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

The explosion scene was a mess, filled with the sound of blazing fire, the rumble of houses collapsing, and heart-rending wails.

Meng Ying took off the clothes of Zhuo Yao's two men, took out two tags from them, then cut off two fingers with a sword, wrapped them around the waist tags, and put them into his clothes.

Bai Zhi felt a little bloody. She opened her round eyes and asked curiously: "Your Majesty, what are you doing?"

Meng Ying looked at Bai Zhi gently, picked up Zhuo Yao and bumped her on his back, "Princess, can your feet still walk?"

Bai Zhi nodded, her injury was the lightest among the others.

"Soldiers of our dynasty would wear waist tags to prevent their bodies from being separated after death on the battlefield. When cleaning the battlefield, there was no way to transport all the corpses back to their hometowns, so they would bring waist tags and a With a finger, let them return to their roots." Meng Ying patiently explained to Bai Zhi as she walked.

After hearing this, Bai Zhi felt depressed. If it wasn't to save herself, they wouldn't have to sacrifice.

Seeing that she was silent and frowning, Meng Ying was a little worried and said: "Princess, don't worry, they did not die because of you. It is the bounden duty of soldiers to obey the generals, and their lives are borne by the generals themselves."

Bai Zhi was a little surprised that Meng Ying could read minds. Although he was comforting herself, the death of life was still so heavy that it was difficult to breathe. She forced a smile so that Meng Ying would not worry.

Zhuo Yao was drowsy, and he felt someone carrying him on his back, and someone talking in his ear. His voice was like water flow, like the tinkling of clear springs, like the waves rising on the calm sea.

Wave by wave, the anxiety in his heart calmed down. There was a time when he believed that if he was here, he wouldn't have to worry about anything.

In a daze, Zhuo Yao asked in a weak voice, "Brother Sa Lan, is that you?"

The voice was so low that only Meng Ying could hear it. Meng Ying stopped, feeling a huge uneasy wave in her heart, and deep in her eyes, there was an undercurrent like a tide.

Seeing that he suddenly stopped leaving, Bai Zhi tilted her head and asked in confusion, "What's the matter, Your Majesty?"

Meng Ying heard the sound and gradually regained consciousness, "Oh, it's okay." Then she continued to evacuate with Bai Zhi.

Due to the injury on his back, Zhuo Yao was not light. After walking for a while, Meng Ying felt it was a bit strenuous, so she bumped Zhuo Yao again, and then sighed secretly.

Ayao, you have gained a lot of weight. He said silently in his heart.

Meng Ying brought the two of them to the place agreed with Yingge. The people from Yingge had already gathered. Seeing Meng Ying returning, they all saluted, "Master, are you okay?!"

"It's okay. Are all the brothers here?" Meng Ying said calmly.

"Qi! How can our skills be compared to those of those soldiers!" One Hei showed off.

Meng Ying glanced coldly, "Was the explosion widespread? What were the casualties of those soldiers?"

"The scope of the explosion was not very wide. Most of the soldiers were not in that group. The bandits had not received professional training, so the casualties were not heavy."

"Yes." Meng Ying put Zhuo Yao down and motioned to the men in black to support him. "Find the best doctor to treat him. We must save his life. Once he is stable, he will be sent to the Cangzhou camp." He said. Wan stuffed the two waist tags and fingers into Zhuo Yao's pocket.

After a few simple words of explanation, Meng Ying picked up Bai Zhi and left in front of everyone.

If Xiao Yang's Qinggong is like a roller coaster, then Meng Ying's Qinggong is like flying on an airplane, in two words, sure!

"If you're scared, just hold me tight." Meng Ying hugged her and said calmly while standing on a treetop.

"Don't be afraid! I'm used to it! You're much safer than Xiao Yang!" He said this, feeling happy in his heart, and his hands unconsciously hooked Meng Ying's neck.

Bai Zhi thought that when she saw Meng Ying, she would cry for three days and three nights and tell her how hard she had been during these days, but when she saw him, all her grievances disappeared in an instant.

Well, I don’t want anything more than sticking with him.

"My lord, are you so skilled?" Bai Zhi asked, shaking her feet.

Meng Ying shook her head and smiled, "It's okay."

"Then who is better, you or Xiao Yang?"

"In terms of kung fu alone, Xiao Yang is slightly better. But he is very stubborn, single-minded, and doesn't use his brain, so he can't beat me." Meng Ying said in a relaxed tone, with a bit of fondness.

Bai Zhi burst out laughing and buried her face in Meng Ying's chest, "That's right! He's very aroused! By the way, how is he doing? What disease did he have? I heard him scream in pain that day."

Meng Ying was stunned for a moment and sighed, "It's not a disease, it's a poison. There is no antidote for the poison. The only way to suppress the toxicity is through acupuncture administered by Doctor Gu every year."

Bai Zhi's heart trembled. She had been fighting and arguing all day long, but she didn't expect that he was poisoned. She unconsciously grabbed Meng Ying's clothes with one hand, "Then, will he die?"

Sensing her worry, Meng Ying patted her back lightly, "Doctor Gu has superb medical skills, and he will definitely find a way to detoxify. As long as the acupuncture is administered on time, you can always wait until that day."

After Bai Zhi hummed, she didn't speak again along the way.

Meng Ying took Bai Zhi all the way to a farmhouse at the foot of a mountain. Meng Ying raised her hand and knocked on the door.

The door creaked open, and it was an old man with a broken arm who opened the door. The old man turned on the lamp and saw the man in black in front of him supporting a woman in red. He was a little surprised at first, but he was not afraid at all.

Meng Ying quickly pulled off her scarf and said with a smile: "Uncle Yang, I'm bothering you late at night. I wonder if I can stay overnight."

When the old man saw Meng Ying's face, he was overjoyed and said, "Oh, my lord! As you said, you can stay for a few nights!"

After saying that, he invited the two of them into the small courtyard, turned around and shouted into the house, "Old lady! Get up quickly, we have a distinguished guest!"

A somewhat short mother-in-law put on her coat and turned on the light while going out. When she saw Meng Ying, her eyes brightened, "My lord, you are such a rare guest, why are you still injured?"

Meng Ying smiled sheepishly, "I just came to see you because I was hurt."

"That's good! You still remember me, old woman!" As he said this, he helped Meng Ying into a bedroom.

After entering the room, he seemed to think of something, then he looked at Bai Zhi humbly and said, "Your Majesty, you see, I was so excited that I forgot to ask who this girl is?"

Meng Ying smiled slightly, her eyes bright, "This is Salan's princess, her name is Bai Zhi." Then she said to Bai Zhi, "This is Uncle Yang, a former battlefield veteran, and this is Granny Jin, known as the Golden Flower Sage. "

Hearing his introduction, Bai Zhi felt warm in her heart and couldn't hide her joy. She saluted the two old people, "Hello, Uncle Yang! Hello, Granny Jin!"

"Hey! Here's the Golden Flower Sage! Don't mention the things that happened when you were young again." Granny Jin seemed very ashamed.

The two old men looked at Bai Zhi and sighed in their hearts. Granny Jin took Bai Zhi's hand and rubbed it gently, "The prince finally got married, and the princess is very beautiful. The prince is lucky!"

Bai Zhi lowered her head shyly, secretly chuckling.