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

After a long embrace between father and son, they carried Meng Ying into the palace on a chariot.

You Zhenzhen just wanted to interrupt all the way and talk about the difficulties of these years, but Mei Boyang stared at her with eyes full of threats, not giving her a chance.

Under Mei Boyang's guidance, Meng Ying first went to see Mei Gong.

Mr. Mei was already eighty-two years old, and he became increasingly inactive. When the news of Meng Ying's return came from his servants, he sat up from the bed suddenly, suspecting that he must have heard wrongly.

It wasn't until he saw Meng Ying coming in that he burst into tears, "My son, it's my grandfather who failed to protect you and save your mother."

Meng Ying knelt down with difficulty and kowtowed to Meigong, "It is Ying who is unfilial and makes grandpa worry about it."

After sighing for a long time, Mei Gongping retreated, leaving only Meng Ying in the room.

Mei Gong tremblingly put his hand on Meng Ying's shoulder, "Ying'er, my grandfather failed to find Jing'er's mother for you. It's my grandfather who feels sorry for you."

Meng Ying was slightly startled, "I already know where she is, so grandpa doesn't need to worry about it."

Mei Gong breathed a sigh of relief, "Oh... that's good! That's good! Ying'er, I'm getting old, my mind has become confused, and I often don't know what I'm doing..."

"Why did my grandfather feel this way?" Meng Ying asked respectfully.

Mei Gong's muddy voice came, "Can people from different parts of the world really be integrated? Their food is different, their beliefs are different, and their pursuits are different. What are we insisting on?"

"You may not know about Boyang and the Queen..." Mei Gong was a little embarrassed to say.

"I know everything." Meng Ying said.

"That's good, you know. I'm ashamed to say it, but with Emperor Jingde's appearance, I also thought about letting Boyang take the world into his pocket, so I let them go..."

"But my grandfather hoped that someone would come to clean up this mess, and Boyang became a little more violent. No, you came back alive. It's a pity that my grandfather is old and unable to do what you want."

"Grandpa asks you again today, is your heart still the same as before?"

Meng Ying lowered his head. To be honest, he couldn't get excited, but some of the answers were engraved in his bones.

Even when he grows old and dies, like a walking zombie, he will still follow the memory in his bones.

He raised his eyes with firm eyes, "Ying, as always, unswervingly determined."

"If you still have this intention, grandpa will help you. But can Ying'er promise grandpa not to hurt your uncles? They all treat you very well. Be more patient in everything, and advise whenever you can, so that they can all A good home."

Meng Ying felt sad in her heart, "Grandpa, please be at ease. They treat me well, and Ying knows it in her heart. How could she do something to hurt her relatives?"

"As long as you say this, grandpa will help you."

Mei Gong knew in his heart that giving power to others but not his own son would be the same as seeking death.

Mei Boyang is no different from what he was back then, pursuing power and eager to conquer everything.

But only when you actually step on tens of thousands of bones can you truly appreciate the horror of killing.

After getting Mei Gong's promise, Meng Ying left.

You Zhenzhen at the door was already eager to jump.

Seeing her looking like she wanted to complain, Mei Boyang felt inexplicably anxious, "Don't talk nonsense, or I'll cut your tongue!"

"What? If you have the guts to do it, don't you have the guts to let people talk about it!" You Zhenzhen immediately became angry and became a lot more courageous. She proudly choked him, "Aren't you afraid of nothing? Now you are afraid of your nephew! Look how cowardly you are!"

"You!" Mei Boyang glared angrily.

Meng Ying was helped out, and stars appeared in You Zhenzhen's eyes, "Ying'er, is it time to go see your father? Huh?"

Meng Ying frowned, "Yes, I'll go immediately."

Mei Boyang was extremely vigilant, fearing that she would talk nonsense in front of Meng Ying, and kept warning You Zhenzhen with his eyes.

You Zhenzhen's expression became more and more arrogant. Not only did she want to say it, she also wanted to say it in front of him, making him lose face in front of her nephew.

She caught up with Meng Ying who was being supported by Shuangyun.

"Ying'er, you don't know how much your father has been wronged over the years!" You Zhenzhen pointed at Mei Boyang, "This man doesn't give him food, medicine, or charcoal to burn. The servants bullied him and humiliated him, and he even..."

At this point, You Zhenzhen couldn't continue, "Well... I should be beheaded anyway! Divide the body into pieces!"

Meng Ying stopped and said, "Queen, I know everything."

Meng Ying's words made You Zhenzhen's eyes wet. Does he really know how sad she is?

Meng Ying saw her shedding tears and added, "I'm back now, don't be afraid."

These words made You Zhenzhen's emotions collapse, and she cried, "Well... you are finally back..."

Meng Ying nodded slightly towards her, "Stop crying, you don't look like a queen."

You Zhenzhen breathed a sigh of relief, "What the hell, whoever wants to be the queen can be the queen! If it weren't for Sister Mei..."

"Shut up!" Mei Boyang shouted.

He just watched You Zhenzhen complain. Although Meng Ying would not do anything to him if she knew it, she was Meng Ying's father's woman after all, and he still didn't want Meng Ying to hear this.

Although You Zhenzhen felt that Meng Ying was reliable, she always felt that there was a little lack of light in his eyes, giving people a sense of decadence.

When everyone came back, Emperor Jingde was still lying on the ground, and no one came to help him get up.

When Meng Ying saw the person lying on the ground, her heart ached.

He thought that his father's life was not good, but he never thought that it would be so miserable.

Meng Ying hurriedly fell in front of him, and he wanted to help Emperor Jingde up. When Emperor Jingde saw Meng Ying, he was so excited that he danced and burst into tears.

He twisted his face and mouth, babbling something, Meng Ying couldn't understand, "Father, be careful..."

"Father, it is my son who has made father suffer." Meng Ying almost gritted his teeth before saying this. He still didn't hear clearly what Emperor Jingde was saying and turned to look at You Zhenzhen.

You Zhenzhen showed a look of relief, "He said that the father made his son suffer."

All the pain seemed to find an outlet to vent at this moment, like a light feather, gently falling to the ground.

For several days after that, there were low-key banquets one after another in the palace in Shangbei City.

The reason for keeping a low profile was to prevent the Nanchen people from noticing that Meng Ying had arrived, and the banquet was really congratulating Meng Ying on her return.

Meng Ying went to accompany Meng Jing when she had nothing to do. Meng Jing was still a stranger to him, but Meng Ying was extremely patient.

He even had a perverted desire to stare at this child every day, participate in all of his life, and make up for the love he had not been able to give him in six years overnight.

This seems a bit careless.

But he still did it, as if this child was the only one who could prove that they had truly loved each other.

Shuangyun asked Meng Ying, "My lord, are you going to tell the princess...er, Zhuo Yao and his wife that you and the prince are still alive?"

Shuangyun has always been thinking about this.

Meng Ying lowered her eyes, a broken sadness spreading around her body, "Don't be anxious, we will see you eventually."

If we want to return to Chenjing and regain the throne, we must join forces one day.

Meng Ying was a little scared, afraid that she would hate him the day they met.