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

Mei Gong's body was put into the coffin by Haosheng, and Meng Ying decided to wait until today's meeting was over before announcing the news of Mei Gong's death.

Things like oaths are very reliable when they are reliable, but not as reliable as a gust of wind when they are unreliable.

Now that Mr. Mei has just died, these uncles feel the most pain. Meng Ying wants to take this opportunity to finalize the alliance, and then use the funeral of Mr. Mei to gather people's hearts to avoid long nights and dreams.

Her grandfather’s death could not be in vain, so Meng Ying kowtowed several times in front of the coffin.

Mei Boyang returned to his dormitory in despair, unable to regain consciousness for a long time.

Last night was like a dream, so unreal.

You Zhenzhen was still fast asleep. Mei Boyang gently pushed her body, and she suddenly woke up. When she saw Mei Boyang, she sat up in fright, "Back... back?"

"The top of the snow mountain... I will take you there in a few days..." Mei Boyang's tone was very indifferent, even a little sad.

You Zhenzhen had never heard such a depressed tone from him before. She realized something was wrong, pretended not to know and smiled and asked, "What's wrong?"

"My father is dead." Mei Boyang smiled stiffly, "I thought he wouldn't live long, but it turns out he didn't live long."

You Zhenzhen felt a pain in her heart. Over the years, had it not been for Mei Gong's protection, she and Emperor Jingde would have died hundreds of times.

Although the ambition of the Mei family was inherently a disaster, You Zhenzhen still shed tears at the death of such an elder.

Mei Boyang's expression and feelings seemed a little numb, but after seeing You Zhenzhen's tears, his heart felt empty.

But he still didn't want to admit anything, and even teased You Zhenzhen, "Are these tears of yours shed because of me?"

"For you? How could it be...not for you?" You Zhenzhen turned around in the middle of her words. She remembered her mission, "Mei Gong is righteous...if you feel uncomfortable, just cry. I will be with you... …”

You Zhenzhen took his head, held it carefully, and let him bury his face in his waist.

Mei Boyang remained motionless.

What a lie, but at this moment he still wanted to hear it again, and he hugged You Zhenzhen's waist tightly.

"Last time I said I wanted to be emperor, so I had a big fight with him, and then I didn't see him for two months..."

"Do you think I should go see him every day? He seems to blame me, saying he never sees me..."

The feeling of heartache came slowly, so thick and dense that Mei Boyang could hardly breathe.

"No, it's normal for father and son to quarrel. If you are still quarreling with him at such an old age, doesn't it prove that you have a good relationship?" You Zhenzhen comforted him and told the truth.

Mei Boyang wanted to sink his whole body deeply into her body to escape all the powerlessness and pain.

But amid the overwhelming emotions, there was still a hint of sobriety.

He understood the meaning of Meng Ying's beauty trap. You Zhenzhen was a beautiful imagination given to him. After losing everything, she would still be by his side to support him softly.

But it is also the prison known as the land of gentleness.

Mei Boyang sneered that he actually needed this cage at this moment, how useless he was!

*

The meeting began later in the evening.

Meng Ying was not only in pain, but also her heart was surging. When today's matter was finalized, half of the burden on her shoulders seemed to be lifted.

He was waiting for Bai Zhi and the children at the entrance of the main hall. He sent the two children to her last night, hoping that they would truly become mother and son as they get along day after day.

Bai Zhi led the two children and walked over, talking and laughing. The palace was no different from usual. Even Meng Ying's expression was the same as usual.

He stood on the high steps with a faint smile. His silver hair tie was tied loosely behind his head and was slightly messy by the wind.

He stretched out his hand and asked, "Did you sleep well last night?"

Bai Zhi was in a trance for a moment. This scene seemed familiar, but she couldn't remember it. She was a little flustered for a moment, stopped and took a second look.

When she came back to her senses, she realized that their eyes were intertwined. Bai Zhi blushed for a moment and looked away hurriedly.

He shouldn't think that he was staring at him because he was handsome!

Meng Jing climbed up the steps and hugged Meng Ying's thigh, "Father, do you know what we ate last night?"

Seeing his bright smile, Meng Ying also smiled, "What are you eating? Could it be the most delicious thing in the world?"

"Exactly! It's instant noodles! Mom said I'd make them for you tonight, are you going to go?"

Meng Jing was afraid that his father would not be able to eat it, so he kept mumbling it in Bai Zhi's ears, so Bai Zhi had no choice but to ask Meng Ying to come and taste it at night.

Meng Ying was so elated that the pain of her grandfather's death was temporarily concealed. He raised his eyebrows and his eyes jumped, "Of course I want to go! Of course I want to try your mother's craftsmanship!"

Bai Zhi wished she could bury her face in the hat. What kind of craftsmanship could there be in just instant noodles?

However, although the atmosphere between her and Meng Ying was slightly awkward, Bai Zhi felt warm when seeing Jing'er overjoyed. Apart from Zhuo Yao's avoidance, she felt that it would be good to be closer to them.

They thought everything was getting better.

Little did he know that the arrival of a fast horse would tear everything apart.

Spring Bird Palace is wide, and the avenue can accommodate several horses running in parallel, but not everyone is qualified to gallop on the avenue.

And there is only one person who can ride a horse so fast without caring about the life or death of people.

When the palace servants clearing the snow heard the rapid hooves of the horses, they shouted, "Get out of the way! I risk my life!"

"But the snow hasn't been cleared yet..."

"Get out of the way first! Ouch! Hide!"

The three or two young palace attendants hurriedly hid, and the remaining two who had just arrived looked at the horse galloping in the distance, at a loss and with a confused look on their faces.

Mei Shaohong got closer, looking at the snow-covered road in front of him, he hurriedly reined in his horse. The horse was slightly frightened and spun around in circles.

Mei Shaohong was very unhappy, "Who swept this road?"

Several young palace servants looked at each other, not daring to answer or look up at the man on horseback.

"It's been so long and it still can't be cleaned up?"

Mei Shaohong just cursed, turned the horse's head, and went to another road.

The horses had walked more than a hundred meters, and Mei Shaohong felt angry that his time had been wasted, so he stopped the horse again and said to the palace attendant who was saluting him, "Kill those people! "

The palace man looked in disbelief, "Uh... Young Master, what is the crime...?"

"Go and ask!" After Mei Shaohong finished speaking, he rode away again in such a whirlwind that no one could figure out what was going on.

The palace man didn't know what to do. This kind of thing usually happened. He would get over it after getting angry. Sometimes he would remember the instructions he gave, but sometimes he wouldn't.

No one knew whether he would suddenly investigate this matter and wanted to let those innocent little palace people go, but he was a little scared in his heart.

In short, this matter was not easy for anyone to handle. Everyone was tremblingly thinking about what to do. But in the end, they still couldn't bear the fear and went to marry the two little palace ladies.

Mei Shaohong didn't know the news of Duke Mei's death at this time. He heard that there was a meeting in the palace and Meng Ying was presiding over it, so he went without thinking.

He had great good news to tell Meng Ying. Ever since he heard that he was still alive, he wanted to give Meng Ying a big gift. After planning and planning for a long time, he finally prepared the big gift, and then he started working non-stop. Rush back.

To this day, I haven't slept for three days.

Mei Shaohong saw Meng Ying from a distance. He didn't expect to see his nephew alive.

He couldn't even react, he just stood there with tears streaming down his face.