I went to the temple after traveling through time, and he turned out to be a monk!

Meng Ying was stunned for a moment, did not answer, and continued to wipe her hair.

"I thought you accepted me that day, but it turned out not to be the case." Bai Zhi laughed at herself.

This sentence made Meng Ying's heart sting, and he didn't know how to explain his capriciousness.

"It's unimaginable that you hugged me and kissed me that day, but today you hugged another woman." Bai Zhi had an ugly smile on her face, but her tone was calm.

"Sa Lan didn't! It was unintentional..." Meng Ying wanted to quibble about this.

"Then explain it to me!" Bai Zhi suddenly turned around, with tears in her eyes, "Explain it to me, why don't you go home?"

Bai Zhi looked up, letting two lines of hot tears fall down her cheeks. Her voice trembled, and she asked very softly, "My lord, do you not want me anymore?"

In an instant, Meng Ying's chest felt like it was hit by a blunt instrument, causing a dull pain. She couldn't cry or vent.

The mahogany comb in his hand slipped down the smooth hair and fell to the ground with two bangs.

She asked herself, do you want her anymore?

Like a child afraid of being abandoned.

Meng Ying seemed to be suddenly swept into the monstrous hurricane. After years of whitewashing peace, a crack was suddenly torn open.

Many years ago, in front of Lianshan Temple, there were misty morning smoke, withered pine needles, damp stone roads, and a bald little girl crying loudly.

She grabbed her clothes tightly, begging herself not to leave, crying and rolling on the ground.

"Ying'er doesn't want Jin'er anymore?"

"Isn't Ying'er Jin'er's younger brother?"

"Dad and mother don't want Jin'er anymore?"

"Can Ying'er not leave? Jin'er wants to play with her brother..."

"Tomorrow I want to go mushroom hunting with Ying'er..."

"Sister doesn't pick red mushrooms or blue mushrooms. She only picks what Ying'er likes to eat. Ying'er, please don't leave, okay?"

"Ying'er doesn't want a sister anymore! Wuwuwu! Ying'er doesn't want a sister anymore..."

The passage of time can take away many trivial things, but it cannot take away the wounds that were carved into the bones and blood by Meng Ying over and over again.

Meng Ying's heart was trembling. How could she not want her?

He just couldn't, couldn't afford it.

But now, looking at her tearful eyes, he couldn't say a word whether he wanted her or not.

He raised his hand slightly to wipe away her tears, but he took it back halfway.

Bai Zhi waited for a long time, but did not wait for Meng Ying's reply, so she lowered her hands feebly.

She stood up, pursed her lips and smiled bitterly, "If you don't want it, just don't."

After that, he dropped his sleeves and left.

The lights in the room flickered, sparks exploded, and her wet hair brushed Meng Ying's fingers.

Meng Ying's heart trembled.

Bone-gnawing heartache hit her, making Meng Ying unable to breathe for a moment.

In the blink of an eye, he gathered up his courage and then lost his courage.

His mind was running rapidly, considering various consequences, but his body overrode and made the decision for him.

He grabbed Bai Zhi's hand and pulled Bai Zhi into his arms. He hugged her from behind, his mouth kept trembling, "I want... I want... I want..."

Bai Zhi was immune to his uncertainty. She didn't believe it, "I don't want it anymore."

Meng Ying didn't know how he could say such a thing. He didn't even think of what to do. In the confusion, he blurted out, "I...I, I...I won't..."

Bai Zhi: "..."

"I...I'm afraid you don't want me...I dare not say..." Meng Ying just wanted to beat her chest, what was he talking about!

Bai Zhi was completely speechless, how could she answer the next sentence.

"Zhi'er, please forgive me?"

"I won't stop going home. I'll tell you wherever I go, okay?"

Meng Ying's voice was still trembling, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

Bai Zhi frowned and sighed, "But I told you before that I don't mind."

Meng Ying was extremely flustered, "But...I...Salan doesn't mind."

Bai Zhi thought about it carefully and felt that something was wrong.

"But I clearly felt it that day." Bai Zhi said, reaching under Meng Ying's body.

Meng Ying was so anxious that she was about to break out in sweat. He hurriedly grabbed Bai Zhi's hand, "This... sometimes works well and sometimes fails..."

Bai Zhi was really frustrated by the roller coaster-like experience and lost her temper.

She couldn't say harsh words because she felt sorry for him, and she didn't want to say soft words because she was angry with him.

"Zhi'er, can you give Sa Lan a little more time?" Meng Ying calmed down a little.

This is the second time Bai Zhi has heard this. The last time was in the cave.

She thought that she was still too impatient and failed to think carefully for him.

"Then can you promise me not to be hot and cold to me again? If this continues, I will be pissed to death." Bai Zhi said angrily.

Meng Ying locked his chin on Bai Zhi's shoulder, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Okay."

Today's emotions left suddenly like a gust of wind, which made Bai Zhi, who had relaxed, feel sleepy.

She turned around, hugged Meng Ying's waist, buried her head in his chest, and closed her eyes in relief, "I feel so sleepy, but my hair is not dry yet."

Meng Ying patted her on the back, then carried her to the bed and put her head on his lap. A waterfall of black hair hung down beside the bed. Meng Ying continued to tease her hair.

"You go to sleep. I will sleep when you are dry." Meng Ying coaxed softly.

"I won't, let's sleep together." Bai Zhi muttered.

"No, Doctor Gu will curse after hearing this." Meng Ying's expression was serious and her movements were so gentle that it made people sleepy.

"Then I'll chat with you." Bai Zhi tried her best to blink her dry eyes, trying not to fall asleep.

"Okay. What does the princess want to talk about?" Meng Ying asked her with raised lips.

"I want to hear what your Minister of Rites is responsible for specifically? Why doesn't Emperor Father give you a bigger official? Or an official with more real power?"

Meng Ying was amused by this question, and he answered seriously, "In charge of etiquette and music, in charge of diplomacy, in charge of imperial examinations, there is a lot to do. Although this official is not big, he is very useful."

Bai Zhi was sleepy and curious, so she simply turned over and lay on Meng Ying's lap, "Tell me what you want?"

"Half of the world's life is controlled by soldiers, and the other half is controlled by scholars. The Ministry of Rites is in charge of the imperial examinations, and it holds the life of scholars entering the court. If you can hold the last imperial examination, you can promote many talents. Are you right? When they are given a favor, they will repay it. But this is a very long process."

Meng Ying said, feeling a little melancholy.

"Oh~ I understand. Is it right to let your own people share their rights?"

"The princess is smart!" Meng Ying chuckled.

"Then is our biggest enemy the Queen Mother?"

Meng Ying was silent for a long time and said: "It's not just the Queen Mother, it's many people."

Bai Zhi also probably understood the principle of hugging each other to keep warm. Feeling helpless, she asked: "Then what can I do for the prince?"

The last time she entered the palace, she understood that those who could speak in the palace had a force behind them.

She does not have the support of her mother's family, and as far as Meng Ying is concerned, it does not count as any help.

She sometimes wondered if it would be much easier if Meng Ying married noble girls from those aristocratic families.

Meng Ying chuckled, "Your existence is like a bright light. You don't need to do anything. As long as you are here, for Sa Lan, it is already a gift from God."

This sounded nice, but Bai Zhi didn't understand its meaning at that time. It wasn't until a long time later that she woke up from a dream.

The two chatted for a while, but Bai Zhi couldn't hold back her sleepiness and fell asleep.

Meng Ying waited until Bai Zhi's hair was dry, then laid her on the bed and kissed her gently on the lips.

The past few days have been busy and her mind has been restless. The stubble on Meng Ying's lips sprouted slightly, piercing Bai Zhi's face and waking up Bai Zhi.

Half asleep and half awake, Bai Zhi hooked up Meng Ying's neck, hugged her tightly, and kept repeating this sentence, "I thought you didn't want me anymore."

Meng Ying was very sad, but he could still think calmly when he was alone. But in front of her, all his calmness would instantly collapse.

Today's soft-heartedness, how can we correct it?