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

Emperor Jingde allowed Bai Zhi to see Meng Ying, but with heavy psychological shackles.

Bai Zhi came home late at night and prepared the freshly stewed tonic soup.

The lights in the room were on, and she stood in front of Meng Ying's door. The black armored guards no longer interfered with her, but her hand when knocking on the door became hesitant, and even her legs and feet seemed to be tied.

After a long time, she put on a smile and knocked on the door, "My lord, are you asleep?"

No sound came from inside the house.

Is the prince asleep, or does he not want to see me?

Bai Zhi flinched, and she even wanted to run away. She comforted herself that it was the prince who fell asleep, and it was the prince who fell asleep.

Her breathing became heavy and she took two steps back unconsciously.

At this time, a somewhat urgent voice came from the room, "Princess, please come in."

When Bai Zhi heard this voice, she wanted to cry.

She still mustered up the courage to push open the door and enter with a gentle smile, "Your Majesty, I thought you were asleep..."

Meng Ying leaned on the thick soft pillow, her face less bright than usual, but more haggard, and even more handsome.

He leaned back lazily and smiled lightly at Bai Zhi, "I can't sleep thinking about you coming..."

Bai Zhi: "..."

Such words were really ambiguous, and she didn't know how to answer them for a moment. Should she pounce on them and act coquettishly as usual, or just respond politely.

Bai Zhi froze there, in a panic, not knowing where to move her hands and feet.

Meng Ying noticed her embarrassment and smiled lightly, "Princess, come here."

Bai Zhi walked over with the soup bowl in a daze. Meng Ying patted the bedside gently and motioned for Bai Zhi to sit down. Bai Zhi obeyed obediently, but her movements were a little sluggish.

This was a panic that anyone with a discerning eye could see, and Meng Ying could see through it at a glance.

Her being so cautious and unprepared made Meng Ying's heart feel as painful as countless steel needles piercing it. He was so uncomfortable that sweat broke out on his forehead and his palms became cold.

Meng Ying's breathing became heavier, and he pulled at the wound, causing him to cough slightly.

Bai Zhi was pulled back from her chaotic thoughts by the sound of coughing, and she asked distressedly: "My lord, are you okay?"

Meng Ying shook her head and smiled lightly, "It's okay. Salan is a little hungry. Doesn't the princess want to wait for Salan to drink by herself?"

His usual tone made Bai Zhi relax, and she scooped up the soup and carefully fed it to Meng Ying.

Meng Ying tilted her head slightly and refused the spoonful of soup.

Bai Zhi's face was full of questions, "What's wrong, Your Majesty?"

"The princess is distracted. What should we do if she burns Sa Lan's tongue?" Meng Ying asked her half-jokingly.

Bai Zhi was stunned and immediately tasted the temperature of the soup. It wasn't too hot!

Forget it, he was a patient. Bai Zhi put it to her mouth and blew on it, then gently brought it to Meng Ying's mouth, and Meng Ying took a mouthful of it obediently.

Meng Ying is also pretentious. If this bowl is hot to the mouth, each spoonful needs to be blown by Angelica dahurica before he is willing to eat it.

Bai Zhi thought the soup was really hot at first, but each spoonful later became cold. Only then did Bai Zhi realize Meng Ying's blatant little intention, which was really funny.

After procrastinating for who knows how long, they finished the bowl of soup, but after finishing the soup, the two fell silent.

Bai Zhi didn't dare to say anything. Those words that she had longed to express for a long time were now taboo words that she could not say.

She just wanted to see Meng Ying's injury. Now that she saw that he was in good spirits, Bai Zhi felt relieved. She smiled and said, "Your Majesty, please rest early. I will come see you tomorrow."

After saying that, Bai Zhi stood up and was about to leave.

Meng Ying took Bai Zhi's soft little hand, her palm was cold but very strong.

"Princess, don't leave. Sa Lan has something to say to you." Meng Ying's voice was a little anxious, a bit pleading.

Bai Zhi sat down obediently and smiled, "Okay, then the prince said, I will listen."

Meng Ying's brows furrowed nervously, and the light in his eyes flickered. He hurriedly said, "It's my fault for Xiao Yang's matter."

When Bai Zhi heard the words, her breathing tightened, and her face changed slightly, but it was fleeting. She smiled brightly and said, "My lord, what are you talking about? Why do you blame me! You bought the antidote for me, and I am grateful to you for returning it." It’s too late!”

When Meng Ying heard this, her brows did not relax at all, but instead tightened even more.

Bai Zhi had no choice but to coax him, "Besides, Xiao Yang is so skilled, what can happen, right?"

Even with good skills, she can't resist Yuejun's various secret poisons, but that's what Bai Zhi thinks in her heart.

"Didn't you say that Xiao Yang is the only one who understands Yue Jun? Then he won't do anything to Xiao Yang."

But Yuejun is a madman. No one can imagine what he will do, or even himself. Bai Zhi recalled the memories of her fingers being pinched, the memories of being punched and kicked by him, and the memories of being whipped, so she spoke a little softer.

"The prince didn't force Xiao Yang to go, it was him who insisted on going. I couldn't persuade him to do so! He must have a way to escape!"

Bai Zhi didn't know if there was a way to escape. Bai Zhi could only imagine what it would be like for him to be forced to take blood.

"Your Majesty, there is no need to apologize to me. I am really grateful to Your Majesty..."

Bai Zhiyan said those words to comfort someone insincerely, and she didn't even notice that Meng Ying's face became paler and the light in her eyes became darker and darker.

Bai Zhi's forced smile made Meng Ying's heart ache.

In the past, Bai Zhi didn't like to tell lies. She was a self-centered person. She would cry when she wanted to cry and laugh when she wanted to laugh. She faced everyone and everything with sincerity.

She is free, she can let her emotions happen, and analyze herself bravely and openly. Even if she is weak, ordinary and imperfect, she never feels anything wrong.

She is self-aware but will not rest on her laurels, which is great courage.

But now, she put on a mask.

Meng Ying could completely guess what Emperor Jingde said to her. If she didn't compromise and agree, how could she not mean it?

This fierce oppression and assimilation is just the beginning.

Now she just doesn't dare to say it, but in the future she won't dare to do it. A little longer, and she won't dare to think about it again, until she erases her original self and becomes what the world wants her to be.

People can live without enthusiasm, but for Meng Ying, this kind of life is not beautiful enough and not worth pursuing.

Meng Ying's breathing became heavier. He tried, he wanted to keep her by his side, he tried to become a couple with her, but the end was so tragic.

He was incompetent and couldn't protect her world, but he couldn't ruin her pursuit of it.

Meng Ying's breathing was messed up, and a mouthful of blood surged into his throat, making him cough. Meng Ying coughed violently, shaking her body, and then spit out a mouthful of blood, staining the mattress red.

Bai Zhi turned pale with fright. He didn't know what he said wrongly to make Meng Ying so excited. She was fine just now. She patted Meng Ying on the back and called for Dr. Gu in a panic.

"Princess, I'm fine. You can go back and rest." Meng Ying said, coughing.

Meng Ying didn't notice that one of his hands at the moment was tightly holding Bai Zhi's hand, refusing to let go at all.

Bai Zhi was so anxious that she couldn't say anything. It wasn't until Doctor Gu came that she cried and begged Doctor Gu to save the prince.

After Meng Ying's condition got better, Bai Zhi was kicked out by Dr. Gu.