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

In the quaint and simple cabin, the walls are covered with crooked calligraphy and paintings.

From the irregular graffiti to the scattered radicals, Bai Zhi's fingers gently touched the scratches, as if they were smoothing Jin'er's short life.

Meng Ying crossed her legs on the futon and calmly recounted all the unbearable memories, followed by a long sigh, mixed with severe heartache and guilt, full of regret.

"You should remember her." This sentence escaped from Bai Zhi's throat, "Well, Jin'er lost her life for you. Even if your heart breaks when you think about it, you can never forget her in this life."

Meng Ying lowered her eyes, her eyelashes couldn't stop trembling slightly, "What the princess said is true, and I can never forget it."

At this point, Meng Ying closed his eyes. As soon as he closed his eyes, the image of the headless corpse appeared in his mind, making the hair on his body stand on end and making him feel cold all over. His shoulders became tense, as if he was struggling to resist the darkness that was about to sweep him into.

He was here many years ago and swore a poisonous oath that he would kill those who harmed Jin'er and his mother-in-law into pieces one by one.

But the abbot locked him up, and the ten and a half months of solitude in Jin'er's cabin made him calm down a lot. At that time, he said that he wanted to take revenge, which was like a cricket shaking a tree or a mantis using its arm as a chariot.

He is too weak.

He fled all the way. No matter where he fled, someone would definitely report him. Even kind-hearted people could not withstand the oppression of a small official and could only confess him. The enemy's power is everywhere and pervasive, from the court to the countryside.

After calming down, Meng Ying chose to stay in hibernation. He shaved his head and became a monk, and became vigilant as Jin'er.

While practicing martial arts hard at Lianshan Temple and studying, he asked his grandfather in the north for help. Meng Ying, who received the support of the Northern Territory, began to secretly expand the power of the Northern Territory while buying and selling land as a merchant. While heading west, organize trade routes, establish Shadow Pavilions, and collect intelligence.

Eight years of miserable life passed by in a flash.

He finally waited until his father and emperor overturned the case for his mother and concubine, but he was too impatient and wanted to kill his enemy right away, so Meng Ying took revenge all the way, killing with red eyes and killing his conscience, like a Shura in hell. He killed people to the point of numbness, completely ignoring the overall situation of his father and the relationship between brothers and sisters. He didn't even want to let go of his beloved younger brothers, sisters, and brothers.

But these enemies cannot be killed no matter how hard they are killed!

But he never regretted it, but sometimes he would wake up from his dreams and wake up early in the morning. When he saw himself in the mirror, he would feel that his face looked like a ghost.

It’s chilling!

Meng Ying did not stop. He had already lost himself in hatred, and even forgot that his original intention was to avenge his mother-in-law and Jin'er, and turned into a walking zombie who only knew how to kill.

Until four years ago, he took control of the palace and planned to fight to the death with the Queen Mother and Queen Zhuo, forcing his father to depose the prince.

That night, he did cut off Queen Zhuo's head with his own hands, but Meng Ying had no pleasure in revenge.

Before Queen Zhuo died, she was still chanting, "Ju Lang..."

That is the name of Queen Zhuo's lover.

Meng Yingfan suddenly woke up, because he knew very well that Empress Zhuo, a woman who was supposed to stay and fly with her lover, had to marry into the palace because she was born into the Zhuo family, and became a tool to maintain imperial power.

All of them, as well as all the people killed by Meng Ying, are just tools in the game. If anyone is put in this position, they will unconsciously go this far for the sake of power and interests.

There is no use killing someone.

He wants to destroy this situation, destroy this situation that has imprisoned Chen Kingdom for nearly a hundred years.

Emperor Jingde was very angry with Meng Ying for a while, so he punished him by confining him to Chenjing, but he kept covering up for Meng Ying behind his back.

At this point, this crazy revenge has come to an end.

These darkest memories seemed to have frozen into ice in Meng Ying's blood. As long as he lived and breathed, he felt cold and painful.

Bai Zhi turned around and saw Meng Ying closing her eyes tightly, frowning, trying hard to suppress the trembling in her body.

Her heart suddenly started to hurt.

Bai Zhi bit her lip, knelt down, hugged Meng Ying tightly, and wrapped her arms around his broad body.

The sudden warm embrace tightly bound the cold body.

Meng Ying slowly opened her eyes and saw her thin shoulders and petite body.

Bai Zhi raised her head slightly, her eyes filled with distressed tears, her lips still trembling a little, she opened her red lips lightly, "Your Majesty..."

Meng Ying's eyes were filled with frost, "Huh?"

"You have to remember Jin'er, you have to remember your mother and concubine, you have to remember your teacher, you have to remember so many people..." At this point, Bai Zhi choked up and couldn't speak.

She gathered her emotions and took a sharp breath, but her tears rolled down at this moment, "But you must also remember me... I hope you are well... If you have a bad life... I will feel uncomfortable..."

When Meng Ying heard this, a little light suddenly gathered in her eyes shrouded in thick fog.

Yes, although the guilt for the deceased is unforgettable, there are still people in this world who are desperately trying to save him.

There is no reason to only think about those who came before you and ignore the people in front of you.

If life cannot be perfect, at least he should do what he can.

Gradually, the pain and frost in Meng Ying's eyes melted away. He lowered his head and gently touched Bai Zhi's lips, and they were separated by one touch.

"As long as you are here, I will live well..." Meng Ying hugged Bai Zhi back and breathed softly into her ear.

As long as she is here, Meng Ying can really feel the long-lost warmth in her life resurrecting in her body.

If he didn't have so many unfulfilled responsibilities, if he didn't take every step of the way, he would have loved her unreservedly until he grew old and died...

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Meng Ying fell asleep under Bai Zhi's gentle coaxing.

In the dream, he seemed to have become the young man who had everything again. When he reached the age of marrying a wife, his parents' eldest sister found a new wife for him.

His wife is an elf girl who comes from nowhere, and she often makes him smile from ear to ear. They just have children like this, and the children are sometimes naughty and sometimes well-behaved, which is very interesting.

Meng Ying was immersed in an extremely beautiful dream and refused to wake up.

It wasn't until Bai Zhi had finished her breakfast and tiptoed into the room that Meng Ying slowly woke up.

Bai Zhi was gnawing on a pear, and the pear flesh rang loudly in her mouth. She met Meng Ying's sleepy eyes and immediately showed an embarrassed smile, "Did I wake you up?"

Meng Ying squinted her eyes, feeling very unhappy that she got up alone! He shrank back into bed angrily, then shook his head and said displeasedly, "Why doesn't the princess call her Sa Lan?"

"Look at you sleeping soundly!" After saying that, Bai Zhi took another big bite of pear meat and then handed it to Meng Ying's mouth, "Try it, the abbot grandpa gave it to me. He grew it himself, but It’s so sweet! It’s juicy enough!”

Meng Ying snatched the pear from Bai Zhi's hand, "Isn't it the day of menstruation? Still eat it!"

Bai Zhi looked shocked, "Is it today?"

"Yes!"

"No, it's not here yet. It's okay to eat something!" Bai Zhi took the pear and started to chew it.

After Meng Ying finished washing up, Bai Zhi stood in front of him excitedly, with her hands behind her back and a mysterious smile on her face.

Meng Ying didn't ask, just wanted to see what she was doing, packed up and was about to leave.

This move made Bai Zhi very anxious. She grabbed his hand and said, "You, you, you, don't leave! I have something to give you!"

Meng Ying always accepted the hand that was offered to her. He unconsciously put it in his hand and squeezed it, then raised his eyebrows slightly, "Oh? Let's show it to Sa Lan."

Bai Zhi shook the scroll in her hand, and the scroll unfolded with the force of gravity.

There is a woman in the painting dancing gracefully. Beautiful face, nimble dancing posture, and charming smile.

Meng Ying only glanced at it and froze on the spot.

After being stunned for a long time, until Bai Zhi's heart began to beat, Meng Ying raised her hand and gently brushed the scroll.

The fingers with clear joints gently brushed the eyebrows, nose, and lips of the woman in the painting. They were all the same as his.

Meng Ying's throat tightened, and it took a long time before she managed to squeeze out a sentence, "Jin'er...if she were alive, she should be so bright and moving..."