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

Meng Ying didn't seem surprised or happy about Meng Yu's arrival.

This cell has been changed and only has a couch, a pillow and a quilt. Compared with the previous dripping stone cave, the treatment is much better.

Meng Ying didn't move when she saw someone coming. She didn't even open her eyes. She just sat cross-legged on the couch and meditated.

Meng Yu sent someone to bring a small square table and soft cushions, and sat across from Meng Ying.

"Third brother, how are you doing these days?" Meng Yu asked people to arrange the dishes in a row and said pleasantly.

Only then did Meng Ying move, and the thick iron chains on her feet clanged loudly, "Everything is as usual, my brother, I'm sorry."

"Third brother's hair has grown a lot, and his beard has also grown a lot. He should be able to get a hairpin."

"Thank you, Imperial Brother, for keeping me decent." Meng Ying said calmly, her face was calm, and her eyes were like a pool of stagnant water.

"I think you valued your hair the most in the past. I still remember that when I was playing with a soldering iron when I was a child, Meng Xuan accidentally permed your hair. You cried for a long time."

"These are all past events. Did the emperor bring it up this time just to see Sa Lan's jokes?" Meng Ying asked him calmly.

"No way! You are my good brother, it's not too late to love you!" Meng Yu smiled, really looking like an elder brother.

After saying that, he took out a stack of documents, opened a page and showed it to Meng Ying, "Third brother, look, I killed these people, is that enough?"

Meng Ying looked carefully at the light, then frowned slightly, "These people are dead?"

"No! I want them dead! Today I have ordered Zhuo Qingsong to investigate the officials! They won't live long!" Meng Yu said with a proud look on his face, looking at Meng Ying eagerly, expecting him to give some response.

"What's the point of success if you don't die? They should have been discussing countermeasures overnight. Tomorrow Zhuo Qingsong will claim to be ill and refuse to go to court. In a few days, he will kill a few scapegoats and then give you a report." Meng Ying said seriously. Meng Yu analysis.

Meng Yu was obviously a little unconvinced, "Then I don't admit it, can't I just order him to conduct a thorough investigation?"

"He continues to claim illness and refuses to go to court. In a few days, people will impeach each other at the court meeting, bring up several major cases, and create a chaotic atmosphere. A few more people will die to prove their will. Then the official department will be in chaos. Once the official department is in chaos, other people will also Chaos followed. They will blame everything on Zhuo Qingsong, and you have to ask him to come out and take charge of the overall situation. Then he takes the opportunity to threaten you, can you not agree? "

After hearing this, Meng Yu jumped up and said, "Why are they choking you! I'm going to kill Zhuo Qingsong tonight!"

"The Imperial Guards are under the control of the Empress Dowager. If you dare to take action, they will dare to change the emperor." Meng Ying said calmly.

Meng Yu was angry when he heard this, "What should we do? Will we be controlled by them for the rest of our lives?"

Meng Ying let out a long sigh and smiled helplessly, "Meng Yu, wasn't that why my father married my mother and concubine back then? Without the support of power, who would take you seriously!"

After hearing this, Meng Yu drank a glass of wine, and tonight's conversation broke up unhappily.

Meng Yu took away all the objects that could be used by Meng Ying until his room was empty, not even a light was left for him.

Meng Ying could no longer count how many days he had lived like this. He was already as skinny as a stick. The shackles on his feet repeatedly left deep calluses on his limbs, and he could no longer even feel pain.

The person who took care of Meng Ying's daily life was deaf and mute, and Meng Ying could not communicate with him.

Occasionally Meng Yu would come to see him and ask him many questions, and Meng Ying would tell him all the solutions.

He would sometimes test the situation outside, but Meng Yu remained extremely cautious towards him and never mentioned anything that shouldn't be said.

But Meng Yu has been coming frequently recently, and Meng Ying has a hunch that one day he may see the light of day again.

A few days after Meng Yu returned, Wei Liang had already set off to meet Zhuo Yao's newly married wife.

All the major events in the DPRK were exactly what Meng Ying said, which made Meng Yu feel helpless and angry.

He found Meng Ying again, "Third brother, if I let you go one day, can you take back everything that belongs to the Meng family?"

Meng Ying looked up at the tiny skylight of the cell, and gently raised the corners of her mouth, "Do you have any other choice?"

"Then will you kill me?" Meng Yu asked this sentence with difficulty.

Meng Ying turned around and looked at Meng Yu calmly, "What do you think, brother Huang? At this point, Salan thinks you shouldn't ask such a question. If you are greedy for life and afraid of death, how can you fight with them?"

Meng Yu shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Meng Ying, third brother, Sa Lan, brother, I have understood my father's situation before, but I still laughed at him for being stupid. I don't understand why my father is already an emperor, so why can't he enjoy it? There is nothing wrong with being an emperor or a puppet, at least he will remain a high-ranking emperor throughout his life."

"At that time, I thought I would definitely become a good emperor, and I was willing to be a good puppet. But when I actually sat in this position and watched thousands of people worshiping me every day, I couldn't laugh."

"Did you put a curse on me? I actually think you are right, and I want to be a real emperor and a good emperor."

Meng Ying smiled faintly, "Brother Huang and I are from the same roots. It's not unusual for us to think of the same thing."

Meng Yu raised his eyes and looked into Meng Ying's eyes. Even though the two of them were silent, they seemed to know each other's state of mind.

Meng Yu picked up the wine glass and said, "Third brother, it is my brother who is sorry for hurting your princess and your child."

It's okay not to mention it. When Meng Ying mentioned this, she put the wine glass down again.

Meng Yu did not ask for his forgiveness, but drank the wine by himself, and then left Meng Ying's cell.

Meng Yu did not release Meng Ying immediately because he was a person who was greedy for life and afraid of death. If Meng Ying was released to the north, it would be his own death.

Meng Yu has always been struggling, whether to live as a fake emperor or die as a real emperor. He is entangled with himself every day, and the entanglement is getting more and more crazy.

For several days in a row, Meng Yu came to Meng Ying every day to ask him for advice on affairs between the DPRK and China. Meng Yu was very serious every day.

Meng Yu really wanted to keep Meng Ying by his side forever, to guide him when he was confused, and to listen to his troubles when he was depressed.

He felt that at this moment, they became real brothers.

Although Meng Ying didn't want to.

In the days that followed, Meng Ying just waited, waiting for the day he would return to the north, waiting for the day he could avenge his wife and children, and waiting for the day he would regain control of the world.

Over the long years, he had been discouraged, given up, and resented Meng Yu.

But he often felt that if Meng Yu could really be a good emperor, it might not be a flickering hope for Chen State.

So he made suggestions for him and eliminated his enemies for him.

But the more he hoped for it, the more he resented himself. Why didn't he end Meng Yu and make a plan to kill Meng Yu and avenge his wife and children?

The long psychological tug-of-war is exhausting and torturous.

He wonders if his wife and children will hate him?

He had imagined countless times that if he met her on the road to hell, what kind of expression would he use to face her?

Maybe he could only pass by her in despair, pretending not to know.

How can a person with a strong heart live a magnanimous life?

Fortunately, he was almost there. Meng Yu said that he would arrange for the black-armored guards to send him back to the north in ten days.

But the ones waiting first were not Meng Yu's personal guards.

But Xuan Wang Meng Xuan!