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

After seeing off King Xuan and the others, Bai Zhi sat alone on the big stone slab at the entrance of the bamboo forest, thinking a lot.

The breeze blows, the rustling of bamboo leaves, the fragrance of bamboo blows in my face, and the mess in my mind is gradually calmed down.

Just like the tranquility brought by the white clothes, the faint smile, and the deep black eyes.

Bai Zhi didn't know why Meng Ying made her feel this way. Could it be because he was a monk and he was convinced that all monks were benevolent. Thinking this way, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.

Meng Ying strolled over from one side and saw Bai Zhi lying on her back on the big stone slab, basking in the sun with her eyes closed. His arms were spread out, and one of his legs was hanging outside the stone slab, swaying rhythmically. The smile on his lips never diminished, and he looked very happy.

Another breeze blew, and the bamboo shadows swayed, casting bright and dark swaying shadows on Bai Zhi's fat face and her jade-white neck, like an ink bamboo rhyme splashed on her body.

Meng Ying's heart was shaken when she saw it, and she couldn't help but laugh, revealing her white teeth under her bright red lips.

"Princess, Sa Lan has been looking for you for a long time, but you are just here enjoying the sunshine."

When the gentle voice came, Bai Zhi, who was so comfortable that she was about to fall asleep, was suddenly startled and sat up with a snap.

I had just laid down on the stone floor and loosened my bun. When I got up too hard, my hairpin was thrown away. Like a waterfall of black hair, sloping down and flying in the wind.

Bai Zhi grabbed the beaded hairpin randomly, stood up and swayed slightly, performed the ceremony that Lihua taught her in an awkward manner, and said awkwardly: "Your Majesty."

Then she hurriedly pulled up her hair, trying to restore her hair, but the hair of ancient people was too complicated, and Bai Zhi hadn't learned how to do it yet. Now that someone was staring in front of him, he was even more embarrassed and his thoughts were flying wildly, and he couldn't restrain himself no matter what. In the end, I had to knead it into a ball, insert the hairpin casually, and fix the hair with a strange texture.

Meng Ying looked at her embarrassment, but found it very interesting and did not interrupt her. Her appearance was far different from what he thought. He originally thought that they were forcibly tied together because they disobeyed the emperor's orders. Therefore, he respects her, does not take any action towards her, and does not meet her. They are just two strangers living in the same house. Send her away in the future, and forget about this bad relationship.

But now I see her with her hair disheveled, as if she were only seen in a couple's boudoir. He couldn't help but feel moved in his heart. He never thought that he would have a wife.

He couldn't help but be stunned, but after seeing her final messy result, he even chuckled, "Haha, the princess's hair combing skills are really unique!"

When Bai Zhi heard this, her face suddenly turned red to her ears. She knew that he was speaking sarcastically, but she was unable to refute. She said awkwardly: "Uh...it's okay."

As he was speaking, the mess of hair that had been temporarily controlled by the strange force quietly scattered, and the hairpin slid down to the ground.

Bai Zhi was about to bend down to pick it up, but Meng Ying beat her to it.

Meng Ying stood up slowly, holding the pearl hairpin in her hand, and said with a smile: "Sa Lan, help you."

As soon as she finished speaking, Meng Ying had already turned behind Bai Zhi.

Meng Ying's long, protruding fingers inserted into her slightly cool black hair, and she couldn't help but tremble. I can’t remember how long it’s been since I touched my hair. It’s been so long that I’ve forgotten the feel of my hair. This gentle touch stirred up a memory of the world in Meng Ying's heart.

Meng Ying carefully gathered the hair behind Bai Zhi's ears. The warm touch of her fingertips touched the skin behind Bai Zhi's ears, and Bai Zhi couldn't help but tremble. Oh my God, a monk with no hair is combing my hair. This scene is very weird when I think about it.

Bai Zhi's hair was twisted into a ball by herself just now, and it was very knotted. Meng Ying was not in a hurry, so she smoothed it out one by one with gentle movements. Although there was a pulling feeling, there was no pain at all.

The surroundings were eerily quiet, except for the occasional chirping of birds and the rustling of bamboo leaves. Bai Zhi just waited quietly, sometimes feeling the warm breath coming from the person behind her, sometimes smelling the scent of sandalwood wafting from his clothes, and sometimes being touched lightly by warm fingertips.

After a long while, Meng Ying simply pulled up Bai Zhi's hair. She was about to use a hairpin to pick out the hair close to her scalp when she accidentally pulled a healthy hair.

Because the whole process was too gentle before, Bai Zhi inadvertently hissed when the sudden pain hit her.

Meng Ying completed the whole movement, and when she heard her hiss, she quickly said softly: "What's wrong? I haven't done this for many years, and my hand is raw. Please forgive me, Princess."

His voice is very nice, clear, clean and magnetic, like a big brother telling a story to the little princess with a storybook.

It was clearly Bai Zhi's turn to thank her, but he apologized first. Bai Zhi was frightened and hurriedly waved her hands and said: "No, it doesn't hurt at all."

Meng Ying heard this and looked at Bai Zhi with a smile, "Are you still satisfied?"

Bai Zhi gently touched the bun that had been tied up, only half of it was tied up, and the other half was gently placed on the back, swaying in the wind.

"Don't you need to tie up the ones below?" Bai Zhi asked with her big eyes. In this era, married women had to have their hair tied up to be formal.

Meng Ying shook her head slightly, "It doesn't hurt to be more casual at home."

At home, he says this is home. This short sentence made Bai Zhi's heart feel warm. She looked up at the person in front of her. She couldn't express her feelings, but she couldn't look away for a long time.

Maybe Meng Ying felt a little uncomfortable after being stared at for a long time, so she coughed lightly and said, "Princess, would you like to come with me to Yuanchen Residence for dinner?"

Bai Zhi finally came back to her senses. When she heard that he wanted to have dinner with her, she nodded in fascination.

Along the way, the two didn't talk much and just walked side by side. Bai Zhi didn't know if the other party walked so slowly to accommodate her. She only knew that the ten-minute journey took half an hour.

Arriving at Yuanchen Residence, Meng Ying gently opened his door. The room is not big. Looking from the door, you can only see the main room. The whole room is very simple. Except for the bright window facing south, there are calligraphy and paintings hanging on the other two walls. There are two Taishi chairs at the top of the hall, separated by a square table with tea on the table. On one side of the bright window, there is a simple wooden cabinet. There is also a tablet in the open cabinet in the center. Due to the angle, Bai Zhi cannot see what is written on it.

In front of the cabinet is a rectangular high-legged wooden table with an incense burner placed on it. The incense burner is filled with incense that has been burned until only a section is left.

As far as the eye could see, there was nothing else in this room.

Bai Zhi felt strange in her heart. She had knocked on this door many times, but it had never been opened for her. Now he came in, which made her a little hesitant, as if she was breaking into someone else's private property.

Meng Ying entered the room elegantly, sat on a chair in the middle of the room, and then looked at Bai Zhi standing blankly at the door, a little puzzled. After frowning slightly, she waved to Bai Zhi, "Princess, come here."

His "coming" was like a magic spell. Before Bai Zhi could even react, the man had already passed by. When he came back to his senses, he was suddenly shocked.

As soon as you enter, you will be greeted by the elegant sandalwood scent, which is very refreshing. The smell of sandalwood seems to close the five senses, and as soon as you come in, you consciously want to be pure.

"Sit." Meng Ying pointed to the stool next to her.

Well, Bai Zhi admitted that he was stunned and did everything he said. No, by the time she reacted, she had already sat down on another chair next to Meng Ying.

Meng Ying poured a cup of tea for Bai Zhi, "Princess, what do you want to eat tonight? I'll let the kitchen do it."

"Anything is fine." Bai Zhi replied cautiously.

Meng Ying took a sip of tea, sighed slightly, and said calmly, "Princess, I want to talk to you about what happened recently."

Bai Zhi was about to swallow a sip of tea when she heard the words, but she almost spit it out. However, she still had reason to hold back, and then she choked it in her throat and kept coughing.