.

There was no way he would leave such a reckless and negligent person by Meng Xuanhe's side, so he wanted to chop Xiaoyi into pieces immediately.

Xiaoyi fell to the ground with twitching mouth, tears in her eyes.

No matter how cowardly Meng Xuanhe was, he couldn't just watch Xiaoyi being chopped into pieces.

"no!"

Standing outside the door, the expressionless guards were about to come up to drag Xiaoyi, but Meng Xuan shot the painting spirit technique in his hand at them, and their clothes immediately caught fire. They had to put Xiaoyi down and go outside to find a water tank.

"She failed to take good care of him and was reckless and negligent. Give me a reason not to kill her."

Xie Lin was extremely patient with Meng Xuanhe.

"I like her, please leave her to me."

A typical wrong answer. Xie Lin wanted to kill Xiaoyi even more.

Seeing the red light on Xie Lin's side, Meng Xuanhe bit her lip. She couldn't beat Xie Lin with a hard approach, and she didn't know if Xie Lin would fall for her soft approach.

But let's give it a try. Xiaoyi's amazing reasoning rang in her ears again.

"Miss, you are the woman that His Majesty has been thinking about day and night!"

Meng Xuanhe suddenly grabbed Xie Lin's hand, supported by his arm and jumped.

Then her soft lips pecked Xie Lin's face lightly, and left quickly like a dragonfly touching the water.

After doing all this, Meng Xuanhe felt that she was too perfunctory. She flirted in front of Xie Lin and spoke softly, imitating the appearance of the evil concubine who brought disaster to the country in TV dramas.

"Your Majesty, please let her go, okay~"

This voice, with thousands of twists and turns, made Meng Xuan and I almost vomit.

Xie Lin didn't say anything, but the corner of his eye twitched violently.

As expected, he was still shocked by Meng Xuan and Lei.

"Get lost." Xie Lin didn't even glance at Xiaoyi, but this one word was the greatest relief for Xiaoyi.

Xiaoyi hurriedly ran out of the bedroom, fearing that if she was a step slower, the King of Hell would write her into the Book of Life and Death.

In the bedroom, Meng Xuan and Xie Lin were the only ones left staring at each other. It was the first time for her to do such a shameful thing, and now she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Fortunately, humiliation worked and at least saved Xiaoyi's life.

As for how Xie Lin would deal with him, Meng Xuanhe had no idea.

"Come and have dinner."

In the silence, Xie Lin suddenly took a step forward and walked towards the main hall with a sour look on his face, but the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising.

He could only turn his back to Meng Xuanhe to avoid her seeing it. It was so difficult to suppress the smile.

Meng Xuanhe followed him to the dining table in confusion, and it was not until she sat down and faced the full banquet she had just seen in the imperial kitchen that she came to her senses.

Xie Lin seemed to no longer be angry.

Meng Xuanhe, who hadn't eaten good food for a long time, saw stars in his eyes when he saw the delicious fish and meat on the table.

But Xie Lin was sitting opposite her, so even if she wanted to eat to her heart's content she had to remain elegant.

Xie Lin didn't seem to care whether these things were delicious or not, and didn't touch them at all. He stared at her straight, making Meng Xuanhe even more uneasy.

"Eat if you want." Xie Lin saw her expression and spoke directly.

Meng Xuanhe's eyes lit up, and he broke off a large chicken leg and started chewing it, mumbling incoherently: "Zundu fake du?"

Although it was a question, Meng Xuanhe didn't care about the other person's answer and just talked about the table.

Xie Lin's eyebrows jumped violently, wondering if he had not given her food, so she was so hungry?

Under normal circumstances, he would definitely dislike Meng Xuanhe and ask her to restrain herself, but today, for some reason, he just couldn't bear to blame her.

Meng Xuanhe hadn't eaten well for a few days and thought he could finish the food on the table, but in the end he only finished one fifth of it.

She stopped only when she couldn't eat any more.

The feeling of fullness made her feel sleepy immediately, and she slumped limply in the chair, not wanting to move at all.

However, Xie Lin did not do as she wished and forcibly pulled her up from the chair.

"Go out for a walk with me."

He didn't give Meng Xuanhe time to react, and dragged him away. Meng Xuanhe couldn't beat him or scold him, because he was very strong and didn't give her any chance to resist.

It is already the season of falling ginkgo leaves in autumn, so the afternoon sun is not too harsh, and it is neither too cold nor too dry, the climate is just right.

Moreover, the imperial garden is full of falling petals, spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums.

It is good to be able to walk around and digest food in such an environment, but the prerequisite is that you don’t follow the King of Hell out for a walk.

"What? Are you afraid that I will eat you?" Xie Lin said to Meng Xuanhe, who was eight feet away from him.

Meng Xuanhe had her own little plan in mind. She had just sneaked into the imperial kitchen and was caught. She had no choice but to use the "honey trap".

In fact, she didn't understand what Xie Lin was thinking, so she didn't dare to get too close to him.

It’s better to do it during meals, when two people sit face to face and keep a certain distance between them.

But being closer to Xie Lin now would mean walking side by side with them. What if Xie Lin suddenly went crazy and strangled her like he did that night? What would she do? Meng Xuanhe didn't want to die young.

"Of course not. I just felt that I had eaten a lot of garlic and I was afraid that it would irritate Your Majesty."

Meng Xuanhe gave a perfect smile.

Xie Lin didn't listen to what she said at all, it was all nonsense anyway, he just reached out and pulled her to his side.

He didn't do anything, as if he really just asked me to take a walk with him?

Meng Xuanhe was confused and didn't believe that Xie Lin would let her go so easily.

This was her first time walking in the harem openly. In the past, Xie Lin did not even let her out of the bedroom. Only then did Meng Xuanhe see the name of her palace clearly: Changle Palace.

She looked at the big words on the plaque in shock. Wasn't this palace built by Xie Lin specifically for Li Chuan?

Why...

Meng Xuan looked at Xie Lin with shocked eyes, and the little thoughts in his mind popped up again.

Xie Lin took in her expression, and his heart sank.

"It was arranged by the palace maids. This is the only vacant place." Xie Lin explained casually.

"Oh." Meng Xuanhe nodded. She would rather suspect that she was overthinking.

Autumn has just arrived, with occasional fallen leaves.

Meng Xuanhe followed closely behind Xie Lin, sighing from time to time. There were many palace servants coming and going, and they would take a detour when they saw them.

Just after she sighed for the thirteenth time, Xie Lin finally turned back impatiently, his cold eyes piercing straight at her.

"What on earth are you sighing about?"

Meng Xuanhe: Uh, am I that obvious?

In fact, she had been looking at the structure of the palace all the way. Although she knew that the ancient palace was heavily guarded, she had never imagined that it was guarded like this at every step.

Not to mention the palace guards on duty below, behind the wall, in the dark, there are countless royal guards and secret guards. She used her senses to explore the area as she walked, and the results often made her sigh.

I was so engrossed in my thoughts that I even forgot I was next to Xie Lin.

But how could I dare to let Xie Lin know this idea?

Meng Xuan and his peripheral vision caught a glimpse of a little maid and immediately found an excuse.

"I was thinking, the maids in your palace are so beautifully dressed, I want to wear the same clothes as them."

After Meng Xuanhe finished speaking, his fingers were still twisted on her white cloth skirt. He looked helpless and pitiful.