The man she imprisoned was a white-skinned

When Li Chuan woke up, he found himself in his boudoir.

Pain came over my whole body, as if someone had broken all my bones.

For two years, she thought she had at least a place in Xie Lin's heart. But she didn't expect that when she fought with Meng Xuanhe, he would beat her without mercy.

She was clearly the one who hurt him the most, and she was clearly the one who led him out of the darkness.

Li Chuan's silent tears flowed into the cracks in the pillow. He curled up, not knowing how to face all this.

"Why is Goddess Wuxian in such a state now?"

A sudden chuckle startled Li Chuan. He was about to move, but found that he couldn't move at all.

She looked in the direction of the voice and saw a man standing in her house.

He was wearing a brocade robe painted in ink, which looked like a piece of white clothing stained with dust that shouldn't be there.

The colors are light and gentle.

His careless eyes revealed emotions as deep as ink, neither happy nor angry, yet intimidating without even showing anger.

"Who are you?" Li Chuan was extremely shocked. Her internal strength was now at the sixth level, and there were very few people who could suppress her easily.

Except for those people with strong internal strength that she knew, other people basically could not control her.

But the man in front of him was obviously not among them. He didn't know if he didn't want to reveal his identity, as his face was covered by a white mask.

Li Chuan could only judge from the fact that he was dressed elegantly and wore a white jade hair crown, that this man was definitely not an ordinary person.

"Goddess Wuxiang only needs to know that I am here to help you." There was a gentle smile on the corners of his lips, making people want to believe him.

"Help me? How can you help me?" Li Chuan frowned.

The mysterious young man raised his right hand, and a halo like a lotus appeared in his hand, interwoven with gold and silver threads, faintly outlining the shape of a butterfly.

"Gold and Silver Butterfly Gu!" Li Chuan stared at the halo in his hand.

There is only one golden and silver butterfly Gu in the Wuxiang tribe, which was stolen by Meng Ziyan's men and passed to Meng Xuanhe. Where did this mysterious man get the golden and silver butterfly Gu?

"Goddess Wuxiang recognized her, and she naturally knew about the entanglement between Princess Nanmeng and His Majesty." The mysterious young man paused, and then continued, "If you want to win His Majesty's heart, I can help you."

Li Chuan's heart sank slightly. She was the goddess Wuxiang, and her responsibility was to protect the golden and silver butterfly Gu.

Now this mysterious man actually wants to use the golden and silver butterfly Gu to help her win Xie Lin's heart. What does this mean?

Li Chuan rejected him without a second thought, and his voice was a little cold: "The golden and silver butterfly Gu is something that my Wuxian clan has guarded for generations. Although I don't know where this one came from, you are trying to let me use it to control His Majesty, that is absolutely impossible."

She despised Meng Xuan and such despicable behavior the most, so how could she do it herself?

"Do you feel good just watching them being so loving? Meng Xuanhe is obviously the one who did so many evil things, and you should be the one who leads him out of the darkness."

The mysterious man suddenly disappeared from the spot and spoke into Li Chuan's ear, with every word he said carrying a hint of bewitching intent.

Li Chuan was aroused by his words, but he still refused him: "No matter what happens to me, it has nothing to do with you. I will not consider this matter. If you are here for this matter, please go back."

Li Chuan directly ordered the mysterious young man to leave, but he was not annoyed or angry, and his smile became even more intense.

"Your Majesty has only forgotten what Meng Xuanhe did. Do you think he would let Meng Xuanhe go so easily if he remembered all the pain he endured in the princess's mansion?"

"I'm not asking you to use the gold and silver butterfly Gu to control him, but to ignite the hatred in his heart."

A burst of blood-red smoke suddenly ignited in the mysterious young man's hand, enveloping the golden and silver butterfly Gu with dazzling golden light.

After being baptized by the blood-red smoke, the interwoven gold and silver threads gradually turned red and black, like the red spider lilies blooming on the other side of the river, enchanting and alluring.

"this......"

Li Chuan had never seen such a golden and silver butterfly Gu before, and was immediately horrified. Who on earth was this person? He knew so much about the golden and silver butterfly Gu, even she had never heard of it.

"Don't worry, this won't cause any harm to His Majesty. It will just remind him of the hatred." The mysterious young man stretched out his hand and handed the golden and silver butterfly Gu in his hand to her.

The enchanting flower bud bloomed in his palm, and a strange red light was reflected in Li Chuan's eyes.

She slowly stretched out her hand and took the golden and silver butterfly Gu.

What this person said was true, Xie Lin just forgot the hatred at that time. If he remembered Meng Xuan and the torture and whipping he suffered in the princess's mansion, Li Chuan didn't believe that he would still protect her like this.

"What do you want?" Li Chuan looked up and asked him, obviously accepting the deal.

The mysterious young man shook his head and said, "I don't want anything."

It would be enough to arouse the hatred in Xie Lin's heart, because this was just one part of his whole plan.

"This is someone under my command, you can rest assured. As long as you place her in the palace, she can naturally be used by Xie Lin without anyone noticing."

As soon as the mysterious young man finished speaking, a woman in a red dress appeared beside him. It was a very portable dress, and I think she was also a person with extraordinary skills.

"You just want to place someone in the palace?" Li Chuan didn't expect the mysterious young man's request to be so simple.

"Of course, I have to ask the goddess for help on this matter."

He nodded, left the woman in the red dress behind, and turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared in Lichuan's room.

“Goddess, just find an opportunity to send me in. You don’t have to worry about anything else.” The woman in red said coldly.

If it weren't for the restrictions imposed by his master, he wouldn't be able to interfere in the palace, but he would have to cooperate with this goddess.

Li Chuan nodded. She had followed Xie Lin since he had nothing until now. She could still have a say in the palace, so it would not be difficult for her to squeeze someone in.

But if we place him on Xie Lin's side, that would be difficult.

Not to mention becoming a maid beside His Majesty, it would not be difficult for Xie Lin to discover her with his strength, so Li Chuan could only start with Meng Xuanhe.

Li Chuan's eyes flickered slightly. The next day, Meng Xuan and Xiao Xin beside him were killed by someone who covered their mouths and noses on their way to get something, and their bodies were thrown into the river.

The woman in red used a disguise technique and instantly transformed herself into Xiao Xin's appearance.

"Xiao Xin" picked up the things that had fallen in the Imperial Garden and had been ordered by the palace servants to fetch, put on a calm expression, and walked towards Changle Palace.

With the master's disguise skills, even Xie Lin couldn't easily recognize the appearance of a maid. Besides, she stayed with Meng Xuanhe, not Xie Lin.

"Xiao Xin" gradually smiled coldly. As long as her master wanted to do something, she would definitely do it. Even if she died for her master, she would be willing to do it.

In the pond of the Imperial Garden, Xiao Xin, who had sunk to the bottom of the river, opened her eyes wide, sinking into the cold water forever without closing her eyes.