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

Yingxue Village is a palace and villa built in the suburbs of Beijing. The name of the village is taken from the name of Meng Ying's mother concubine, Mei Fei, who was once a favorite.

The young and handsome Emperor Jingde slowly walked into the courtyard where he had been away for a long time, showing a bitter yet gratified smile.

Behind him was Eunuch Gao, who had some gray hair. He bowed his waist and said in a high voice: "The begonia flowers are growing very gratifying this year. If Concubine Mei sees it, she will definitely love it."

Emperor Jingde chuckled, and the bitterness in his eyes turned into a bit of tenderness, "If this girl, Mei Yingxue, sees it, this tree will not be saved."

Wandering into another yard, a large pond was built in this yard. Lotus leaves grew wildly in the lake, and a few varieties of lotus flowers were already in full bloom, dotting the green pond.

Red and yellow carps were playing in the pond, scurrying back and forth. Meng Ying was dressed in white, with a pale face, and she was scattering fish food into the lotus pond in a daze.

Meng Ying had practiced kung fu and could feel someone approaching even if her back was turned. So he threw away all the fish food in his hand, turned around and greeted him respectfully.

Walking up to Emperor Jingde, he wanted to bend down and kowtow, but Emperor Jingde held him back, "Ying'er, are you still angry with me? Why are you so angry?"

Meng Ying then raised her head and said solemnly: "Father, please forgive me, but I dare not."

Seeing his cold expression, Emperor Jingde frowned slightly, feeling heartache deep in his heart. Forget it, he was not in a hurry, so he showed a kind smile and said, "I have just come to court, let's have a meal first."

During the meal, Emperor Jingde talked about the political affairs of his family and country. Meng Ying's reaction could only be described as humble and polite, but very indifferent.

"The prince complained to me, saying that you allowed the guards to kidnap the prince. Is this true?" Emperor Jingde asked a little amused.

Meng Ying also found it very funny, "Father, are you here to teach your son a lesson for your brother?"

Emperor Jingde laughed out loud, "How is it possible? If you really had this intention, how could he survive until now with his brain!"

Emperor Jingde saw that the dishes in front of Meng Ying had not been touched very much, so he put down his chopsticks helplessly, "Ying'er still doesn't eat meat?"

"No food."

"Are you really only willing to live this Buddhist life from now on? Are you punishing yourself? Or punishing me?" Emperor Jingde became a little anxious.

"My son, it's just a habit." Meng Ying smiled faintly, like a true Buddhist son who looked down upon everything.

"Then when you marry that princess, have you ever consummated your marriage with her?"

Meng Ying was startled and frowned slightly, "This is a boudoir matter. Father should not interfere."

Emperor Jingde saw the slight change in his expression, the cunning in his eyes flashed, and he raised his voice, "Imperial heir, how could I not ask!"

Meng Ying was slightly unhappy and said no more. This displeased look made Emperor Jingde secretly sigh in relief. It seemed that he was not truly devoid of desires and invulnerable.

"By the way, a few days ago, General Zhuo personally came to ask me for permission to marry Zhuo Ling to you." Emperor Jingde said calmly.

Meng Ying frowned and chuckled, "My son is already married. Does he want Zhuo Ling as his concubine?"

"He wants Zhuo Ling to be his wife and your princess to be his concubine." Emperor Jingde narrowed his eyes, looking forward to Meng Ying's reaction.

Meng Ying chuckled softly, her deep eyes flashing brightly and darkly, "What a joke, my princess, Meng Ying, will it be his Zhuo family's turn to make the decision?"

This reaction won the heart of Emperor Jingde. He does not have high requirements for his son. He has desires, a temper, eats the grains of the world, and looks like a human being. This is enough.

Emperor Jingde suddenly became enlightened and laughed loudly, "Okay! My son is right! The Nanman have invaded like crazy these years, and the Zhuo family is indeed arrogant now. My father is incompetent and failed to protect your mother well back then. Concubine and Jin'er. But I will protect you no matter what!"

"If you need anything, just ask!" Emperor Jingde said confidently.

Meng Ying lowered her eyes and thought for a moment, "I want my father to give my princess her freedom."

Even though Emperor Jingde was used to seeing big winds and waves, and intrigues, he was speechless for a moment, and said with a helpless expression: "Does this...do you like another girl? If I allow you to reconcile now, that old guy Zhuo Yunjun will be waiting for you. Woolen cloth!"

Meng Ying sighed. He knew that now was not the right time, it was just a test. He shook his head and ended the topic.

Although the two were monarchs and ministers in the court, today in Yingxue Village, they were just father and son. Even if there is a gap, the remaining moment of warmth has already surpassed the family affection of most royal families.

When I returned to Prince Ning's Mansion, the last trace of the afterglow had slipped away from the mountains.

Without the sunlight, Meng Ying's white clothes were as cold as the moonlight.

As usual, Meng Ying entered from an unknown place in the bamboo forest, landed on the courtyard wall, and then landed in the vegetable garden.

The vegetables in the vegetable garden are scattered here and there, but they are growing well. Meng Ying checked it out, got a gourd and a gourd, poured a few gourds of water on it, washed her hands, and entered the room.

There were two people breathing in the room, one deep and one shallow. They were Shiqi and Xiao Yang who were sleeping.

He did not light a lamp, but relied on the light that could not see the lines on the palms of his hands. He took off his outer shirt and put on a clean plain robe. He stood in front of the alcove, lifted the covering cloth on the bench, lit three sticks of incense, and expressed his piety. Goodbye.

"Jin'er, my silly sister. Today, my father asked about you and what you like to eat. Sa Lan is ashamed that she doesn't know what you like to eat. Now, no one knows your preferences. Your name is not even allowed to be mentioned. It is Sa Lan who is incompetent..."

The room filled with sandalwood was filled with endless sadness. His back is lonely and heartbreaking.

All the movements were visible to Bai Zhi, who was hiding behind the beams. Bai Zhi felt guilty in her heart. She secretly overheard things that he never dared to say. It was really immoral.

While thinking, my breathing inadvertently became heavier. Meng Ying was startled and said coldly, "Who!"

This breathing method was taught by Xiao Yang just this afternoon, just to wait for the prince to come back and give him a surprise. Is this exposed? It’s really two hours of studying and five minutes of holding your breath!

Some were afraid that Meng Ying would regard him as an assassin, so he walked out.

Tonight, Bai Zhi is wearing a light purple gauze skirt, with half-rolled black hair, and elegant makeup, showing her elegance. Despite her plain attire, she chose the plain makeup and outfit after studying for a long time.

Meng Ying secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she saw it was Bai Zhi, "Why is the princess here?"

His tone was a little indifferent, indeed peeping shouldn't happen! I suddenly felt a little annoyed and didn't know what to say.

Seeing her frown, Meng Ying also realized that her tone of voice was not good. She sighed softly and whispered softly, "Princess, come here."

Bai Zhi walked over with her hands and feet a little stiff, feeling chilled in her heart. He just said that Jin'er's name could not be mentioned. If he heard it, would he be silenced? My mind was running wild with thoughts, and I felt a little suffocated by the thought.

She walked a few steps away from him and stood up, but Meng Ying grabbed her arm and pulled her over. Meng Ying handed her a few sticks of incense, and Bai Zhi took them with some confusion.

"Since the princess is here, why not come and pay her respects as well. This is Sa Lan's sister, named Jin'er. She had a bad fate and died at the age of twelve." There was a hint of sadness in his tone.

Unexpectedly, he took the initiative to say this to herself. Bai Zhi put down her high heart, held up the incense, and paid homage devoutly.

Inserting the incense into the incense burner, Bai Zhi smiled slightly and raised her eyebrows at Meng Ying, "My lord, you just said you didn't know what my sister likes to eat, I know!"

When Meng Ying heard this, she raised her eyebrows slightly with a playful expression, "Oh, Princess, please tell me."

Bai Zhi kept it secret and deliberately didn't say anything. She pulled Meng Ying to sit down and covered his eyes with a black strip of cloth. "Your Majesty, you will know later!"

Meng Ying obeyed and did as she was told. Her soft fingertips slid across her eyebrows, temples, and ears.

He suddenly felt a little regretful, regretting saying that he wanted to set her free in front of his father.