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

The mountain road was rugged and slippery on rainy days, so Bai Zhi and Meng Ying's feet were covered in mud.

Bai Zhi held Meng Ying's hand and walked carefully, but her feet still slipped.

A drizzle fell from the sky. Through the lush branches and leaves, it condensed into larger water droplets. One by one, it hit Bai Zhi's face accurately and wetted the broken hair on her forehead. It was cold and "surprising".

"Why does the rain only hit me and not you?" Bai Zhi asked Meng Ying with a puzzled look on her face.

Meng Ying smiled slightly and said, "As long as the princess silently recites in her heart, "It won't rain on me, it won't rain on me" twenty-seven times, the rain will not rain on you."

Bai Zhi: "Do you think I am a three-year-old child?"

"Princess, you might as well give it a try." Meng Ying raised her eyebrows.

Although it sounds outrageous, there is no harm in cooperating with his nonsense.

Bai Zhi raised her eyebrows and said, "Just try it! If it doesn't work, I'll punish you by not being able to eat tonight."

Meng Ying: "..."

Bai Zhi began to mutter something, clasped her hands together, and began to pray to God, "It can't rain on me, it can't rain on me..."

Once, twice, three times...

Twenty-six, twenty-seven.

Nothing happened!

Bai Zhi pretended to be angry, put her hands on her hips, and turned around to settle the score with Meng Ying.

The moment he turned around, a flash of eye-catching green came into view, covering the top of his head.

What a big taro leaf umbrella!

Only then did Bai Zhi notice that the surroundings were covered with tall and short taro leaves. The jade dew was hanging down, like pearls on an assembly line. They were beating chaotically and orderly along the umbrella veins. Finally, like elves, they burrowed into the soil and hid. stand up.

In a daze, it felt like I had strayed into the green fairy forest.

The light rain and mist seemed to cover the vast emerald green with a layer of gauze. The mist was hazy and the green was so real.

And he was wearing a plain robe, holding a taro umbrella, smiling lightly in the green.

He stood in this fairy forest, as if he had restrained the light of the sky, and then exuded the light of the sky, which was so beautiful and unexpected.

When the master of traditional Chinese painting saw this freehand beauty, he was so inspired that he ran around looking for paper and pen.

Bai Zhi couldn't help but stare blankly, wondering in her heart, this person must have added a filter!

Seeing her stunned, Meng Ying frowned slightly, "Princess?"

Bai Zhi suddenly rushed under the taro umbrella and pounced on Meng Ying, knocking Meng Ying staggering.

"I caught a fairy!" She spread her eyebrows and smiled brightly.

The secret guard behind him hurriedly looked away, unable to see the two men.

"Young lady, I admit my mistake. I am an ordinary person." Meng Ying cooperated with her "convulsions" as always.

"I have piercing eyes! I will never admit my mistake!"

"I think the girl is so blind that she mistook an ordinary person for a fairy!"

"I'm not blind!"

"You're blind!"

……

The rain was getting a little heavier, and the taro umbrella made a tinkling sound when it was hit by raindrops, like big and small beads falling on a jade plate.

Dropping, blooming, and then following the veins of the umbrella, each drop fell into the soil.

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Drop by drop of rainwater trickled down the winding stone walls into the dark cave.

Xiao Yang, a nine-year-old boy in ragged clothes, huddled in a corner of the cave, his eyes dull, counting the raindrops.

So hungry.

So hungry.

Today is Mrs. Zhuo’s first day, and also my mother’s first day.

Mrs. Zhuo and her mother were both killed by him. There were also a dozen servants of the Zhuo family who were also killed by him.

It seems like he shouldn't be alive in this world.

But he was afraid that if he died, his body might be eaten by wild dogs, the wild dogs might be eaten by gray wolves, the gray wolves might be eaten by tigers, the tigers might be eaten by brown bears, and the brown bears might be eaten by tigers. The general caught it and ate it with the people in the palace.

General Zhuo and everyone in Zhuo Mansion will die.

He likes General Zhuo and doesn't want him to die.

General Zhuo took him to this place called Chenjing. For the first time, he lived in a clean room with thick bedding. There was no blood or urine on the bedding, and there was a faint fragrance. He liked it very much.

As soon as he entered Zhuo's mansion, a beautiful little girl threw herself into General Zhuo's arms and shouted Daddy.

She had a nice smile, like a sister who used to work in Datongpu. She once gave me a very hard steamed bun. She said she couldn't bite it anymore and asked me to help her eat it. The next day she disappeared.

This beautiful little girl took General Zhuo's hand, pointed at him and asked, "Dad, who is he?"

Xiao Yang couldn't remember Zhuo Yunjun's expression clearly, but only remembered his words, "His name is Xiao Yang. He will live in the yard from now on. You should stay away from him."

After hearing this, the beautiful girl shouted, "Xiao Yang!"

Xiao Yang was stunned, at a loss, and hid behind his mother.

"My name is Zhuo Ling! You look like my brother! My brother's name is Zhuo Yao! But you are taller than him. How old are you?"

Xiao Yang was even more at a loss. He pulled the hem of his mother's skirt and asked: "Mom, I...how old am I?"

Mother thought for a while and said, "Seven years old."

Zhuo Ling had a look of understanding on her face, "Oh! You are one year older than my brother! One year younger than me! If the brother in A Niang's belly is born, then you will be seven years older than him! But A Niang said, I don’t know if he’s a younger brother or a younger sister, but it doesn’t matter if he’s a younger sister! Grandma said, I’m the oldest in this yard, I’m the eldest sister, my younger brothers and sisters have to listen to me, and you have to listen to me too!”

She said a lot in one breath, but Xiao Yang didn't understand it completely. His mind was filled with the words brother, sister, brother, and sister.

General Zhuo said, "You can live in this courtyard, but don't get close to others, stay far away, or they will all die!"

Xiao Yang nodded happily, and then he always watched the two siblings fighting from a distance.

Yes, it's a fight.

No one seems to be stopping them and they can play from morning till night.

Zhuo Yao was still short and couldn't defeat Zhuo Ling at all, but he worked hard and could chop at the wooden stakes for a long time every day.

One time, Zhuo Yao took advantage of the absence of his servants and approached Xiao Yang and asked Xiao Yang, "What did you eat to grow so tall?"

Xiao Yang hesitated, "Eat hard steamed buns..."

Zhuo Yao looked serious, "Really?"

Xiao Yang nodded.

Later, Mrs. Zhuo's child was born, a young master. Zhuo Yao and Zhuo Ling stopped fighting and were busy visiting the young master every day.

When Zhuo Ling thought that there was another little one in the house who would become her subordinate, she became even more nervous when she walked.

Zhuo Yao sometimes held a wooden sword and wanted to challenge Xiao Yang, but was stopped by the housekeeper. Sometimes, he would be whipped a few times.

During that time, Xiao Yang felt that this place was paradise.

But the good times didn't last long. One night, Mrs. Zhuo rushed to her mother's room with disheveled hair and pointed a sword directly at her mother's throat.

Mrs. Zhuo's face turned pale and she spoke hoarsely, "He said he wanted to be with me for the rest of his life! He said he would only be with me in this life!"

"Where do you come from, woman! Why do you want to seduce him!"

"Did you lie to him? There is nothing between you, right? This kid is just a bastard, right?"

"He has never had any affair with you, right?"

"He is the King of Zhennan of the Chen Kingdom. He hates the Nanmanzi so much. How could he treat you, treat you..."

His mother blocked him behind her, then knelt down with tears in her eyes and trembling: "Mrs. Zhuo, please calm down, he was framed for that night."

"It's all the slave's fault. I'm a humble slave! But please, madam, I don't want anything. I just want a shelter from the wind and rain. I just want him to save my son from the poison."

Xiao Yang was so frightened that he also knelt down and kowtowed.