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

The next day, Meng Ying came and took Zhuo Yao to the kid named Xiao Yang to apologize.

To show his sincerity, Zhuo Yao specially brought a box of hibiscus cakes given by the Queen Mother. In fact, in his heart, he just wanted to get a compliment from Brother Salan.

The two came to the lower house to look for Xiao Yang, but were told that their mother and son were locked up. Following the place mentioned by the servants, we found a small, dilapidated and desolate courtyard.

The house in the small courtyard was in disrepair and its roof was covered with grass. There are overgrown weeds around the courtyard, with dead branches and buds drooping down, as if the entire courtyard is enveloped inside. The door to the small courtyard was locked with a heavy lock. It didn't look like anyone was living in it, and it had an eerie air.

Seeing that the door was locked, Zhuo Yao wondered, "Huh? Are they not here?"

Meng Ying frowned slightly when she saw there was a tray on the ground, "It should be there, is it locked?"

Meng Ying stepped forward and knocked on the rotten wooden door. Not long after, footsteps came from inside the door, which sounded a little cheerful.

The door was suddenly pushed back and made a creaking sound. Meng Ying and Zhuo Yao were frightened and took a step back hastily. Because the door was locked, there was only a crack. The crack was not wide enough for someone to stretch out an arm. Looking through the crack in the door, Meng Ying saw a head of disheveled hair and a resentful eye.

Meng Ying had to admit that he was shocked just now, but now he felt relieved when he saw that it was a child. He took a step forward and said with a slight smile: "Are you Xiao Yang?"

The half of the face revealed through the crack in the door was covered with dirt, making it difficult to distinguish the original skin color, but the one eye looked particularly bright against the skin color. Xiao Yang rolled his eyes, feeling disappointed when he saw that the visitor did not bring them food. But after all, it was the person in front of him, with luxurious clothes and extraordinary temperament, that aroused his curiosity.

He looked at it for a long time before answering in a low voice, "Yes."

Meng Ying received his affirmative reply, poked Zhuo Yao's back, and said with a smile: "Go!"

After Zhuo Yao hesitated for a while, he plucked up the courage and handed the hibiscus cake to Xiao Yang, "Um...I...I'm sorry..."

Meng Ying held her forehead, shook her head and laughed. She had been practicing on the road for so long, why couldn't she explain clearly now? He poked Zhuo Yao's back again, hinting him to talk nicely.

"I'm sorry, I bumped into you yesterday! I even touched you! It's my fault!" Zhuo Yao didn't want to disappoint brother Sa Lan, so he shouted these words loudly.

It's just that the sound is too loud, making people's eardrums hurt. As soon as these words came out, Meng Ying suppressed a smile and Zhuo Yao lowered his head and waited for Xiao Yang's response.

Xiao Yang, however, said nothing and stood blankly. After a long time, he asked weakly, "Why did you say sorry?"

This question confused Zhuo Yao. He glanced at Meng Ying doubtfully, trying to find an answer. But Meng Ying hinted that he would solve it himself.

So Zhuo Yao coughed lightly and imitated an adult and said, "Uh! Sir, he said, if you know your mistakes and can correct them, there is no greater good!"

Xiao Yang shook his head. He didn't understand. He just followed his doubts and asked, "You are the second young master. You are dressed so cleanly. It doesn't look like someone is trying to kill you. Why do you have to apologize?"

Zhuo Yao was a little annoyed, so he tried to apologize, but he was rambling on and on, saying things he didn't understand. He immediately became angry, kicked the door, and gritted his teeth and said, "Do you accept it or not?" ?!”

Xiao Yang was so frightened that he fell to the ground, looking at Zhuo Yao's clean silver-gray clothes through the crack in the door, feeling a little at a loss.

Until Meng Ying spoke up, she said to him gently through the crack in the door: "Xiao Yang, Ayao is here to apologize to you sincerely. Apology is only for those who have done something wrong. It has nothing to do with whether the clothes are clean or not. It doesn’t matter if no one wants to kill him. You put your hand out from the crack of the door, and Ayao brought you some snacks."

Not sure if it was because his voice was too gentle, making people inexplicably trusting, or because he was really hungry, Xiao Yang stretched his hand out through the crack in the door.

He was looking forward to it but also anxious. His dry, cracked and dirty hands were trembling slightly as he waited.

Until a piece of delicately crafted, flower-shaped pastry fell into his hands.

He suddenly stopped shaking. He was extremely shocked as he watched this beautiful snack fall into his dark palm. He retracted his hand slowly, slower than the snail crawling on the roadside, for fear of shaking the delicate pastry away.

"I...can I eat it?" he asked.

"Of course, I've given it to you, and you still ask!" Zhuo Yao didn't understand, and didn't understand why he had to confirm it repeatedly. He just felt that he was nagging and not straightforward at all.

Xiao Yang wanted to eat it so much, but he couldn't bear it. He just pinched a little with his fingernails and put it in his mouth. This mere hint of sweetness quickly spread on the tip of his tongue, swept through his throat, and filled his entire heart in an instant.

He really wanted to take another bite, but he couldn't bear it after all.

"Have you finished eating? There's more! The box is too big and I can't pass it in. Stretch out your hand!" Meng Ying shouted outside.

Xiao Yang hid the pastries in his hand and reached out to catch them with his other hand until all the pastries were brought in. He ran away and delivered them to his mother on the bed.

Zhuo Yao was puzzled, pouted and cursed, "Why did he run away? He hasn't said yet whether he forgives me or not!"

The two waited for a while, but didn't see him coming out, so they decided to leave. Zhuo Yao was waiting for Xiao Yang to come out and give him a result.

Meng Ying gently rubbed Zhuo Yao's head, "He will forgive you after eating the pastry. Let's go and see him next time!"

"Then next time, come with me!" Zhuo Yao hung Meng Ying's arm and lifted his legs as if on a swing.

Meng Ying was not annoyed, she leaned to the other side, picked up Zhuo Yao and started running away, "Okay! Hold on tight, let's fly!"

The two left laughing and laughing, and this scene happened to be seen by Xiao Yang who was driven out.

He didn't know Meng Ying's name or his relationship with Zhuo Yao.

He was just wondering, would he come again?

Back in the palace, Meng Ying became very interested in Xiao Yang. He didn't know why General Zhuo kept a child and a woman in that dilapidated courtyard. He couldn't figure it out, so he went to his mother and concubine to ask for details.

At that time, Mei Yingxue was practicing her sword in the yard, and the metal made a clattering sound in the breeze, full of momentum. The begonia flower that had just bloomed recently was knocked down by her sword energy, and the petals were flying in the courtyard, which was extremely beautiful.

Seeing Meng Ying coming, she did not stop, but shouted to Meng Ying, "Ying'er, take out your Fairy Whale Sword and sign with me!"

Without saying a word, Meng Ying started gesticulating with Mei Yingxue with her sword. She learned every move so well that even Mei Yingxue was a little unconvinced. I have been practicing swordsmanship for more than ten years, but to be outdone by this big kid is really embarrassing.

Meng Ying told Mei Yingxue what she saw and heard today. Mei Yingxue's expression was a little strange, a little embarrassed, and a little excited. She sent the servant away, brought a plate of melon seeds, and whispered in Meng Ying's ear.

Meng Ying listened attentively and attentively, and when she heard the last thing, she burst out in anger, "Did the mother-in-law say that he and Ayao are brothers?"

"Son! Please keep your voice down, this is just a rumor, don't tell others!" Mei Yingxue looked around.

"Then it's quite pitiful that he's locked up there." Meng Ying thought deeply.

"That's right. It's impossible for General Zhuo to recognize him. It's said that the dancing girl was given to him by the Southern Barbarians in order to steal information! You often go to Zhuo Mansion, why don't you give him something to eat? It's so big. My child, this is really heartbreaking!" Mei Yingxue was chewing melon seeds with a lively expression.

After hearing this, Meng Ying had an idea in her mind.