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

Zhuo Yao accompanied Bai Zhi to the execution place, and Bai Zhi lay down consciously.

Zhuo Yao hesitated, "Aren't you... afraid?"

Bai Zhi gritted her teeth, with tears in her eyes, and shook her head.

Zhuo Yao was so choked that he said angrily to the thug: "Hit me gently!"

The executioner looked troubled, "This..."

"General Zhuo, this is not in line with etiquette. It's hard for me to communicate with the Queen Mother!" the palace man on the side said sharply.

Just as he was talking, Zhuo Ling and Eunuch Lan, who was beside the Queen Mother, walked over.

"Ayao, the Queen Mother asked you not to interfere." Zhuo Ling frowned and glanced at Bai Zhi.

Eunuch Lan said: "General Zhuo, please don't interfere."

Zhuo Yao got angry, slammed the sword in his hand, and then began to take off his armor.

Zhuo Ling and Bai Zhi were shocked and asked in unison: "What are you doing?!"

"I'll accompany her. If you give her a cane, give me a cane!" Zhuo Yao quickly took off his clothes.

Zhuo Ling was anxious, "Your injury from last time hasn't healed yet!"

"What's the point of being beaten like this? Isn't it a wasted beating?" Bai Zhi advised.

"Meaning? What meaning do you want? It's my fault for making you suffer. If you make a mistake, you will be punished!"

After Zhuo Yao finished speaking, he lay down on the ground, pointed at his butt to the brothers next to him, and motioned for them to spank him.

Bai Zhi was speechless and said anxiously: "You are really sick! What does I have to do with you? We are enemies, enemies! Our positions are different, and we are not even friends! Ah——"

Before she finished speaking, a stick fell on Bai Zhi's butt.

The heartbreaking pain came, and Bai Zhi's mind went blank. Is it that painful?

I really regret it at this moment, what am I trying to do!

Zhuo Yao felt a throbbing pain in his heart and signaled his brothers to hit him.

The men looked at each other, feeling a little embarrassed and fought.

"Ah -" Bai Zhi screamed again, her nails digging into the wooden bench unconsciously.

Zhuo Yao roared angrily, "Didn't you fucking eat? Keep deducting your salary like this!"

The subordinates did not dare to let go after hearing this.

Zhuo Ling's heart ached with pain. She knew that Zhuo Yao's injury last time was not healed yet. This time, I was beaten again because of this woman! I was so angry.

Bai Zhi couldn't care about Zhuo Yao at all. At this moment, she knew nothing but crying. Tears were randomly slapped on her face with the cold wind. She bit the clothes in her hands and cried out.

On the tower not far away, Meng Ying stood on the wall, facing the wind.

His expression was indifferent and his eyes were lifeless. He just listened quietly to the women's cries coming from below without making any movement.

The Imperial Master quietly appeared behind him and said softly: "You are too impulsive today."

"I want to be more impulsive and kill the Queen Mother." Meng Ying said treasonous words in a calm tone.

"Just because a queen mother falls, it doesn't mean that the Zhuo family will disappear." Yu Jing said.

"I know, of course I know! But I still want to eat his flesh and blood right away." Meng Ying still looked calm.

Yu Jing looked at the woman below and asked, "What do you think will be the consequences of Zhuo Yao accompanying her to receive this beating?"

"Oh, this is obvious. Both the Queen Mother and the Crown Prince will regard her as a pawn to threaten Zhuo Yao." Meng Ying said.

"you can also!"

Meng Ying turned her head and stared at Yu Jing, her eyes frozen, "Do you dare to touch her?"

It was rare for Yu Jing to see Meng Ying like this, so he didn't dare to answer.

"I'll make them pay."

After Meng Ying said this, she jumped down from the roof.

After finishing the ten sticks, Bai Zhi's teeth couldn't stop trembling. She couldn't say a word and could only make a whimpering sound.

Meng Ying gently landed in front of Bai Zhi, startling the people around her.

He gently lifted Bai Zhi up in his arms. Bai Zhi no longer had any strength to push him away, so she could only lie in his arms, trembling uncontrollably.

After taking just two steps, Bai Zhi weakly pulled Meng Ying's clothes gently, "Wait... I have something to say... to Zhuo Yao..."

Meng Ying paused, stunned for a moment, then hugged her and walked back.

"Put me down..." Bai Zhi gently grasped Meng Ying's skirt again.

Meng Ying completely listened to her words.

Bai Zhi knelt beside Zhuo Yao. She was unable to make a sound, so she leaned towards Zhuo Yao's ear.

"Thank you...General Zhuo for your friendship. It's just you and me...from now on we can only be enemies...nothing to do with us anymore...General Zhuo...take care..." Bai Zhi struggled to speak from her throat.

The weak breath flowed into Zhuo Yao's ears, making Zhuo Yao's whole body feel like he had fallen into an ice cave.

He grabbed Bai Zhi's hand suddenly, his voice a little hoarse, "No, Meng Ying can't give you anything! He will kill you! You follow me, you follow me!"

Meng Ying hugged Bai Zhi horizontally, and Bai Zhi's weak, boneless hand slipped away from Zhuo Yao's hand.

Zhuo Yao punched the ground with his fist and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Meng Ying! Can you please stop being enemies with our Zhuo family?"

Meng Ying remained silent and continued walking forward.

"Meng Ying!" Zhuo Yao continued to shout, struggling to get up and trying to catch Meng Ying.

Zhuo Ling held Zhuo Yao's shoulders and stopped Zhuo Yao.

"Meng Ying! Meng Salan!" Zhuo Yao's voice struck Meng Ying's chest heavily, causing bursts of pain.

"Brother Salan——"

Zhuo Yao knelt on the ground weakly, his voice seemed to be deflated, and he murmured softly, "Brother Salan..."

Meng Ying glanced at the trembling person in her arms, her heart also trembled, but her face was expressionless.

There was no hesitation in his steps, and he left Zhuo Yao's sight without looking back.

The Zhuo family must die.

Zhuo Yao couldn't catch anything and knelt on the ground helplessly. He yelled at Zhuo Ling, "Sister! Go and persuade him! Go and persuade brother Salan!"

Zhuo Ling also knelt down weakly in front of Zhuo Yao, "Ayao, I'm sorry, sister can't do anything, there's nothing she can do!"

"He can't protect himself. You ask him to give me the White Lotus and let her marry into my Zhuo family and into the Zhennan Palace. I will protect her for the rest of her life! I will never let her get hurt again! I will never do anything like this today. Will make it happen again!"

Zhuo Yao's tone gradually became pleading, and silent tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

Zhuo Ling shook her head, tears rolled down along with Zhuo Yao's tears, and she couldn't say a word for a long time.

For a long time, she looked at Zhuo Yao's absent-minded eyes, gently held his face, and spoke softly, "Ayao, you can't do it. You have offended the prince. The queen mother questioned your infidelity. She, Bai Zhi, has become the queen mother's wife." A thorn in her side! You will only harm her! You are no different from Brother Salan!"

"Sister..." Zhuo Yao choked.

"Ayao..." Zhuo Ling wiped away his tears.

The Zhuo clan has long become a huge interest group. The Zhennan Wang family, which is at the center of this whirlpool, has no choice but to die.

When they were children, they enjoyed the edge of the Zhuo family, but now they can no longer escape. They can only become puppets of the Zhuo family under the glory of hundreds of years, controlled by these invisible hands.

Although they all knew clearly in their hearts how stupid the prince was and how outstanding their brother Salan was.

They all feel sorry for each other.

Zhuo Yao felt sorry for his sister. During the past twelve years, he had hidden his feelings for Meng Ying deep in his heart. For the Zhennan Palace and her two younger brothers, he tried his best to please the Queen Mother and her uncles and maintain all relationships.

And Zhuo Ling felt sorry for his younger brother, for everything about his younger brother, for him being beaten, for being hurt, for being hurt, for being unable to love him, for his sincere admiration for Meng Ying, but in the end he only turned against him.

The two siblings pressed their foreheads together, weeping silently in the cold and noisy wind.