The man she imprisoned was a white-skinned

That night, most of the guests in Wangchun Tower were killed or injured.

Because the nightmare was too mysterious, and in order not to cause panic in Chang'an City, Xie Lin's first priority when he went to court was to completely seal up the matter.

Wangchunlou also closed down, and it seemed as if nothing had happened.

Meng Xuanhe has been feeling a little dizzy these days, and has not been able to concentrate during his studies.

Deyishuangxin serves Xiaoyi wholeheartedly. Xiaoyi is still as chattering and lively as before, but Xiaoxin has rarely been seen in recent days.

Meng Xuanhe did not tell Xie Lin about Jiang Rao's affairs. If she really wanted to go to the Western Regions, Xie Lin would definitely be the first one to disagree.

She was playing with the jade slip in her hand, and it emitted a burst of white light when Jiang Rao had just put it in her hand that day.

Apart from that, it was just an ordinary jade slip. No one would have thought that this thing would be connected with the legendary Tianji Pavilion.

The Western Regions, this is a place that is not mentioned at all in the plot.

Meng Xuanhe had no idea what it looked like there.

She didn't think she would go alone without adequate preparation.

After meeting Nanny Wen, she thought of Yan Liujing, whom she had not met yet. At that time, she hurried to another place, and she didn't know whether Yan Liujing would be worried because of her disappearance.

But considering that Yan Cheng'an is now recuperating in Chang'an, and the two of them are in the capital, he will naturally find Yan Liujing and explain everything, so Meng Xuanhe is not too worried.

Instead, Jiang Rao's words aroused endless doubts in her heart.

It was as if she was waiting for him in Wangchun Tower specifically, and he just happened to run into a nightmare that could only have happened in the Western Regions.

All of this seemed like an interwoven web, tightly wrapped around Meng Xuanhe, as if there were many truths that she didn't know.

Seeing Meng Xuan's worried expression, Xie Lin raised his hand and wanted to smooth out the wrinkles between her eyebrows.

"Thinking about something, huh?"

The incident at Wangchun Tower came to an end, and Xie Lin was secretly investigating the identity of the mysterious young man.

It stands to reason that his guards are spread all over the country and have good information, but ten days have passed and there is still no clue.

"The mysterious man hiding in the dark that day always gives me a very familiar feeling."

Meng Xuanhe replied that even though it was just a quick glance, Meng Xuanhe would never be wrong about that feeling.

"The entire Northern Dynasty is under my control, but the secret guards have been searching for ten days and have not been able to find the whereabouts of that person. There is only one possibility."

"He should be from the Western Regions, and has now hidden in the Western Regions."

Xie Lin's idea coincided with Meng Xuanhe's. Since he was connected with Jiang Rao, and Jiang Rao was from the Western Regions, the identity of the mysterious man was naturally related to the Western Regions.

"Do you know about the Western Regions?" Meng Xuanhe asked him sideways. She knew very little about the Western Regions.

"It's very far away from Chang'an. It's a mysterious and dangerous place. Generally speaking, people from the Northern and Southern Dynasties would not have too much interaction with the Western Regions."

"On the surface, the Western Regions are unified by the Western Country, but in reality, the forces are complicated and intricate. All the forces in the dark are ready to make a move. The Land of Nothingness is haunted by the nightmare-like monster. It is a chaotic place."

Xie Lin told Meng Xuanhe everything he knew. Seeing that she was becoming more and more absorbed in her thoughts, he could not help but bite her collarbone, causing the girl to scream in pain.

"Don't think too much, I will handle all the problems."

Xie Lin stuck out his tongue and licked her collarbone, causing Meng Xuanhe to shiver and a blush quickly spread across her cheeks.

Xie Lin was really treating her more and more excessively. Although they still hadn't reached the final step, they had done a lot.

Meng Xuanhezhen suspected that Xie Lin's attention was all on her and he didn't care about anything else. She suddenly felt like she was the Daji Baosi who brought trouble to the monarch.

Xie Lin's warm breath fell on her neck, and the girl's soft hair gently brushed against his chest. When their breaths intertwined, their body temperatures and heartbeats instantly accelerated.

Whenever he felt emotional, Xie Lin would call her "Princess" in a low and hoarse voice.

It is still the same tonight, immersed in love and beautiful sounds and colors.

The man beside her hugged the girl and fell asleep. Her ordinary sleep became extraordinary that night.

The golden and silver butterfly Gu in the incense burner suddenly emitted a burst of scarlet smoke, which entered the jade slip placed on Meng Xuanhe's waist. The cold white light and the enchanting red light intertwined, forming a complex and mysterious spiritual energy vortex.

The vortex radiated a faint glow, madly absorbing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth. Until the spiritual energy in the vortex was abundant, the spiritual painting technique between Meng Xuan's eyebrows gradually changed from blue to purple.

Xie Lin, who was in a deep sleep, experienced the entire past events of the princess's mansion again, and an absurd and unrealistic idea suddenly arose in his mind.

On the last day he left the princess's mansion, the scene around him changed.

There were tall buildings all around him that he had never seen before. The cars on the road were whimpering. This was a time and space that was completely unfamiliar to Xie Lin.

He frowned, not knowing where he was in his dream.

At the other end of the road, the red light turned green. The girl who had been waiting in the crowd also took a step and crossed the middle of the road.

The crowds were crowded and the flow was endless.

Xie Lin stood on the white zebra crossing, watching the girl pass by him. Without even thinking, Xie Lin wanted to call her, hold her, and ask her to stop for him.

But the girl seemed to be completely unable to hear her own call, nor could she feel Xie Lin's touch. She walked away and ran to the other end of the road...

At the same time, in Meng Xuanhe's dream, the surrounding scenery suddenly shattered and then was pieced together again.

The light became chaotic, sometimes bright as day, sometimes dim as midnight.

After a period of chaos, Meng Xuanhe finally saw the surrounding scenery clearly.

Familiar high-rise buildings and bustling streets. Neon lights are flashing high up in the sky, and people are coming and going in an endless stream.

Has she returned to the modern era?

In a trance, Meng Xuanhe unexpectedly found herself standing in front of Chenxiangji. It was not the shop she opened in ancient times, but the shop belonging to her master Meng Sangxi.

In front of Chenxiangji's door, Meng Xuanhe only saw a back figure and immediately recognized Meng Sangxi.

"master!"

Meng Xuanhe shouted from behind her. In the dim alley, Meng Sangxi was in so much pain that she couldn't even stand up.

Cold sweat dripped down Meng Sangxi's forehead, blending with the bright red blood on his body and dripping onto the bluestone steps.

Meng Xuanhe's eyes were red with anger. She had never thought that the master who in her eyes had always loved her and cared for her when she was growing up would now be in such a dangerous situation.

Meng Sangxi's painting skills were superb, having long surpassed Zi Dao. But now, someone could still seriously injure her, which Meng Xuanhe found unbelievable.

There were many small cuts on her body, as if she had been cut by a sharp sword hundreds of times.

Blood slowly flowed out from the wound, dyeing Meng Sangxi's white clothes red, and dripped onto the ground, forming a shocking pool of blood.

Meng Xuanhe hurried to her side and gathered her spirit painting skills to heal Meng Sangxi. But Meng Sangxi's eyes were distracted, as if she couldn't see her.

And his own painting spirit technique had no effect on Meng Sangxi. The light just passed through Meng Sangxi's body and was of no use at all.

Meng Xuanhe's heart sank. This was indeed her dream and she did not return to the modern era.

So what is she seeing now?

Every time she enters a new realm, the plot always takes her to see a video that will happen in the near future.

It was just like the scene of the Duke of Yan’s mansion being wiped out, or just like the wars in other tribes.

Will her master also encounter such a desperate situation one day in the future?

She still had room to turn back what happened in ancient times, but now she and her master were separated by time and space, how could she save her?