Meng Bo and Zhao Ying came to the Celestial Empire, and although the Celestial Empire was full of blood-stained walls and collapsed houses, most of the people who had fled had already returned.

Perhaps they were really accustomed to loss and pain, and most of the people in the city had regained their peace, and they were busy with their own business, and the few sad voices in the city were mostly just children from the roadside.

Not long after, Meng Bo and others came to the outside of the court, looking at the guards standing solemnly, Jian Mao hurriedly called out the token but was stopped by Zhao Ying.

Zhao Ying hurriedly turned her head to Jian Mao and said, "My Emperor ......" Zhao Ying hesitated, but fortunately she thought of countermeasures on the way here, and then said to Jian Mao, "My Emperor has been busy recently, you go to Changle Hall to wait for me first, and I will go to report to my Emperor." ”

Listening to Zhao Ying's words, Meng Bo hesitated for a moment, then raised his head and nodded slowly to Zhao Ying, and said in a deep voice, "Thank you, Ying'er." ”

Zhao Ying didn't say anything, twisted her head, and quickly turned around and walked towards the palace.

Zhao Ying quickly came to the outside of the main hall with a token in hand, and at this time, the general secretary in the main hall was discussing important matters with several ministers, but Zhao Ying suddenly broke in regardless of the obstruction.

Seeing Zhao Ying trespassing into the hall, he didn't say anything and didn't say anything to blame, he gave an order, and the ministers slowly retreated.

Then he asked Zhao Ying without a word, "Ying'er, could it be that something happened in such a hurry?"

"My emperor, I brought Meng Bo back. Zhao Ying's tone looked anxious, and then her face showed a hint of panic and said to Jian Buyan, "But he was deceived by me, so he was willing to come back." ”

"Oh?" Jian Buyan smiled, then slowly stood up from the dragon chair and asked Zhao Ying, "What did you lie to him?"

"I ......" Zhao Ying pondered for a while, and then told everything to Jian Buyan.

Jian Buyan suddenly laughed when he heard this, and then said to Zhao Ying, "Ying'er, men are going to do great things, and you are so reluctant to leave him in the palace, wouldn't it hurt him." ”

"But he went to be with the demon clan, and what he did was against the court and the human race!" Zhao Ying's face was flustered, her eyes were full of urgency, and then she hurriedly prayed to Jian Buyan, "My emperor, I hope you can leave Meng Bo in the palace and don't let him go back." ”

Hearing Zhao Ying's words, he walked up to Zhao Ying slowly, and said as he walked, "Ying'er, why can't you trust him like Mengxue." ”

Zhao Ying lowered her head and hesitated for a moment, she also wanted to trust Meng Bo, but when she thought of the demon clan, she couldn't let go of that hateful heart at all, because in her eyes, the demon clan would always be a heinous monster.

"It's me, not her. Zhao Ying lowered her head and said in a deep voice, then raised her head and said to Jian Buyan with tears in her eyes, "My emperor, you can go outside and take a look at those innocent people." ”

After that, Dao Dao tears seeped out of Zhao Ying's eyes like a stream, she shook her head blankly, trembling all over her body and said, "Demons will always be demons, they will not be human!"

Jian Buyan shook his head slightly, and replied earnestly, "Ying'er, what Meng Bo wants to do is his freedom, I really can't help you stop him." Then Jian Buyan sighed and said to Zhao Ying in a deep voice, "Why can't you trust him? You should believe that what he did was right, at least I believe him." ”

In fact, Jian Buyan and the former emperor have always controlled Meng Bo's every move, it can be said that except for the green dragon and the demon servant, all this is actually in their control, so Jian Buyan can be so assured of Meng Bo.

But Zhao Ying didn't know that after hearing Jian Buyan's words, she turned her head and ran out of the main hall, and secretly hid in a corner where no one was there and cried bitterly.

At this time, she didn't even know how to face Meng Bo, she created such a big lie, but in the end, no one helped her to fulfill the lie, she seemed to be pushed to the edge of the cliff, unable to enter, unable to retreat.

After crying bitterly, Zhao Ying seemed to release all her inhibitions, and at the same time, she also figured out a lot at once. After digesting Jian Buyan's words, she decided to try to trust Meng Bo, she knew that she had always been too stubborn, and she had never considered Meng Bo's thoughts.

Suddenly Zhao Ying was a lot more relaxed, she couldn't help but smile, she wanted to be like Mengxue, and believe Mengbo without any scruples. After all, it's the sixth life, and in this life, she warned herself that she must grasp it well, no longer think about what is good and evil, no longer think about what demons, and she should never be separated from Meng Bo in this life!

Then she got up and walked quickly towards the Changle Palace, she decided to go to the Heavenly Dao Society with Meng Bo, she would follow what Meng Bo did, and never be separated from Meng Bo.

At this time, the Changle Hall has lost its former atmosphere, the ceiling of the main hall has leaked a big hole, the doors and windows have been broken, and the walls are also full of cracks, and there are traces of blood.

These are all done by the demon servants before, and the imperial court has just recaptured the Celestial Empire, so this place has not had time to be repaired.

Looking at these, especially the blood on the wall, Zhao Ying swallowed deeply, and then slowly pushed open the door of the Changle Hall and walked in.

At this time, Meng Bo was sitting in the study reading a book, and Jian Mao was not here, looking at Meng Bo sitting in the study, Zhao Ying couldn't help but recall the scenes in the past.

Although the current Changle Hall is in tatters, as soon as she recalls the scene when Meng Bo once sat in the study, and the shy scene of herself and Meng Bo, Zhao Ying couldn't help but leak a honey-like smile.

"Ying'er, you're here. Meng Bo suddenly found Zhao Ying on the side, hurriedly put down the book, stood up abruptly and asked, "Ying'er, how is Miss Tong Ling'er now?"

Hearing Meng Bo's words, Zhao Ying was stunned for a moment.

"She ......" Zhao Ying didn't know what to say to Meng Bo, she hesitated for a moment and then looked up and said to Meng Bo, "Meng Bo, I'm willing to go with you, don't be angry with me, okay?"

Zhao Ying let go of the gap in her heart and smiled slightly at Meng Bo, but it seemed a little reluctant.

"When have I ever been mad at you. Meng Bo hurriedly walked in front of Zhao Ying, he slowly hugged Zhao Ying and said, "Ying'er, I've never been angry with you. ”

Hearing Meng Bo's words, Zhao Ying immediately felt extremely relieved, but her heart was also full of worry, she was worried that if she said the truth, all this beauty could be destroyed at any time.

"Mengbo......" Zhao Ying hesitated, and then mustered up the courage to say to Mengbo, "Tong Ling'er was not caught by the imperial court, I lied to you!"

"What!" Meng Bo was startled, and his breathing suddenly became rapid.

"Meng Bo, I'm sorry!" Zhao Ying's eyes suddenly welled up with tears, thinking that Meng Bo trusted him so much, but he deceived him, Zhao Ying hated himself very much in his heart.

Meng Bo took a deep breath, he knew Zhao Ying's reason for lying to him.

"Ying'er, thank you. Meng Bo smiled slightly at Zhao Ying, hugged Zhao Ying tightly, and said with a smile, "As long as you are willing to be with me, as long as you will not be harmed, I am willing to be deceived by you ten thousand times!"

There was a stream of tears in Meng Bo's eyes, but he always kept smiling, he knew that he couldn't shed tears easily, in front of his loved ones, he could only laugh.

"Fierce ......"

Zhao Ying suddenly looked very comfortable, her tears were like streams, soaked through Mengbo's coat, but she always complained about herself in her heart, and kept muttering to herself;