The man she imprisoned was a white-skinned

In a flash, another two days passed, and Meng Xuanhe returned to the days when he used to go to class with Chu Huanhuan every day.

She still ran back and forth between school and Chenxiangji as she had done in the past three years. Whenever she had no classes, she would go to look after the shop, and occasionally two or three customers would come.

The days are leisurely and peaceful.

That night, she lay in bed and fell asleep as usual. The rustling of branches outside the window brought her back to Xie Lin's dynasty in her dream.

Meng Xuanhe opened his eyes in surprise and found himself in the Forbidden City of the Northern Dynasty.

This place is still the same as always, located in the heart of Chang'an, symbolizing the supreme imperial power.

Meng Xuanhe ran straight to Yongle Palace from the main gate, feeling both ecstatic and nervous.

The joy of seeing her beloved again was right before her eyes, and she seemed to be homesick.

But she felt quite strange about Meng Xuan and the whole journey.

In the past, there were always palace servants coming and going here to clean the place, but now there is not even a shadow of one to be seen.

Moreover, inside the palace, it seemed that the air was filled with a bloody smell that could not be wiped away even with clean water.

How many people did Xie Lin kill?

Meng Xuanhe pushed open the gate of Yongle Palace with trembling fingertips. Even though the bloody smell was spreading in the palace, her Yongle Palace was still as warm and amiable as spring.

It seems that all the blood and killing along the way was just an illusion.

Meng Xuanhe stood at the palace gate, tears streaming down her face. She walked over to Xie Lin, who seemed to be asleep, lying heavily on the bed in the bedroom of Yongle Palace.

She reached out her hand distressedly and pictured Xie Lin's face.

His originally handsome face now looked extremely haggard, and the dark blue haze under his eyes seemed to tell her that Xie Lin had not had a good time these days.

Meng Xuanhe couldn't help but take off his shoes and got on the bed, hugging Xie Lin tightly.

He seemed to be getting thinner, with veins bulging on his arms, and he no longer had the strong arms he once had.

The entire bedroom was filled with a dull and decadent atmosphere. Meng Xuanhe caught a glimpse of a wine jar discarded carelessly in the corner.

It turned out that Xie Lin had never had a good night's sleep since he left.

She didn't know what kind of mood Xie Lin was in. He ignored the country and the people, numbed himself with alcohol all day long, and tried to see her when he was drunk.

Meng Xuanhe's tears fell line by line, dripping on the ends of Xie Lin's already graying hair, and also dripping on the corners of his eyes, and flowing down his face.

She suddenly kissed Xie Lin's lips, which were icy cold, just like the king's body temperature, so cold that it made people shiver.

This kiss did not contain any lust, but was lingering and gentle, carrying only her endless longing and deep love for her lover.

"Princess……?"

Xie Lin seemed to be awakened by her noise. He opened his eyes and stared at her blankly.

He had accidentally fallen asleep just now, and he had never expected that when he opened his eyes again, the princess would be pressing on him and kissing him.

"It's me, I'm back."

Meng Xuanhe couldn't control her tears and could only raise an ugly smile at this moment. She wanted to comfort Xie Lin, but she couldn't stop her tears.

"Princess, don't cry."

Xie Lin was immediately flustered when he saw her tears falling like pearls from a broken string. He wiped them away with his slightly calloused fingertips, but they kept coming out again.

"Why don't you listen to me and take care of yourself?"

Meng Xuanhe was a little angry. How could she live peacefully in modern life with him in such a decadent and depressed state?

"I'm sorry, I won't do that again."

While comforting her, Xie Lin activated his internal energy, trying to make his pale face look better.

But he had been taking those hallucinogenic drugs day and night, and his body had already become much weaker than before. The internal energy flowing through his meridians seemed a little sluggish.

"Did you hurt yourself?"

Meng Xuanhe widened her eyes. She had already unlocked the seal of Zi Dao, so she could now see Xie Lin's physical condition.

"You clearly promised me."

Meng Xuanhe bit his shoulder hard while crying, seeming to be very angry.

"As long as the princess doesn't leave, I won't do this." Xie Lin sighed, realizing that he could no longer deceive her.

"So please stay, please don't leave."

I can no longer bear the pain of losing you again.

"I must be in a dream, so I haven't come back yet."

Meng Xuanhe also wanted to make him a promise, but she knew that she was probably still sleeping in bed and had not really returned here.

"That's it."

Xie Lin lowered his eyes, unable to hide the disappointment in his heart. He thought the princess had really come back to accompany him.

After saying these words, Meng Xuanhe felt her body beginning to become illusory again, and she knew that she was about to wake up.

Meng Xuanhe was already content to be able to consciously meet Xie Lin in his dreams.

But she didn't know how many cruel methods Xie Lin had used on her to get such an opportunity.

During these two months, Xie Lin almost went completely crazy. He searched for poisons and drugs all over the world and found countless talented people.

He no longer expected the princess to return to him. He only wished to see her again in his dreams.

But fortunately, the group of people who claimed to be from Tianji Pavilion have not let him down.

"Xie Lin, I'm leaving again. If you don't take good care of yourself, how can you stay with me for the rest of my life when I come back?"

Meng Xuanhe felt her body becoming increasingly illusory. Although she wanted to live in this dream, she had to wake up eventually.

"Okay, I will remember it."

Xie Lin held her hand, even though the woman in front of him was gradually becoming transparent.

But he still couldn't help but kiss Meng Xuanhe on the forehead, until the kiss fell into the air and he could no longer find her figure in the air.

A cold light flashed in Xie Lin's eyes instantly. He threw back the quilt and walked out of Yongle Palace.

"Your moves are indeed very useful. No matter what price you want me to pay, I can promise to give it to you."

Xie Lin has already arrived at the Zichen Hall. The tender moments he just had with Meng Xuan seem to still be fresh in his memory, and he is no longer able to stop enjoying the moment.

When the people from Tianji Pavilion saw Xie Lin’s current condition, they realized that their spirit painting technique had taken effect.

Their leader smiled slightly and said, "Your Majesty, are you willing to live in a dream forever? Have you ever thought about going to find her in person?"

Their words were like a thunderclap, strangling Xie Lin's breath.

If it is really possible, what would be wrong with him giving up everything he has and going to an unfamiliar time and space?

The country and the people have never meant anything to Xie Lin. As long as he can go to the princess' time and space, he is willing to do anything.

"Are you serious?"

Xie Lin couldn't hide his excitement, and the people from Tianji Pavilion nodded at his shining eyes.

"good very good."

Xie Lin hadn't felt his heart beating for a long time, and was overcome by a huge ecstasy.

"If you can really do it, then you will be the most distinguished guests of my entire Northern Dynasty from now on. But if you dare to play tricks on me, I will make you wish you were dead."

Xie Lin's tone was unfriendly. If they really let his surprise go unnoticed, he would not be able to control himself and cut them into pieces.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. This is not difficult, and the price you have to pay is just a small one. If Your Majesty really wants to integrate into another time and space, you will definitely forget the memories of this place."

The person from Tianji Pavilion continued speaking, and took out from his sleeve the space jade slip that had been passed down from generation to generation.

It glowed with a cold white light, and was engraved with strange runes and patterns. When Xie Lin looked at it, he actually saw Meng Xuanhe, a female college student, in this jade slip.

Xie Lin's hands trembled slightly as he said, "No matter how cruel this method is, just use it on me."

The people from Tianji Pavilion looked at each other and injected the space jade slip into Xie Lin's body.

The space around Xie Lin seemed to begin to distort, and along with ripples, the strange totem was also reflected in his mind.

The pain was like a sharp knife, piercing deep into Xie Lin's internal organs.

It was as if his entire body and all his consciousness were pierced by millions of silver needles.

Xie Lin felt the changes in his body, but he didn't find it difficult at all.

Amnesia? It's not like he hasn't lost his memory before, so Xie Lin always believed that he would never forget her with his obsession.

Even if I really forgot about her, I would inevitably be unable to control my feelings for her the moment I saw her.

Princess, if you really can't come back to my world, then I will come to your world to find you.