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

After Bai Zhi was in a daze, she saw that Zhuo Ling was also depressed, and she immediately cheered up.

She quickly moved over and snatched the rabbit from Zhuo Ling's hand, "I'm good at killing rabbits, leave it to me!"

Bai Zhi performed a skin-peeling technique on Zhuo Ling, which made her call her an expert, "You were a little girl who didn't even dare to kill rabbits before!"

"That's not true. I'll look at you with admiration after three days of separation!"

Bai Zhi and Zhuo Ling were busy in the kitchen, frying sugar and stir-frying marinade. The aroma attracted everyone around them. The cooks also brought stools to learn their craft.

Bai Zhi saw that there were too many people, so she asked people to kill several rabbits.

After a busy afternoon, Master Bai finally finished making the spicy rabbit head.

The plate was bright red and covered with chili peppers, which made people shake their heads.

"Can you eat so many chili peppers?" Zhuo Ling refused.

"Yes, this chili has a peppery aroma, but the spiciness is average. You can try it. If it's too spicy, you can try this five-spice one!" Bai Zhi answered.

Tang Xing Aluo Aluo also held a rabbit head and began to chew it. Needless to say, they were assured of Bai Zhi's craftsmanship.

"Princess, it's so spicy!" Tang Xing was so spicy that his nose came out.

A Luo kept wiping Tang Xing's tears and nose with a handkerchief, "Sister A Xing, eat the one that's not spicy!"

Tang Xing laughed and said, "This is so delicious..."

Seeing how happily they were eating, Zhuo Ling also picked up one and tasted it. She could feel the strong stimulation of the chili pepper as soon as she entered her mouth. She chewed it carefully and felt the rich and mellow taste gradually penetrate from the extremely rare skin and flesh. When it comes out, the spiciness turns into a fragrant aroma, it’s really an endless aftertaste!

Bai Zhi leaned forward and put on an expression asking for praise, "How are you, Sister Ling?"

Zhuo Ling raised her eyes, tears welling up in her eyes. She hissed and took a deep breath, "It's delicious!"

Bai Zhi's move made everyone run around, and the whole palace became lively.

The whole house didn't seem so cold anymore.

In the leisure time of the evening, Bai Zhi and Zhuo Ling enjoyed the special sweet-scented osmanthus sugar water and ran after the last sun, hoping to bask in this extremely mild sunshine.

Tang Xing came running over with one of her wooden boxes in her hands. She looked shy and hesitated to speak. She was simply mysterious.

Bai Zhi smiled slyly, "What good stuff is little Axing hiding again? Come and see!"

Tang Xing, who was missing two lower teeth, grinned brightly and innocently. She took out her wooden box and said, "A Xing has a gift for the princess!"

Bai Zhi immediately straightened up, "What? You're making me curious! Take it out and let me have a look!"

Bai Zhi stretched out her hand and scratched Tang Xing's armpit, making Tang Xing giggle. She took out her gift when she was tired of laughing.

It's a pair of embroidered shoes. It was embroidered with a pattern that looked like a tiger and a cat. It was strange, but the stitches were finely embroidered.

Bai Zhi is very familiar with this pattern. When she first learned to embroider, she also embroidered a pair for little Tang Xing. She was impatient and made a fool of herself as a gift. Unexpectedly, Tang Xing also copied it and gave her a complete pair.

Tang Xing said in a sweet voice: "Princess, this is the Garfield cat I learned from you to embroider! Last time A Xing lost the Garfield cat you gave..."

Bai Zhi really didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She pinched her little nose and burst out laughing, "You, you, why are you so pretty and don't learn my ugly three-legged cat kung fu!"

"No! Ah Xing likes it!"

Tang Xing's voice was so sweet that it reached Bai Zhi's heart. Bai Zhi had the urge to burst into tears for a moment.

Aluo also came up and said shyly: "I... also have a gift to give to my sister. My sister has not come back. We are very worried..."

A Luo's current Mandarin speaking is standard and fluent, but he is a little shy.

A Luo took out a book and Bai Zhi opened it curiously. She was shocked on the first page. It turned out to be a butterfly specimen. It was a very common small butterfly. The body was removed and turned into an ink painting with a body and tentacles. , very delicately done.

Bai Zhi continued to turn, each page was full of different butterflies, white, yellow, blue, black, various colors, complex and extremely beautiful.

Bai Zhi's tears fell as she watched. She held back her tears and said, "Aluo likes butterflies?"

A Luo blushed and nodded, "When I was a child, my mother liked her very much...my mother was very beautiful, and my sister was also very beautiful, so..."

So give my sister butterflies.

A Luo couldn't remember what his mother looked like. He only remembered that the hairpin on his mother's head was a butterfly, that there were butterflies on his mother's skirt, and that there were butterflies painted on his mother's books...

Bai Zhi was moved and shocked. At this moment, she felt that she was really happy.

It turns out that she doesn't have everything. Even without Meng Ying, there are still people who are thinking about her.

She suddenly no longer feared loneliness. There was much more in life besides love.

The traces of her hard-working and serious life and the down-to-earth path she took have now truly become the strength to support her.

When she thought she would have nothing if she lost Meng Ying, these little bits of weak strength actually supported her shaky heart.

At this moment, she felt like she was reborn.

Bai Zhi couldn't hold back this huge shock. She yelled at Zhuo Ling, "Sister Ling! I'm so embarrassed! I cried in front of a child!"

Zhuo Ling found it very funny, patted her on the back, and laughed at her childishness.

The afterglow was gradually swallowed up by the night, and the wind became a little bit biting.

Zhuo Ling was about to go home, but Bai Zhi coquettishly held her hand and refused to let her go, "Sister, just stay and sleep. I want to chat with you~"

Although she has realized many things, the hurt is still there, and she is still a little afraid that she will be uncontrollably sad when she is alone.

Zhuo Ling was a little embarrassed, so she explained to Bai Zhi, "It's not that I don't want to. Tomorrow is my mother's death anniversary, and our siblings are all going to pay homage..."

Bai Zhi was slightly startled. It was their mother's death anniversary. Wasn't it also the death anniversary of Xiao Yang's mother?

Xiao Yang exchanged his body for medicine for her, which is something that makes him so uncomfortable that he can't sleep just thinking about it.

Bai Zhi said softly, "Sister, I have a heartfelt request."

"You said."

"Can I go with you to pay homage to Mrs. Zhuo?" Bai Zhi's voice became softer.

Zhuo Ling was stunned for a moment, then laughed softly, "Of course! Zhuo Yao probably won't be able to sleep all night if he knows!"

Who cares about Zhuo Yao!

Bai Zhi just complained in her heart, but she didn't know where Xiao Yang's mother's tomb was. If she wanted to pay homage to Xiao Yang's mother, she couldn't go to Zhuo Ling, but Zhuo Yao.

Bai Zhi took Zhuo Ling's hand and shook it, "Then I'll sleep at your house tonight?"

Zhuo Ling smiled, "Of course that's good! But brother Salan's place..."

Bai Zhi's face darkened. It was more or less not good for a married woman to sleep in other people's homes. Moreover, the relationship between the prince and the Zhuo family was on the same level. If word spread, it would definitely cause gossip.

She is a princess, how can she ignore her husband's dignity? She knows how unethical this is!

However, Meng Ying didn't want to see her, and she was still more or less angry.

She pursed her lips and said to Zhuo Ling guiltily, "Then... let me ask?"