The eldest sister was reborn and the younger sister traveled through time. I just want to survive.

In the center of the room, Yu Wantai knelt on his knees, and the whip in the old King Rong's hand flew up and down, whipping Yu Wantai's waist and back one after another.

The spring clothes were thin, and new blood flowed out almost every time the whip fell. The back of Yu Wantai's clothes was soaked with blood.

Even when he saw Yan Muxi coming in, the old Prince Rong's whip did not pause for the slightest, and he waved the whip in his hand with a wooden expression.

After a moment of shock, Yan Muxi knelt on the ground not far away and asked loudly: "Why did father whip the prince? What mistake did the prince make?"

Yu Wantai turned around when he heard the voice, his expression silent and sad. When he saw Yan Muxi, he forced a smile and said, "I'm fine, don't worry about it. Just go back to the yard and wait for me."

Yan Muxi shook her head in panic, "No, I won't leave." She knelt and took two steps forward, and asked the old Prince Rong loudly again, "What did the prince do wrong? Why did father punish him?"

The old Prince Rong did not look at Yan Muxi. After whipping him hard again, he asked Yu Wantai in a stern voice, "Tell me, are you wrong?"

The whip hit him, and Yu Wantai's body couldn't stop shaking, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "I'm not wrong."

As soon as he finished speaking, another whip rose and fell, and the old King Rong asked again, "Is it wrong?"

"That's right." Even though he was shaking with pain, Yu Wantai's expression was calm. He even smiled at Yan Muxi, "Be obedient and go back to the yard. This is none of your business."

Yan Muxi tried hard to suppress her tears. It was none of her business. How could it be none of her business? If it weren't for her intervention, everything would be just like in Yan Muqing's dream. Yu Wantai would not have been involved in the lawsuit, and would not have suffered the physical pain today.

Seeing another whip falling, she closed her eyes and rushed forward, trying to use her body to stop the anger of King Rong.

With a "snap", the sound of the whip hitting the flesh was loud and creepy, but the expected pain did not come.

When she opened her eyes again, she was held tightly in Yu Wantai's arms, and his peach blossom eyes staring at her seemed to be bleeding.

"I told you it's none of your business. Don't try to show off. Go back to the yard!" Yu Wantai growled at her in a low voice.

Yan Muxi's senses were deaf for a moment.

Once upon a time, Sister Ning An also protected her like this, using her own body to block most of the punishment for her. After so many years, there is still someone willing to protect her like this!

When the next whip came down, she was pushed out by Yu Wantai. After landing on the ground, without stopping for a moment, she got up from the ground and rushed towards the direction of the whip again.

Old Prince Rong narrowed his eyes slightly, and changed the direction of his whipping hand, so that only the tail of the whip swept Yan Muxi's arm.

Before Yan Muxi felt any pain, Yu Wantai pulled her body in front of him again and held her tightly in his arms.

"Father, I was wrong!" Yu Wantai looked up at the old King Rong, his voice unwilling and sad.

Yan Muxi struggled to turn his head and asked in disbelief, "You were wrong? How did you do something wrong?" He turned his head and looked at the old Prince Rong, "I was the one who made the decision to save people, and I was the one who meddled in other people's affairs and wanted to overturn the verdict. If we have to talk about right and wrong, then I should be wrong. The prince did nothing wrong, everything was my idea, if father wants to punish someone, then punish me!"

She thought that after she said this, the old Prince Rong's attitude would be softened, but it didn't. The old Prince Rong waved his hand, raised the whip, and whipped her hard.

Yan Muxi could clearly feel the body behind her trembling. She struggled desperately but could not break free from the restraints.

As the whip fell one after another, the tears suppressed in her eyes burst out, and she cried, "Don't hit me, father, don't hit me, I was wrong... The prince knows he was wrong... He knows he was wrong..."

It was not until Yan Muxi cried until her voice became hoarse that the old Prince Rong finally stopped whipping her. With red eyes, he asked, "Prince, do you know you are wrong?"

The eyes of the father and son met, and Yu Wantai raised a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, "Son, I know I was wrong!"

"I hope that you will keep your promise. If it happens again, I will not let you off easily."

Old Prince Rong spoke in a cold tone, turned around and strode out of the house. He didn't even look at Yu Wantai when he left. His actions were extremely cold and indifferent.

But Yan Muxi clearly saw that the tears in his eyes were about to overflow.

You would obviously feel heartbroken and reluctant to let go, so why would you go against your own wishes and beat your own child?

Without thinking too much, Yan Muxi broke free from the restraints and turned around, asking the shaky Yu Wantai in a crying voice, "How are you?"

Yu Wantai curled the corner of his lips slightly and shook his head to indicate that nothing was wrong.

Seeing his face was so pale that it was almost transparent, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, how could he be fine? Yan Muxi struggled to get up from the ground, and ran out regardless of his weak legs and feet, "Wait, I'll go find someone, ask the palace doctor to come over."

He had not run a few steps when he heard the sound of something falling behind him. He turned around and saw Yu Wantai lying on the ground.

"Master, how are you?" Jixiang ran in with a sad face, followed by Jinchun, Yinxia and Ruyi.

Yan Muxi was about to ask Jin Chun to treat Yu Wantai, but was suppressed by Jixiang's loud cry, "My Lord, you can't die. Open your eyes and look at me. Look at me. How can I live if you die..."

"Don't cry, Jixiang. Carry our master back to the yard first." Ruyi advised with a sad face.

If the patient's condition is unclear, it is better to treat them first and then move them.

"Jinchun, you..." Yan Muxi just opened her mouth when her hand was suddenly held. She looked down and found that the person holding her hand was Yu Wantai, who should have fainted.

Looking at Jixiang and Ruyi, each one more sad than the other, but not saying a word about treating the wounded, Yan Muxi suddenly understood something.

The old Prince Rong's training of his son was for show, and the two followers' deliberate expressions of sadness were also for show.

As for who they were doing this for? The answer was self-evident. The only person who could control the Rong Palace was the emperor.

If I'm not mistaken, the caning that Yu Wantai received last time should also be related to Emperor Yuanjing.

But she couldn't understand why Emperor Yuanjing would do this since the Rong Palace did not interfere in court affairs and old Prince Rong had no military power.

On the surface, they give unlimited honors, but behind the scenes, they suppress us with all their might. Why does all this happen?

When I returned to Shuangxinju, the court doctor was already waiting in the yard.

The clothes on Yu Wantai's back were torn and stuck to his skin in many places.

The court doctor cut the clothes open bit by bit, and when pulling it, it was inevitable that he would touch the red, swollen and bloody flesh. Yan Muxi couldn't bear to watch, but he couldn't take his eyes away.

It would be fine if he fainted, at least he wouldn't feel the pain, but Yu Wantai was just the opposite. He was clearly awake, but he had to pretend to feel nothing and endure such great pain.

Before, she always thought that Yu Wantai was a spoiled child of destiny who would live a carefree life without having to endure any suffering in the world.

I now realize that the superficial prosperity is the easiest to deceive people's eyes. Without true understanding, it is impossible to see through the appearance to the essence of things.

The court doctor was busy until the beginning of midnight before he finished treating all the wounds on Yu Wantai's body.

It was late at night and the couple were the only ones left in the room. Yan Muxi was not sleepy. She knelt beside the footstool and looked at Yu Wantai who was sleeping soundly on the bed.