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

Bai Zhi held up the lamp, and Granny Jin peeled off the clothes stuck to Meng Ying's back little by little. It was already a bloody mess.

Bai Zhi hissed at the sight, and her back felt cold, as if the wound had grown on her body.

After careful inspection, Granny Jin had a serious look on her face, "Most of the wounds are relatively shallow, but there is a wooden slag in the lower back that has penetrated deeper. You have to cut out a little of the surrounding flesh before you can take it out. My lord, please bear with me."

Meng Ying hummed slightly, worried that Bai Zhi couldn't bear the smell of blood, so she turned to Bai Zhi and said softly, "Princess, why don't you step aside?"

Bai Zhi was a little angry. She sat down on the edge of the bed and pouted, "I don't want it! I'll just watch from here!"

Meng Ying chuckled, "Okay, remember to cover your eyes if you don't dare to look."

Bai Zhi cast him a stubborn look that I don't know how to do, but received Meng Ying's faint doting smile. Suddenly my heart trembled, help me, who can stop this smile!

Granny Jin began to clean Meng Ying's back wound carefully. The rough gauze brushed against the flesh, and a sharp and sharp pain came. Meng Ying just frowned slightly, a thin layer of sweat broke out on her forehead, and her fingers gently grasped the sheets under her body.

He turned his head away, leaving only the back of Bai Zhi's head. He didn't want to show his vulnerable side in front of her.

Meng Ying was very quiet, not humming. Bai Zhi didn't know if it was because of himself that he held back his silence. Every time Granny Jin touched his wound, his fingers touching the sheets would twitch slightly.

This tiny detail was captured by Bai Zhi. She stretched out her hand, covered Meng Ying's big hand, and then used a little strength to hold it tightly.

The sudden warmth on the back of her hand startled Meng Ying. He turned his head, with some disbelief in his eyes.

Bai Zhi saw the look of surprise in his eyes, smiled slightly, then squatted beside the bed, holding his big hand in her palm with both hands, "Your Majesty, I'm here, hold on to me if it hurts."

Meng Ying never thought that there would be people in the world who would say such things to him, a sinner. The desire buried deep in my heart is itching, as if it is sprouting.

Ever since he committed the heinous crime four years ago, he never thought he would get any warmth in the world. He thought, just waiting for death quietly, cutting off contact with everything in the world, but after all, there is still a trace of greed.

Granny Jin finished treating the other wounds and began to cut out the flesh there. Bai Zhi glanced at it and felt goosebumps all over her body. She unconsciously held Meng Ying's hand tighter.

The temperature in the palm of his hand was just right, and the pain from his lower back was just right, giving Meng Ying an excuse for his greed. He took Bai Zhi's hand and held it tightly.

As the pain gradually intensified, Meng Ying's palms became harder and harder to hold. At first, he was afraid that Bai Zhi would cause pain when he held it, but Bai Zhi kept patting the back of his hand, and the smile on his face did not diminish at all. This undoubtedly gave Meng Ying great comfort.

His hand clenched tighter and tighter, as if he wanted to crush the weak, boneless little hand, and as if he wanted to melt this warmth into his bones and blood forever.

But the remaining reason told him that his sins would only drag the person who gave him warmth to hell.

Bai Zhi saw that he was holding on so tightly and felt that he was in great pain. While stroking his hand, she said anxiously, "It's okay, Your Majesty, just scream out in pain. I'm here, I'm here..."

With tears in her eyes, she told herself that she was here, accompanying him.

He didn't want to let go, he really didn't want to, he told himself just once, just tonight. So he held Bai Zhi's slender hand back almost greedily, so much so that it seemed like his whole body was trembling.

Granny Jin was watching in a daze. Who was the prince? Back then, he was covered in wounds and had several arrows piercing his chest, but she had never heard him scream. The wound isn't that serious today, right? Does it hurt that much? Could it be that my own methods are not good enough?

Just like this, with self-doubt, I finished treating Meng Ying's wound, applied medicine, and wrapped the bandage in circles. When she walked out of the room, Granny Jin caught a glimpse of the way Meng Ying looked at the princess. It was so affectionate!

Is the prince acting coquettishly towards the princess?

Granny Jin, who finally understood the reason, covered her mouth, snickered and left the room. After a while, two buckets of hot water were brought.

Bai Zhi wiped the sweat off Meng Ying's body with a wet cloth and asked distressedly: "Does it still hurt?"

Meng Ying took the handkerchief from her hand and said, "Salan, do it yourself."

"No! It's inconvenient for you, it will pull the wound!" Bai Zhi quickly snatched the veil back with quick eyes and a trace of triumphant pride in her eyes.

Meng Ying found it a bit funny, so she let her go. Bai Zhi finished wiping the parts of Meng Ying's upper body that were not wrapped by bandages, then moved her hands to her abdomen. Suddenly her ears felt hot. What should she do now? To continue or not to continue? Do you want to wipe his lower body?

Not to mention, the prince has a very good figure. He usually wears loose white robes, so it's hard to tell what his figure is. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be very good, with white skin and firm muscles. Bai Zhi looked at it with some charming thoughts.

Meng Ying watched Bai Zhi's hand stop on her waist and abdomen and remained motionless for a long time. She felt a little confused and asked in her ear: "What is the princess thinking about?"

His gentle and magnetic voice came, and his warm breath blew against his ears. Bai Zhi suddenly came back to her senses. Thinking of what she had just thought, her face turned red with embarrassment, "I didn't think about anything..."

After saying this, she regretted it. Isn't this the standard three hundred taels of silver here? I was even more embarrassed and really wanted to run away.

Meng Ying took Bai Zhi's handkerchief and said, "Princess, go and wipe it too. It's a bit far from the water source. I'm afraid it's not convenient to take a bath."

"I don't have to, I'm fine..." Bai Zhi was still immersed in the embarrassing fantasy just now.

"Oh? How long will the princess wear this red wedding dress? Are you reluctant to take it off?" Meng Ying's tone was a little sharp.

Bai Zhi: "..."

Oh my god, why did you forget this happened! Today was so exciting that I didn’t even remember that I was still wearing wedding clothes.

Carrying the bucket, I wanted to wash and change. When I reached the door, I stopped again, "Your Majesty, where should I go to wash?"

"Just wash in the house. Uncle Yang and Granny Jin are going to rest."

"Ah?" Taking a shower in front of the prince? Bai Zhi was vaguely looking forward to it, but she was still mostly shy.

"Salan just doesn't look at it."

"this?"

"Princess, can't you trust Sa Lan?"

"how come?"

While talking, Meng Ying had finished wiping herself, put down the curtain, and lay down on her side facing Bai Zhi.

Bai Zhi was a little at a loss, and finally wanted Meng Ying to rest early. He lifted the bucket to the corner, took off his clothes one by one, and began to wipe his body.

Meng Ying lay with her eyes closed. Behind him came the rustle of clothes falling to the floor, the sound of water flowing, and the rapid breathing of Bai Zhi, all of which made him unable to calm down. A picture is constantly forming in my mind, which is fragrant and charming, and my imagination is full of imagination.

Meng Ying admitted that he was a little too presumptuous today. It was just his greed for her that made him appreciate her.

He thought that he might have the self-control to give up when it was time to give up. At least now, he really wanted to be close to her, even just a little bit closer to her.