The man she imprisoned was a white-skinned

The sound of the door being pushed open was heard, and Xie Lin came back to his senses, looking at the door blankly. Meng Xuanhe had already returned to the West Pavilion, holding a medicine box in his hand. The medicine box contained the wound medicine brought back from Shanrentang.

"Your Highness..."

Seeing Meng Xuanhe coming back, Xie Lin wanted to say something, but Meng Xuanhe didn't want to listen, and put her soft little hand on Xie Lin's lips.

"Don't talk. I don't want to hear you say something self-deprecating."

Meng Xuanhe first used wine to disinfect the wound before sprinkling the wound medicine on Xie Lin's wound and then wrapping it up with a bandage.

Xie Lin clearly felt that the originally festering and painful wound didn't seem to hurt as much anymore.

But Meng Xuanhe's words left him puzzled. It seemed that the princess was overturning what she had taught her over and over again.

After the wound on her leg was treated, Meng Xuanhe did not stop. She raised her hand and directly stripped Xie Lin. Xie Lin, who took off his shirt, had clear lines and a strong body.

Without further ado, she began to treat Xie Lin's wound.

Feeling the princess's gentle fingertips dancing on his chest, Xie Lin couldn't help but tremble.

After treating the wound, Meng Xuanhe withdrew his hand. Xie Lin felt the softness disappear, and his eyes were filled with loss. Faintly, some unknown dark color surged.

Meng Xuanhe ordered someone to bring a clean piece of clothing, which was a gray-white brocade gown with ink dots.

Xie Lin seemed like a natural clothes hanger, he wore the clothes with unparalleled handsomeness and grace.

His unkempt black hair hung down in wisps in front of his chest. On the surface, he looked no different from a gentle, elegant and noble young man from an aristocratic family.

There was a look of surprise in Meng Xuanhe's eyes. She knew that Xiao Piaoliang was pretty, but she was still shocked.

Moreover, Xiao Piaoliang's appearance is highly malleable. When she wears dark white, she is a noble young man; when she wears red, she is an enchanting beauty; when she wears black, she is a cold, arrogant and lonely villain.

If Xie Lin hadn’t just been injured and hadn’t eaten yet, she really wanted to play Shining Linlin right now.

Xie Lin naturally couldn't see Meng Xuanhe's burning gaze. The servants had already prepared the dishes, which were delicious and fragrant. Meng Xuanhe had enjoyed a lot of delicious food in the past few days. The small kitchen in the princess's mansion was really amazing.

As a modern Sichuanese, Meng Xuanhe loves spicy food. The hotpot, chicken and eel slices all sizzle with red oil, which Meng Xuanhe likes very much. She ate a few bites and found that Xie Lin didn't eat a single bite.

"Xiao Qi, why don't you eat?" Meng Xuanhe asked puzzledly, and put a piece of Fuqi Feipian into Xie Lin's bowl.

Xie Lin noticed Meng Xuanhe's actions and swallowed the lung slice without thinking.

The spicy red oil flowed down his esophagus into his stomach, and instantly, the burning sensation spread, almost burning his entire esophagus.

Cold sweat broke out on Xie Lin's forehead, and he held on to the dining table tightly with his hands to prevent himself from falling over.

When Meng Xuanhe saw his symptoms, he was immediately shocked. As the situation was urgent, Meng Xuanhe did not care about anything else and directly invited the imperial physician from the princess's mansion.

"Xiao Qi, you can't eat spicy food, why didn't you tell me?" Meng Xuanhe handed the teacup to Xie Lin. After drinking the cool tea, Xie Lin's complexion improved a little.

"This is something the princess... gave to Xiao Qi personally." Xie Lin's voice was hoarse and he spoke in a dry voice.

Meng Xuanhe felt a little distressed and felt guilty for her behavior. However, when Nanny Wen explained the reason to her, her guilt was instantly replaced by anger.

Xie Lin could eat spicy food originally, but just a month ago, on a snowy night.

The princess suddenly broke into the West Pavilion, bringing with her boiling hot chili water, and forced Xie Lin to drink it. She said it was to help Xie Lin get rid of the cold, but it completely destroyed Xie Lin's esophagus.

After knowing the reason, Meng Xuanhe was shocked and angry. Her heartache and pity for Xiao Piaoliang instantly increased to a higher level. She even felt that Xie Lin's later punishment of Princess Lingchi was too light.

"Can it be cured?" Meng Xuanhe looked at the imperial physician with a heavy expression.

"He can't eat spicy food, and there are many other foods he can't eat. These injuries have long been irreversible."

The imperial physician shook his head and looked at the beautiful girl in front of him. Her methods really made his scalp tingle.

"Then let's treat the frostbite on his hands first." Ancient medical technology was not as good as modern ones. Meng Xuanhe knew it could not be cured and sighed.

The damn princess tortured the little girl beyond recognition.

Meng Xuanhe was so angry that he broke the chopsticks in his hand into two pieces. The doctor was scared, afraid that he would say something wrong and end up like the chopsticks.

She originally planned to be a careerist, thinking that she could focus on the plot without distractions. But she found that she had no way of leaving Xie Lin alone.

Forget it, she should protect Xie Lin more in the places where the plot can be controlled. Since she has been transported to the princess, she can't really stay out of it.

Today happened to be a sunny day. Without industrial pollution, the blue sky of Bianjing City was boundless, with rolling clouds, a gentle breeze, and the dazzling warm sun shining with thousands of rays of light.

Meng Xuanhe decided to go out again. Xie Lin’s external injuries were being treated, and his blindness... was mainly caused by the sealing of his visual acupoints. As long as they were unblocked, his sight would be restored.

I don’t know where this princess found such a talented person. Even the imperial doctors in the princess’s mansion were helpless against these methods.

She had no choice but to go to Shanrentang again without holding out much hope.

Meng Xuanhe changed into the clothes she wore that day, took a few banknotes and went straight to Shanren Hall. Although the doctor at Shanren Hall was old, he had a photographic memory and recognized her.

"Madam, is your husband's injury okay?" the old doctor asked with a kind look.

"The medicine you prescribed is very good. I'm almost recovered." Meng Xuanhe nodded. External injuries are not difficult to treat.

The old doctor nodded, and Meng Xuan and Dao Ming explained their purpose.

"I came here today for my husband... my younger brother. Last year, a thief pressed his acupuncture points and blinded him. No medicine can cure him. If I hadn't seen your medical skills, I would never have dared to hold on to this hope."

The doctor sighed slightly in his heart, thinking that she was indeed a miserable woman.

"That thief is really cruel and ruthless." The old doctor said casually.

Meng Xuanhe suddenly sneezed and sniffed.

"Your brother's eyeballs are intact, but his eyes are empty and he looks as if he sees nothing?" the old man asked.

Meng Xuanhe nodded. She had not had high expectations for Shanrentang, but now she became interested.

"As expected, it was done by that group of people." The old doctor stroked his beard, as if he remembered something.

Meng Xuanhe was delighted when he heard this, seeing that the old doctor actually knew something about the situation.

"Is there a way to save it?"

"There are not many people in this world who can be saved. Perhaps our manor owner has a way." said the doctor.

Meng Xuanhe frowned upon hearing this. The original plot had described that there was a Sun Moon Villa in the martial arts world, which had a rich business and a high status in the martial arts world. Their owner was also a martial arts master with great internal strength.

"The owner of the manor has been kind all his life, helping the weak and the young. If you go to ask for medicine, the owner of the manor will definitely give it to you." The old doctor continued.

After that, he gave Meng Xuanhe a letter. Meng Xuanhe was delighted and paid some silver to express her gratitude. But the doctor did not take the silver and smiled and asked her to prepare some good meat for her husband and brother.

She walked out thoughtfully and opened the envelope. The address on the envelope was in the eastern suburbs of Bianjing City, which was quite far away from the remote Shanren Hall.

In order to conceal her identity, she rented a simple carriage to go there. The coachman looked at the address on the letter and took one or two taels of silver from her.

The roads in the suburbs were rugged and the carriage was so old that Meng Xuanhe felt dizzy. She felt that something was wrong with the road and pulled open the curtain despite the headache.

But he found that the horses were rushing away at a high speed and the coachman had disappeared.