The man she imprisoned was a white-skinned

When the two reunited with them, they discovered that Ying Wugui was missing.

Jia Lang raised this question, but Meng Xuanhe waved his hand and said, "It's okay, don't worry about him."

Ying Wugui always did what he wanted, so he wouldn't care even if he lost Meng Xuanhe. After all, he was such a grown-up, how could he get lost?

So since Meng Xuanhe didn't care, everyone forgot about Ying Wugui.

The group walked towards the Yangliu River on their own. At this time, the riverside was full of vendors selling lotus lanterns, and they also gave away letter paper and brushes.

Although it was just a beautiful wish, they still wrote the letter seriously at the wooden table.

Meng Xuanhe bit the pen, thought for a while and then wrote: Auspiciousness comes in the daytime, and the divine can predict the wind.

After she finished writing, she couldn't help but glance at Yan Cheng'an's letter next to her, which had a few words written in a flamboyant style: The sea is peaceful and the river is calm, the country is peaceful and the people are safe, so...

The remaining words were blocked by Yan Chengan's elbow. It was just an unintentional glance, and Meng Xuanhe didn't want to know what Yan Chengan really wanted, so he withdrew his gaze and didn't read the words on the back of the letter.

Yan Cheng'an had actually noticed Meng Xuanhe's little trick, and deliberately used his elbow to cover the words behind.

The first eight words are not only his wish, but also the long-cherished wish of the Yan Guogong Mansion from generation to generation. The last eight words are his selfish thoughts.

May those who wish this be smooth and healthy.

Yan Chengan folded his letter carefully and placed it carefully into the lotus lantern.

After doing all this, his eyes involuntarily drifted towards Meng Xuanhe. She seemed to be jokingly reading Yan Liujing's letter.

When Yan Liujing took it away, Meng Xuanhe looked a little angry.

Yan Chengan's eyes were unconsciously filled with a smile that he himself did not even notice. He wished that time would stop flowing and stay at this moment forever.

All Nanny Wen wrote about was that the princess was safe and happy. She had been homeless and childless all her life, and had long regarded Meng Xuanhe as her own child.

At the time of Xu, countless lotus lanterns were placed by the river and slowly drifted away, carrying the best wishes of the people praying and blending into the color of the reflected stars.

"This deceptive little trick can also attract you."

As Meng Xuanhe was watching the little lotus floating away, Ying Wugui's voice suddenly sounded beside him, which really spoiled the mood.

"Inherit excellent traditional folk customs, regain cultural confidence, trace back to the source, and explore and innovate."

Meng Xuan and Xiaozui chattered away, reciting the whole poem backwards fluently.

Ying Wugui: ...

Although I couldn't understand what she was saying, I felt a little headache.

“I believe that success depends on human effort.”

Ying Wugui looked at her deeply, then yawned, indicating that he was very sleepy and wondered how long they would continue this boring activity.

Meng Xuanhe ignored him and asked about Jiarun Jialang's wish.

"We don't have any wishes. Our current peaceful life is already the best thing." Jiarun chuckled.

Meng Xuanhe took out a purse that he had prepared long ago from his sleeve. In the purse were some gold, silver, jade, and a hundred-liang silver note.

She handed the purse to Jiarun and Jialang, smiled slowly in their puzzled expressions, and said sincerely: "I originally let you into the princess's mansion to save you. Now it has been several months, and I believe Meng Ziyan has long forgotten about it.

"My shop has achieved such success thanks to your careful care. This money is what you deserve for your hard work. I have no right to take it all for myself. From today on, you will be free. Whether in Nanmeng or Beiliang, you are ordinary people who are no longer bound."

Meng Xuanhe finished speaking calmly. This was also the solution she came up with after careful consideration.

Not to mention that she is a vicious female supporting role and will be beheaded by Xie Lin sooner or later, even following her and dealing with Meng Ziyan is like dancing on swords.

After Xie Lin ascends the throne, he will go south to attack Meng for revenge. If Jiarun and Jialang still stay with her in the future, she is afraid that she will implicate them.

Therefore, now is the best time to return their freedom in Yangzhou.

Jia Lang frowned and got angry with Meng Xuanhe: "Princess, what do you mean by that? My brother and I were saved by you, even if you chase us away we won't leave."

After saying that, he stuffed the purse from Jialang's hand back into Meng Xuanhe's hand. He was more straightforward. It was the princess who rescued the two brothers from Meng Ziyan and gave them enough respect.

In Jialang's heart, Meng Xuanhe has long been like a savior.

"I didn't chase you away. I just didn't want you to be imprisoned in the princess's mansion for the rest of your life. The world outside is vast and free. If I keep you by my side, then what's the difference between me and Meng Ziyan?"

Meng Xuanhe sighed slightly and pushed the purse back into Jialang's hand.

For some reason I felt like I was pushing the red envelopes around during the Chinese New Year.

"Don't worry, we won't disappear forever after this separation. I will come to Yangzhou often in the future. Look, you know the mansion in Yangzhou. If there is nowhere else to go, we can meet again in Yangzhou."

Meng Xuanhe had made up her mind that she could not keep Jiarun Jialang by her side to face such dangerous situations in the future.

Jialang wanted to say something, but Jiarun calmly took back the purse, and his gentle voice was like a clear stream: "Jialang, haven't you always wanted to travel the world?"

There was determination in Jiarun's eyes. The princess was right. They couldn't live under the princess's protection forever.

Now they are unable to take care of themselves. If they don’t have any skills, how can they repay Meng Xuanhe in the future?

Jialang always listened to Jiarun, but at this moment there was some confusion in his eyes.

Jiarun bowed to Meng Xuanhe, just like when they first met in the princess's mansion long ago.

The first time, I was at the mercy of others and was forced to beg Meng Xuanhe to let Jialang go. But this time, I expressed my sincere gratitude to Meng Xuanhe before leaving.

Meng Xuanhe did not stop Jiarun from giving this gift. She knew that Jiarun was determined to leave, so she felt relieved.

On the streets of Yangzhou, Meng Xuanhe said goodbye to the two of them.

Now that the Jia brothers have regained their freedom, they decide to venture out into the world and travel around the world.

She smiled slightly. For Jiarun Jialang, this was probably the best ending.

Unlike the plot in the book, she really saved the pair of extremely handsome brothers.

Meng Xuanhe felt a sense of relief in his heart, it turned out that he could really change the fate of the tragic characters in the book.

After bidding farewell to Jia Run and Jia Lang, Yan Liu Jing looked at her teasingly: "Then, in this case, there will be no concubines in your princess's mansion at all."

"That's right. I'm so lonely all alone. How about you come to my princess's mansion and be my concubine after we return to the capital?"

Meng Xuanhe also teased, but was pushed away by Yan Liujing with an expressionless face.