The man she imprisoned was a white-skinned

That day, Xie Lin kept his promise and really took her out of the palace.

In order not to attract the attention of the people, their sedan chair drove out through the side door in the evening.

The sedan chair is made of mahogany. Although it has intricate carvings and silk curtains, it does not look very luxurious.

After all, in Chang'an, where every inch of land is valuable, such sedan chairs are usually used by ordinary merchants.

Meng Xuanhe casually lifted a corner of the curtain, and they had already left the palace.

This was the first time she experienced the prosperity of Chang'an in person. Only by being here could she feel the lively atmosphere of Chang'an.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the bluestone road, and the shops on both sides of the street are lit up with red lanterns. As the autumn day continues, the streets are bustling with people and vendors are calling out their wares.

Exquisite porcelain and jade, fragrant snacks, and a constant stream of pedestrians, the streets and alleys are filled with a bustle that is different from the bustle within the palace walls.

"Are you still happy?" Xie Lin, who was sitting behind the desk in the sedan chair, suddenly asked.

Meng Xuanhe was wearing ordinary clothes and looked no different from an ordinary lady from a civilian family.

Her pretty and fair face was not wearing any attire, but instead looked innocent and childish, like an unmarried girl who would blush at the slightest hint of the image of the vicious princess who bullied others in the city of Bianjing.

"Of course I'm happy, sir." Meng Xuanhe teased.

Xie Lin:?

After he left the princess's mansion, he has been wearing a black robe. Although he is about the same age as her, he doesn't look young at all.

The robe is soft and smooth, with auspicious cloud patterns outlined in delicate silver threads.

He was used to focusing his attention on the girl and seemed indifferent to everything else.

He has a handsome face, sword-like eyebrows, bright eyes, and a bewitching teardrop mole under his eye. Yet he looks so cold, as if he were a work of art carefully carved by God. One really wants to pull him down to the mortal world.

"What did you call me?"

Xie Lin frowned, his dark eyes fixed on her.

Compared to the girl's delicate and beautiful appearance, he seemed to be older in his black robe. Especially Xie Lin's calm and controlled demeanor, it seemed that he was not the same age as the girl.

"Obviously, I can't call you His Majesty once we're out of the palace." Meng Xuanhe thought for a moment and asked tentatively, "Then how about I call you Master?"

Xie Lin remained silent. It was just a title and he didn't really care. But the term "master" was too much. It made him look ten years older.

"Then I am the little maidservant beside Mr. Xie."

Meng Xuanhe seriously arranged an identity for himself, as if he was playing a role-playing game.

Xie Lin took her into his arms in revenge, and pressed her against the window of the sedan chair to take her wantonly. A passionate kiss swept over her, and Meng Xuanhe exclaimed.

This happened on the street, and anyone on the street could see it if the curtain was lifted!

Then I thought again, it didn't seem like a big deal, it was just a kiss.

It seems a bit exciting. What's going on?

"Have you ever seen a gentleman kiss a little maid like this?"

Seeing that Meng Xuanhe was almost out of breath, Xie Lin slowly let her go and said with a hint of threat.

She was out of breath. Under the pressure of Xie Lin, Meng Xuanhe had no choice but to admit that she was the wife of a wealthy man.

The sedan chair drove through the streets of Chang'an City and finally stopped at the entrance of an alley.

"Master, we're here." The sedan chair driver was the twins from Changle Palace. It was not known whether it was Meng Xuanhe's instruction or something else, but this address made Xie Linyou's face darken.

"He is a wealthy man, don't call him Master."

When getting off the sedan chair, Meng Xuanhe covered his mouth and laughed, and whispered to the twins.

"Come here." Just as Meng Xuan was whispering with the twins, Xie Lin's cold voice came.

He had already reached the entrance of the alley, and Meng Xuanhe was still whispering with the twins in the sedan chair.

Seeing the girl talking and laughing with others, Xie Lin thought it would be better to imprison her, at least she only had eyes for him.

Meng Xuanhe, who had no idea what Xie Lin was thinking, immediately jumped off the sedan chair and followed Xie Lin into the alley.

"What is this place?" Meng Xuanhe asked puzzledly.

The alley is deep and quiet, as if it is isolated from the prosperity of Chang'an City. It is really rare to find such a quiet place in the bustling capital.

Slowly walking out of the alley, Meng Xuanhe saw a mansion. The courtyard inside was not big nor luxurious, but it was elegant.

The old woman who was hanging clothes in the courtyard saw someone coming and turned to look at the two of them in surprise.

"Madam Wen!"

Meng Xuanhe finally understood the reason why Xie Lin took her out of the palace. It turned out that he wanted her to meet Nanny Wen so that she could feel at ease.

"Princess, I'm glad you're okay." Nanny Wen threw the work in her hands aside and limped to the courtyard gate. She held Meng Xuanhe's hand tightly, looked left and right, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that she was not injured.

That day she was still in Yangzhou when she was suddenly captured by a group of soldiers. Although their attitude was bad, they did not treat Nanny Wen badly.

The distance from Yangzhou to Chang'an is not short, and the officers and soldiers treated Nanny Wen fiercely and caringly along the way. They were afraid that she would make trouble, and they were also afraid that she would be unwell.

If they hadn't received the order from His Majesty, they would never have wanted to do this job.

Nanny Wen had no idea what was going on along the way, so she naturally didn't want to follow them to Chang'an. It wasn't until an officer got tired of talking to her that he said this was an order from His Majesty, and anyone who disobeyed the order would be killed.

After a bumpy journey to Chang'an, Xie Lin settled Nanny Wen in this courtyard.

Originally, Xie Lin wanted to capture the person and use him as a bargaining chip to threaten Meng Xuanhe, but now he doesn't want to do that anymore.

After seeing the princess, Nanny Wen felt much more at ease, because her only worry was that after she left, the princess would not be able to see her and would worry about her.

Who could have expected that the current emperor was actually the Xige lover who was imprisoned in the princess's mansion back then? Nanny Wen had met him several times and had seen the passionate scene of the princess and His Majesty kissing in the rain.

"Madam Wen, what's wrong with your leg?"

Meng Xuanhe widened his eyes. When Nanny Wen came over just now, she limped and was noticed by Meng Xuanhe.

Nanny Wen's legs had no injuries before, but now...

"I'm old and suffer from rheumatism. It's not a big problem if it doesn't rain. Princess, don't worry about me." Nanny Wen explained, then glanced at Xie Lin.

Xie Lin stood outside the courtyard and did not come in, as if to give the two of them time to whisper.

"Princess, this..."

Nanny Wen's eyes and words were self-explanatory, as if she was asking about Xie Lin.

"His Majesty is very good to me, Madam, you don't have to worry." Meng Xuanhe smiled sweetly. She also didn't want Madam Wen to worry about her at her age.

It would be a lie to say that Nanny Wen was not worried. The princess really had imprisoned Xie Lin back then, and she was worried that Xie Lin would do something to hurt the princess in revenge.

Meng Xuanhe had to explain it to her over and over again before Nanny Wen felt relieved.

The two talked for a long time until it was getting dark and night fell, then Meng Xuanhe and Xie Lin left.