Mengying Lin was shocked and almost about to make a sound. She grabbed the corner of her dress and endured.

"Tie Lu, this child is disrespectful to master Dao Zhen. Take him down and urge him ten times." Liancheng Mo ordered Tie Lu lightly, looked up at Liancheng Mo, but lowered his head.

"Your Highness, Yisheng is still young, please don't punish him. He's my brother, I..." Mengying Lin's eyes were misty with water, and she grabbed Liancheng Mo's arm. She did not guess wrong. The old monk seemed to get along with Liancheng Mo at will, but in fact, it must be very important for Liancheng Mo.

Liancheng Mo raised his hand and pressed his finger on her lips. "If there is any reward or punishment, even a child can't break the rules." He added: "as for whether you can be the disaster water, ah, as long as I want you to be the disaster water, if I don't want you to be the disaster water, do you have the qualification to be the disaster water?"

In his eyes, she was just a pet like woman, she was obedient, he could hold her to heaven, she was not obedient, he did not mind to let her fall into mud.

This was a kind of strong self-confidence, self-confidence that he could control everything!

Mengying Lin knew that this was the real Liancheng Mo. It seemed that he was gentle to her, but he was just do that like loving a pet. So he didn't mind her playing some tricks in front of him, because he was confident! Did he really trust her? Or leave her alone? Is it important?

Maybe, it didn't matter to him. It was true or false. What was the point if she couldn't turn his hand over?

It came the sound of the whip falling on the flesh soon outside the door.

Liancheng Mo stood up and went to master Dao Zhen. "Well, you've seen enough of the play. Go to play chess with me."

"Well, you don't listen to me anyway." Master Dao Zhen sighed and looked back at Mengying Lin before leaving with a frown.

As soon as they left, Mengying Lin rushed out of the room in a suit at will, and saw Tie Lu holding up a whip and beating on Yisheng's back.

She rushed over in a hurry and held on to Tie Lu's hand. "Let it pass."

"I'm sorry, Miss Lin. I must carry out our highness's order." He pushed away Mengying Lin in embarrassment and then he continued to beat Yisheng.

But Mengying Lin ignored his whip and rushed to hold Yisheng. She turned around and said, "I'll take several lashes for him. I'm his sister. He doesn't understand anything. It's my fault."

"Miss Lin, don't embarrass me. Besides, you've been with our prince for many days. You should know that if you have the mark of whip on your body, Yisheng... There may be more punishment. Don't worry, it's just a whip. I know the strength. After all, this child will be my nephew in the future. "

Tie Lu really liked Yisheng. Yisheng, a child with special blood and firm will, was the most suitable for cultivating his elder martial brother's martial arts.

Mengying Lin knew Tie Lu was right, so she hesitated for a moment, or let go of her holding Yisheng's hand. She touched his head and said, "Will you bear with it, won't you?"

Yisheng nodded and said, "I'm not afraid of pain."

Very simple for four words, but Mengying Lin didn't know why let her heart a pain, but a six or seven year old child, he had to endure too much.

The whips fell on Yisheng's back one by one. Maybe Tie Lu had grasped the strength, but it was still not acceptable for this half human body.

After ten lashes, Yisheng were so painful that he fainted.

Mengying Lin wiped her tears, and suddenly she didn't want to cry any more. She bit her teeth and picked up Yisheng, she went to the house. Tie Lu's steps moved. He wanted to say something, but after all, he just sighed and said nothing.

Today was a temple fair. It was raining heavily in the mountains. The roads were wet and slippery. It was so-called heavy rain. So many pilgrims lived in the Buddhist temple. Fortunately, thanks to the royal family's patronage, the temple was spectacular in scale and decoration, and it was not stingy compared with the houses of ordinary large families.

As the sky darkened, the smell of the food wafted from the kitchen of the temple.

This yard was the closest to the back mountain of the Buddhist temple, and also the purest. With the friendship between Liancheng Mo and the master Dao Zhen, this yard was naturally for Liancheng Mo and others to live in.

Mengying Lin also lived in the courtyard with the light of Liancheng Mo. But it was impossible for a temple to send food to the palace like the prince's residence.

Liancheng Mo didn't come back after he left with the master Dao Zhen. The wound on Yisheng's back was not light. After applying the medicine, he fell asleep.

The body was the capital of revolution. Mengying Lin was too rational to be wronged by her body because she loved sadness. If no one else in the world cared about you, shouldn't you love yourself more?

It was cold on the top of the mountain. She took a thick cloak and went out of the door. She was going to eat in the canteen. When she went out of the gate of the small courtyard, she walked all the way to the direction of the canteen. After a while, she heard a sound of men and women laughing.

Mengying Lin stepped forward, she look up and suddenly she saw a familiar face. In the distance, a woman in red covered her mouth and chuckled under the plum tree. Her appearance was also very beautiful, so it was hard for Mengying Lin to forget.

Why was Liu Xi here? Couldn't even the Buddhist temple invite her to perform? If she was here, could the royal highness of Liuyue be here?

Unwilling to have contact with these people, Mengying Lin turned around resolutely and walked along another remote path, no matter whether that road led to the dining hall or not, as long as it could avoid these people.

After walking along the path for a while, the sky pressed down completely. There was no lantern around the path. Fortunately, there was a little bit of starlight tonight, so she could see the road under her feet in front of her.

She was so hungry that she delayed for such a long time. She was afraid there was no food in the dining hall for a long time. This Buddhist temple was not like her familiar place. It was not easy to find something to eat. But she could only feel her belly and sigh.

Maybe there was god pitied her. When she was about to turn around, she just kicked her foot. She looked carefully. The thing that blocked the way turned out to be a sweet potato. When she was looking carefully, it turned out that this was a sweet potato vegetable field. She thought that it should be a self-sufficient field in the Buddhist temple.

Thinking of the past life, in the streets of winter, she bought some roasted sweet potatoes from vendors, and then took them back to the studio. Within two minutes, the guys in the studio could wipe out the natural food.

Thinking about it, she had some drool, simply pulled up her sleeve and planed a few sweet potatoes, and then raised the fire beside the big stone. When the fire was about to burn, she buried the sweet potatoes in the deep of the fire.

When waiting for the sweet potatoes to be roasted, Mengying Lin looked up and looked at the stars in the sky. She couldn't help singing her favorite song, "if the cold snow freezes everything, I will wait for you to appear..."