The first day of the alliance lasted until night, and there were still many scheduling issues that remained unresolved.

After all, the Zhuo family has controlled the government for at least fifty years. Under this heavy pressure, the powerful powers from all sides are fighting each other and trying to split. Now they have to talk about cooperation and take out the soldiers, money and food from their pockets. It is a big deal for everyone. It is difficult to understand what is accepted.

Meng Ying had already expected it, so she asked them to go back and rest and continue tomorrow.

Bai Zhi hurriedly rushed out. She wanted to grab Zhuo Yao and tell him clearly, but Zhuo Yao ran away faster than a rabbit and disappeared with Zhuo Ling.

Bai Zhi was so angry that she stamped her feet!

Unable to catch up with her, she could only sigh at the door of the hall, turned her head and looked at these big shots walking out slowly with depression written all over their faces, saying that no one could walk out of this door with a smile!

Wu Yong greeted him with a soothing expression, "Who are you waiting for, girl?"

"I'm not waiting for anyone." Who can she wait for? Her husband is gone.

"Then I'll send the girl back?" Wu Yong's voice rose slightly, and he could hear a little excitement.

Just as Bai Zhi was about to shake her head and refuse, she was interrupted by a clear voice behind her, "Wu Jun has trouble with his legs and feet. I will send Miss Bai back."

Wu Yong frowned and his eyes darkened a lot. Why was he there everywhere! It's obviously lame than him!

Bai Zhi also wanted to refuse, and some embarrassment circulated between the three of them, but although the person behind her seemed gentle, she actually had a bit of pressure on her, so she always found it difficult to refuse.

Wu Yong saw Meng Ying standing straight there with no intention of giving in. He also knew that he could not withstand the pressure of the other party, so he gave in wisely, "Wu Yong takes leave."

Meng Ying chuckled and nodded to him, "The snow on the road is thicker, so be careful, Commander Wu."

Although it was just a simple reminder, Bai Zhi's intuition was that he was acting strangely, just like her intuition in the morning, there was no reason for it.

She thought it might be her own bias, so she tested it and said, "His Royal Highness Prince Ning has trouble with his legs and feet, so there is really no need to send it to me."

As expected, Meng Ying's smile condensed on her face for a moment, but only for a short moment, it returned to its original state, "A small injury is not worth mentioning."

"Small injuries are injuries and they will always hurt. Your Highness, Prince Ning, can you just arrange a sedan for me?"

"You want to ride in the sedan chair?" Meng Ying felt a little aggrieved.

His expression didn't change much, but Bai Zhi felt that she could see his emotions. She might have really loved him before, so she sighed invisibly, "It's not far, there's no need. Let's go."

The trail that had only been cleared at sunset was now covered with a layer of snow, which made a rustling sound when your feet stepped on it.

Meng Ying endured the pain in her feet and tried to make herself look less lame.

"What kind of injury did His Highness Prince Ning have to his foot? Is it serious?" Bai Zhi asked with polite concern.

But this simple care made Meng Ying's whole heart feel warm, and her feet no longer hurt so much.

"It's an injury from being imprisoned before. The toe... was cut." Meng Ying knew that she wouldn't dislike him, but she was still a little uneasy.

Bai Zhi wanted to say something, but was stuck in her throat. To say that he was imprisoned was what happened after he left the desert island and was hit by Zhuo Yao's sword.

It has been several years now.

The reincarnation of cause and effect may be the reason why Zhuo Yao couldn't cross this hurdle. She suddenly felt some sense of responsibility for Meng Ying, "Then it took you a long time to escape, and you still haven't recovered yet?"

"Well...it keeps happening over and over again, and it seems like it will never get better."

This made Bai Zhi unable to answer the conversation for a moment. Care would appear to be intimacy, and intimacy would lead to misunderstanding. Even if she was separated from Zhuo Yao, she immediately threw herself into his arms without thinking.

She was silent for a long time, and in the quiet night there was only the breath of the lantern in his hand. She finally changed the subject, "His Royal Highness Prince Ning actually didn't plan to invite me today, did he? I have no money or soldiers, Dan Ning Ye has no one, so I can’t help him much.”

Meng Ying chuckled, "How could it be possible? You were there from the beginning. It was my uncle who deliberately stirred up trouble. He didn't want Ayao and Sa Lan to be of the same mind."

Bai Zhi was slightly startled, "These are not things that can be told to outsiders, right?"

These words made Meng Ying feel sad. He could hear the resistance in her words, "You are not an outsider. Whether it is to Sa Lan or A Yao, you cannot be an outsider."

"Now it is! Zhuo Yao has divorced me!" Bai Zhi held her hands and kicked the snow on the ground.

There were many complaints in her words, which to Meng Ying was a clear condemnation. He knew that one day, he would become the sharp blade that tore their wives apart. Even if he didn't need to draw the sheath, just because of his existence, both of them would be harmed. Injuried.

"It's Sa Lan's fault that made both you and Ayao suffer." Meng Ying bowed her head and apologized.

His voice was so aggrieved that Bai Zhi could hear a bit of heartache. These strange and strange feelings completely confused her brain.

She thought she was a victim, and she only wanted her family to be reunited and happy, but her husband suddenly wanted to leave her like crazy.

Sometimes she felt that Zhuo Yao was a victim, dragging a young man too much, and when she faced her, she felt that he was guilty, that he was not good, that he had failed his brother, his wife and daughter.

But after thinking about it carefully, she felt that Meng Ying was even more pitiful. He was a proud son of heaven, burdened with the burden of his family and country. He lived on a desert island and only had a happy life for one year, and then six years of imprisonment. After finally escaping, his family and country were broken, and his wife had forgotten everything. He married his brother.

Well, it is indeed quite miserable.

Bai Zhi's conscience hurt a little, but she didn't intend to sacrifice the rest of her life just to pity him, make up for him, heal him, and make him happy. That's not what marriage is for.

She can only say that she can spend the rest of her life with him if she gets along with him, understands him in every detail, is suitable and even likes him.

She wanted to tell him her true thoughts, and it would be best if he could accept it.

But in the next moment, he stepped on the stairs covered by heavy snow, and fell forward uncontrollably.

Meng Ying didn't remember that there was a staircase in front of her. She was walking behind her. She panicked for a moment and took a few steps forward to catch her. However, her feet hurt terribly and she couldn't stand firm. They both fell into the snow. Ground.

In just a short moment, Meng Ying was still prepared. He fell down and made a human cushion for Bai Zhi.

When Bai Zhi came back to her senses, she was already trapped in his arms. Because he held her so tightly, Bai Zhi felt that he was deliberately taking advantage of her, so she immediately sat up.

It took some effort to break free from his arms. She quickly stood up without leaving him any thoughts. After she stood firm, she straightened her hair, patted the snow on her knees, and stretched out her hand to Meng Ying, "Snow." It’s too cold, get up quickly.”

She just fell into his arms and struggled like a loach, fearing that she would stick to him for one more second. Such a big reaction really made Meng Ying feel disappointed.

This time she reached out to him, but he was a bit tempered after all. He lowered his head and frowned, "Sa Lan can get up on her own."

He forced himself to get up and patted the snow on his clothes. He was unhappy and wanted to lose his temper.

Bai Zhi understood such obvious emotions almost immediately. She felt that she was like his detector now, extremely sensitive to his emotions and thoughts. Even without speaking, she could feel that the distance between the two was close. Some.

But when the words came to the forefront, Bai Zhi still spoke without mercy, "Your Majesty, I have something I don't know whether to say or not."

"You speak."

"Although I am a little cruel to you, I have experienced a lot in these years. I have experienced different people and different things. My mood is already different from what it was back then. With new experiences, I will have new choices."

Meng Ying understood the meaning of her words and couldn't help feeling sad. Her throat became choked with sobs, "Sa Lan understands."

"I know that you are noble and powerful, and you can easily twist other people's will, but I liked you so much before, so you are not someone who would force me, right?"

Meng Ying took a deep breath. He understood that forcing her would not work. "Well, no."

"Then let's..."

"Zhi'er, you can do whatever you want, but can you... don't push Salan too far away. I want to be closer to you, and Jing'er also..."

Bai Zhi could feel the emotions surging in his words, and with careful probing and begging, she softened a little.

"Well, I'll go find you and Jinger for breakfast tomorrow."

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