Ye Zhen entered the dream again.
In her dream, she saw her hands and feet being cut off, but the other party refused to kill her immediately.
The masked man, missing an ear, flew into a rage and pointed at a guard, shouting, "Go, bring the dog and have it bite off both of her ears!"
Ye Zhen was awake in her dream. She was fully aware of the pain in her ears and limbs, and she knew that this was a dream from her past life. Xie Tingzhou was right beside her.
When the pain became unbearable, she whimpered, saying, "Xie Tingzhou, it hurts so much."
She then realized she was being held tightly in someone's arms, unlike the self in her dream, who was desperately and helplessly being tortured.
In the end, she died from the excruciating pain.
After she died, she saw Xie Yunzhou rushing over with Chi Heng. She apologized to them with trepidation, only to be kicked in the groin by them.
"Useless trash, didn't you say that sleeping potion would make her lose her strength?"
Xie Yunzhou, clutching his groin and kneeling with a deathly pale face, pleaded, "Please calm down, that incense was provided by Miss Ye..."
"Xie Yunzhou, what do you mean by that?"
Ye Wantang also rushed over, saying, "I did provide this incense, but Ye Zhen has never been strong because of it over the years."
"Who knows if it was because those old women in your manor didn't handle things properly today, and removed the incense prematurely, allowing her to regain her strength."
Holding the man's arm, her face full of concern, she ordered all the old women guarding Ye Zhen at the Taoist temple to be killed.
Just then, Ye Zhen saw a familiar face and ran over in a panic.
He was the assassin who tried to kill Xie Tingzhou in the mountains, but was killed by Ye Zhen.
It turns out he wasn't Xie Yunzhou's man; he was the masked man's lackey.
He knelt before the fox-like man, "Master, it's terrible! The Crown Prince has arrived with his men."
No sooner had he finished speaking than a blur swept past his head and headed straight for the Taoist temple.
Ye Zhen subconsciously followed the afterimage into the scene. She saw the person kneeling on the ground, taking off his outer robe, and carefully picking up her shattered body with trembling hands, placing it on his outer robe.
He said, "I'm sorry I only just found you; I'm too late."
That voice, that silhouette—they were all too familiar.
Ye Zhen was stunned.
It turns out that after he died in his previous life, Xie Tingzhou came to the capital and even collected his body.
I just don't know if he got revenge for me.
At the same time, a little resentment welled up in my heart: why didn't he arrive sooner?
She was in a lot of pain.
The thought had just crossed her mind when she saw Xie Tingzhou take off another piece of clothing and cover her body with it, saying softly, "Ye Zhenzhen, don't leave too quickly. Wait for me to avenge you."
He instructed Xing Ze, "Guard her well. If anything happens to her, you will bring your head to me."
The man turned around, his eyes sharp as blades, and drew the long sword from his back.
Ye Zhen recognized his face; it was indeed Xie Tingzhou.
He had no mask or beard; it was his face as the Crown Prince Zhaolin.
He had stubble on his chin, two dark circles under his eyes, and his lips were cracked and bleeding from dryness, caused by traveling.
Ye Zhen's lingering resentment dissipated.
It was because she disguised herself so well and erased all traces that he had been searching for her for so many years.
Back then, she was being watched by the Ye family of three, and could only go out in disguise. Later, she was repeatedly chased by assassins after saving Xie Tingzhou and almost lost her life. Fearing that she would bring trouble to those around her, she could only erase all traces.
The more she learns about Xie Tingzhou, the more she realizes his difficult situation. He himself is in danger every day, yet he has never given up searching for her.
How could she possibly blame him?
The sound of swords clashing rang out, and Ye Zhen followed them out.
She saw Xie Tingzhou stab Xie Yunzhou with a sword. Chi Heng tried to stop him, but was beheaded by the men Xie Tingzhou brought.
She saw Xie Tingzhou, his face filled with murderous intent, sever Ye Wantang's hands and feet and slash her face.
Ye Wantang begged for mercy in terror, but he expressionlessly tied the man, who had lost his hands and feet, to the horse with ropes.
He said coldly, "When you plotted against her, you should have thought about your own fate. Ye Zhenzhen is not without protection."
He lowered his voice, full of self-blame, "It's just that the people protecting him arrived too late."
Ye Zhen saw that the man in the fox mask had his hands and feet cut off by Xie Tingzhou, his "root of evil" severed, and was tied to the other side of the horse's back with a rope.
Xie Yunzhou, his body mangled and bloodied, was bound with rope and tied to a horse's tail.
Someone delivered a coffin and burial clothes. Xie Tingzhou closed the door and carefully cleaned, sewed, and put her in the coffin.
He carried the coffin on his back, rode the snow-white horse with the ring, and drove Songzhi, who was pulling Xie Yunzhou and the other two, all the way to the palace gate.
Ye Zhen heard the Empress ask him, "Zhaolin, you are the Crown Prince, is this worth it?"
He slashed at the masked man with his sword and laughed, "Ye Zhenzhen is the only person in this world who truly cares for me. Zhao Lin thinks it's worth it."
Another sword slashed across Ye Wantang's face. He said with disdain, "This person is the daughter of Ye Zhengqing, a minor official of the fifth rank. She has replaced Ye Zhen and impersonated the legitimate daughter of a first-rank general's mansion for many years. She deserves to die."
Ye Zhen was shocked.
In his past life, Xie Tingzhou discovered that Ye Wantang was an imposter. How did he find out, and what evidence did he find?
Unfortunately, the events in the dream were like a storybook with its pages torn out, fragmented and disjointed.
Ye Zhen wanted to see the masked man's face again, but the scene changed.
It was Xie Tingzhou who carried her coffin, climbing up to the mountaintop temple step by step, bowing with each step.
The white-bearded monk looked at him with pity and said, "The dead cannot be brought back to life. Please accept my condolences."
Xie Tingzhou clearly didn't listen to him. Spring came and autumn went, and he carried her to visit many temples and kneel in many Taoist temples.
He begged them to help her come back to life.
An official earnestly advised, "You are the crown prince, and you should shoulder the responsibility of being the heir apparent. How can you indulge in superstitions and supernatural phenomena for the sake of a woman?"
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