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

Meng Ying galloped all the way to the Star-Zhaing Tower, where Imperial Master Yu Jing was drinking alone.

When he saw the person coming, he did not raise his head, but filled up another glass of wine and said, "Yu Jing knows what the prince wants to ask, but I have my own rules and don't care about life or death."

Meng Ying lifted her robe and sat across from Yu Jing, "I don't care about life or death, I only want to ask one question."

Yu Jing sighed and said nothing.

Meng Ying drank a glass of wine and asked attentively: "Will there be any changes in Qiu Lie?"

When Yu Jing heard this, he slammed the table and stood up, "My lord! Do you know what you are asking?"

Meng Ying remained calm and said, "Just answer me."

Yu Jing's eyes were full of disbelief and he wanted to say something, but Meng Ying just sat there quietly without saying a word, with a majestic and calm demeanor that made people dare not offend easily.

Yu Jing swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva, calmed himself down, and then gritted his teeth and said, "No!"

Meng Ying replied lightly, "That's good."

Yu Jing continued, "My lord, although Jing knows that you understand in your heart, I still want to advise you. This autumn hunt has been planned for a long time. My lord, you must show off your skills in the autumn hunt, win the first prize in one fell swoop, establish your prestige, and become famous." Only by broadcasting can those confused scholars and common people see hope and see that the Zhuo family is not alone in the world!"

"Although the princess is missing, your majesty will never allow this to affect Qiu Lie! I hope the prince will think about it clearly!"

Yu Jing's blunt advice made Meng Ying's heart sink again and again. He didn't know the importance of this matter.

The Zhuo family has controlled the government for three dynasties. To erode this huge power, it will take many people and years of hard work.

His father would not allow him to fail, and he himself would not allow it either.

He has to become a flag-waving man with great glory, so that others can rise up and follow his footsteps.

But what about Angelica dahurica?

Meng Ying looked at the starry sky outside the window and sighed, "Life and death are determined by destiny. Is wealth in the sky?"

"Sa Lan feels that power is valuable for the first time in so many years." Meng Ying looked out the window, not as if she was talking to Yu Jing, "When I was a child, I thought that power and responsibility go hand in hand, and it is for the benefit of all people. To eliminate war for the common people. Now it seems that power is nothing more than taking over life and death, it is just about being above all people and seeking benefits for oneself. "

Meng Ying felt that her eyes were filled with fog again. Even though the history books all recorded the cruelty of the royal family, it was her turn to truly experience the pain.

Like his mother and Jin'er, he can't protect his princess now.

When Yu Jing heard this, he felt inexplicably flustered. For him, Meng Ying was the only belief that supported him on this road of revenge.

If one day this belief collapses, he really doesn't know where to devote himself.

He knelt down with a plop, "Jing is willing to make another divination for the prince."

Meng Ying lowered her eyes and was silent for a moment, then raised her eyebrows and looked directly at Yu Jing, with a gleam in her eyes, "Don't you care about life and death? I just want to know her life and death now!"

Yu Jing ignored it, threw the bamboo hexagram away, and then said: "Your Highness, take a look."

Meng Ying looked over and frowned slightly, "I don't understand."

"Yu Jing's hexagram is about the prince's heir."

"What's the explanation?" Meng Ying raised her eyebrows.

"Based on the hexagrams, the prince is destined to have a son," Yu Jing said.

Meng Ying was stunned when she heard this, and then filled herself a glass of wine with her hands trembling slightly.

Meng Ying knew that the prophecies uttered from Yu Jing's mouth would all come true without exception, even if many things sounded unbelievable.

So he never lies, and he doesn't dare to talk about life and death.

Just like when he casually claimed that Bai Zhi was a soul from another world at the Queen's birthday banquet, he was completely on point.

But what Yu Jing said never relied on divination. As long as he has his own judgment on a matter and the result of the judgment, things will move in the direction of that result. But not everything he could answer.

Even he himself didn't know whether this extraordinary ability was just due to good luck or whether it was a real thing.

Therefore, no one knows what the price of this kind of prophecy is. Maybe it's life, maybe it's luck, but it's all just speculation.

Meng Ying believed it, he had to believe what Yu Jing said. Although Yu Jing did not explain who the woman with whom he had a son was, as far as Meng Ying was concerned, it could only be Bai Zhi.

He stood up and nodded slightly to Yu Jing, "Thank you very much."

After saying that, he rode away.

*

Fengshan.

Meng Ying had people prepare special hooks and ropes, and then watched Xiao Yang climb down from the cliff.

The whole process made the soldiers tremble with fear.

Xiao Yang hung the iron hook on the strong mountain along the way, lowered it to a certain position, and then retrieved the iron hook through a special mechanism. After repeating this cautiously many times, we reached the bottom of the cliff just before dark.

Xiao Yang went to the river, washed his face with a handful of water, and finally recovered from the shock.

This cliff is higher than imagined, and it is definitely not a place that can be reached using Qinggong. Xiao Yang took out a charcoal pen and wrote down the height of the cliff on the cowhide cloth.

Before coming down, the prince told him that in addition to finding people, he also had to record the terrain below and the height of the cliff.

As soon as I put away the pen and paper, I glanced at the big rock aside and saw a corpse!

In an instant, Xiao Yang's pupils shrank suddenly and his breathing froze.

No way!

No way! No way! No way! No way!

Xiao Yang thought silently in his heart, it couldn't be her!

His feet were a little weak, and he even dared not look at the man's face. Finally, after being mentally prepared, he plucked up the courage to step forward to check.

When I walked in front of the corpse, my heart felt like a drum, and a sense of panic swept through every corner of my body. My palms were sweaty, my fingers were trembling, and the soles of my feet were cold.

He turned the body over and was instantly relieved. It was a man!

Xiao Yang breathed a long sigh of relief and patted his chest fiercely.

As long as it's not her, that's fine!

Xiao Yang examined the body carefully. Judging from his clothes, he was a soldier of the Zhuo family. Judging from the wounds, he could tell that he was fatal with one knife, and it was done by a master.

Xiao Yang continued walking and found several corpses along the way, including soldiers from the Prince's Palace and soldiers from the Zhuo family.

Doubts ensued.

Why are they at the bottom of the cliff? And who caused those fatal knife wounds?

He couldn't believe that a soldier could have such swordsmanship. If there was a third party force in the canyon area, would he pose a threat to Bai Zhi!

He followed the river and finally reached the Stonehenge where Bai Zhi and the others had stayed.

After careful inspection, there were still traces of fire, and a few blood-stained cloth strips were picked up, which were women's styles!

Xiao Yang was extremely pleasantly surprised. This trace of life at least proved that Bai Zhi was still alive! The princess is still alive!

After Xiao Yang took a short rest at Stonehenge, he followed the traces left by the two men into the dense forest.

Fortunately, the two of them were afraid of getting lost and carved a lot of marks on the tree trunks, so that Xiao Yang could follow them.

Xiao Yang couldn't resist the urge to see Bai Zhi, and followed the marks day and night to search.

On the tenth day when Bai Zhi and Zhuo Ling disappeared.

Zhuo Ling and Xiao Yang finally met.