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

Bai Zhi entered the room lightly. The room was warm, and the weak lights flickered on and off, making her look a little carefree.

Sandalwood was burning in the incense burner. It was a very familiar smell to Angelica dahurica, which inexplicably made her mood calmer.

Bai Zhi made some preparations in her mind, and walked to the bedside, only to see Meng Ying sleeping deeply, her long breathing a little heavy, and he slept unprepared.

Bai Zhi rarely saw Meng Ying sleep so deeply. Meng Ying was not a sleepy person. In the past, he went to bed later than Bai Zhi and got up earlier than Bai Zhi. Almost every time Bai Zhi opened her eyes, she saw an energetic Meng Ying. Ying.

Even when she woke up at night, Meng Ying could wake up with her and then coax her to sleep again.

It is rare to see Meng Ying like this now, maybe she is too tired.

Such thoughts made Bai Zhi couldn't help but reflect on herself, whether she was a bit pretentious.

She tucked Meng Ying in, sighed deeply, and swallowed all the questions she had prepared.

Forget it, let him sleep. When he wakes up, he will accuse him of neglecting her.

Bai Zhi got into the bed carefully. The soreness in her bones made Bai Zhi feel comfortable for a while. The bed that someone had warmed actually warmed Bai Zhi's cold hands and feet instantly.

Bai Zhi couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

Although Bai Zhi was already very light, Meng Ying was still stimulated by the slight sound in his sleep. He rubbed towards Bai Zhi unconsciously, and then stretched out his arms to hug Bai Zhi.

Bai Zhi didn't dare to move for a moment. Did she wake him up?

Bai Zhi glanced at Meng Ying, only to see that Meng Ying still closed her eyes tightly and did not wake up.

Meng Ying hugged Bai Zhi unconsciously, pressed her hot body against her, and then gently kissed Bai Zhi's forehead, and then there was no movement again.

The moist and hot breath kept hitting Bai Zhi's forehead, making Bai Zhi's heart uneasy and restless.

What is going to happen?

It is said that women in love always worry about gains and losses, but how can this feeling of hot and cold not drive people crazy!

Bai Zhi feels wronged and greedy.

The complex emotions tugged at Bai Zhi's nerves, causing her emotions to rise and fall, and she cried aggrievedly again.

feels awful!

She really wanted to wake him up right now, listen to him say he loved her, listen to her promise, and listen to his indulgent coaxing.

It was as if this broken heart could heal itself in an instant as long as he held it up.

She squeezed into Meng Ying's arms, sobbing softly, trying to wake him up with this subtle movement.

But he really didn't want to disturb his sweet dream.

Tangled and pulled, feeling sorry for myself and him.

Bai Zhi gradually became sleepy, huddled in Meng Ying's arms and fell asleep.

Xiao Yang sat outside the door and listened to the two of them breathing gradually steadily, and the big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground smoothly.

He looked at the corner of the crescent moon gradually revealed after the drizzle, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

So, for the best.

After guarding for a while, the fatigue accumulated from the high mental stress these days gradually came back.

He also went to change his clothes tiredly and take a good bath.

late at night.

The breeze is cool and the moon is like a hook.

People are waiting for dawn in their dreams.

Bai Zhi had palpitations in her dream. She began to have a dull pain in her abdomen and her hands and feet felt cold.

The pain in the dream was so real that it made her flee in panic.

She woke up with a start.

When I woke up in a cold sweat, even my vest was soaked through.

How to do?

She looked at Meng Ying who was sleeping beside her, feeling a little at a loss.

The poison took effect last night, and it happened again tonight. Even if I have an indestructible body, it is difficult for me to withstand such pain.

Bai Zhi shook Meng Ying's arm helplessly. Meng Ying frowned but did not wake up.

She whispered in Meng Ying's ear, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, wake up!"

Meng Ying frowned more and more, but she still didn't wake up.

In order to help Meng Ying regain more energy tomorrow, Dr. Gu gave him a few injections.

Meng Ying is basically in a coma now and will not wake up until dawn.

Bai Zhi was anxious, so anxious that her toes were curled up and every part of her body was tense, "Your Majesty! Please help me! Please help me!"

Bai Zhi was so anxious that she cried, but Meng Ying seemed to have fallen asleep.

Bai Zhi was filled with disappointment. She tried her best to escape. Didn't she think that the prince could save her?

But now, the prince was right in front of her, but it was as if he couldn't hear her. He ignored her, ignored her, and didn't ask.

Bai Zhi lost her mind for a moment. She suppressed her anger and roared, "My lord...why don't you save me? Why on earth?"

Meng Ying's eyes moved, but only a little of the whites of her eyes were exposed.

The cry was in vain, and Bai Zhi rolled to the ground in pain. At this time, Bai Zhi couldn't even care about her disappointment. She rolled all over the floor and rolled under the table unknowingly.

She huddled under the table and hugged her legs with all her strength, as if she was trying to bury her knees into her chest.

The bottomless pain turned into despair, completely replacing Bai Zhi's reason.

The last life-saving straw, Meng Ying, also dissipated like a mirror, shattered, collapsed, and finally turned into powder and disappeared completely.

She chewed on the table leg, leaving teeth marks one after another on the fine wood.

Jingle Bell--

Suddenly, a crisp ringing sound came from nowhere.

Ding-dang-dang-dang, like celestial music.

Bai Zhi was stunned.

It's like the tiger that has been hungry for months and sees a lone antelope. Like the dry desert, the rain suddenly fell. Like the patient who had been ill for a long time and found a good doctor.

Bai Zhi rushed out of the room almost like crazy, without shoes and thin clothes.

She plunged into the dark night, looking for that ray of light.

At this time, in Meng Ying's dream, he was holding a broken sword and fighting against a million-strong army alone!

He heard Bai Zhi calling him, asking for help, and then asking himself to save her.

Her crying was in her ears, and she cried like the sky was falling.

but……

But no matter how hard you kill them, you can’t finish them off?

Why does it happen that after killing one, another one appears immediately?

Why?

Meng Ying roared heart-breakingly, waving the broken sword in his hand, and chopped off heads one by one, "Fuck them all! Die! Die!"

He waved his hand vigorously to break the sword, his scarlet eyes filled with endless killing intent.

Heads rolled down one by one, and the corpses at his feet had piled up into a mountain. He stepped on the mountain of corpses and climbed up step by step, to the top of the mountain.

Enemies were still running toward him in a steady stream, and the mountain of corpses was getting higher and higher, becoming steeper and steeper.

Dark clouds were pressing down on him, and he looked back behind him, but there was no one there.

Where is the mother-in-law? Where is Jin'er? Where is the teacher? Where is your best friend?

Suddenly, his chest was penetrated by a spear, and blood splattered everywhere.

Weirdly, it didn't hurt at all. But it reminded him that those people were all dead, because of his incompetence, they all died!

He lowered his head numbly. The head rolled several times and landed at Meng Ying's feet, facing upwards with his eyes wide open.

Meng Ying's breath suffocated, and her mind went blank. It was the emperor!

Meng Ying was so frightened that she fell to the ground. There was another human head in her hand. The black hair of this head was wrapped around his fingertips, as if she was telling him that they would never be separated.

Meng Ying carefully turned over his head. In an instant, the world was silent, and a mouthful of blood gushes out of his mouth.

It's her, it's her!

She is his wife, the wife who shares the same heart as his husband and wife, the Mingyue girl who said she would take care of her for the rest of her life!

Meng Ying raised her hand to cut off the sword, and without any hesitation, she cut her own throat.