Crossing was beaten

  "Bang...... Bang......"

  Suddenly a chill ran down his spine, Xiao Zongrong abruptly opened his eyes to see the shadow of a club descending with the wind.

  She was startled and instinctively wanted to roll away, but she could only think about it, her body was heavy and not under her control, she couldn't move at all, just gasping for air, her body began to ache with a tearing pain.

  "Bang..." The stick hit her body, shaking her internal organs to the point of bursting, while the water on her head stimulated her and prevented her from fainting again.

  What's going on? Her eyes scanned the distant lights, and immediately closed again in fear of brightness. Having stayed in the dark for a long time, she couldn't adapt to the light for a while.

  "Your Highness, she fainted again. Shall we splash water on her once more?"

  A sharp, piercing voice buzzed in her ear, sharp enough to pierce the eardrum. Xiao Zong couldn't help but furrow his brow, and the numbness of being imprisoned made him unable to adapt not only to light but also to sound.

  "Pour... I want her to be sober... feel the pain, remember this lesson, and never dare to be naughty again!" Another low voice sounded, accompanied by footsteps approaching.

  Xiao Congrong's mind was a bit dull, Your Highness? The King? Which play is this? Tang Yitian's new trick?

  But... she furrowed her brow, wasn't her last awareness Xu Zheng killing her?

  She still clearly remembers the pain of his knife poking her belly, which was much lighter than the pain in her heart. At that moment, she could have counterattacked, but she gave up with a disheartened and disappointed mood.

  He wants to live, she lets him live well... After knowing that he killed the people and children he loves, can he still live well?

  She wants him to be guilty for his whole life, living in regret, if he would...

  "Whoa..."

  Another chill ran through her body, the cold water splashing on her made her pause, she opened her eyes to find a pair of ancient purple embroidered cloud-patterned shoes before her, further up, the hem of a luxurious purple robe, silken threads, an exquisite jade pendant, and a blurry face with an antique jade hairpiece...

  She struggled to shake her head, shaking off the wet hair that covered her eyes, despite the movement making her whole body ache again. When she looked again, the man's face was clear, with handsome features, but the gloom between his eyebrows made him look somewhat somber and cold...

  "Bang..." Another stick hit her body, she was in so much pain that she stiffened up, only to realize that her hand had grabbed onto the edge of the stool and had become numb, not knowing when she would let go.

  "Xiao Cong Rong, do you regret it?" The man bowed his head, coldly staring at her. As he bowed, the long hair on his temples fell down, shiny and black, with a hint of elegance, just like the young masters in ancient costume dramas. What's different is that he has a pair of ruthless and cold eyes!

  Xiao Congrong's heart and lungs were squeezed together in pain, her brows furrowed as she glared at the man and the increasingly clear outline of the room behind him.

  Oil lamps embedded in the earthen wall, an old rough table, clumsy chairs, and several sword-bearing guards standing by, two maidservants kneeling beside them shaking uncontrollably, all dressed in ancient attire...

  "Bang......" again, the pain is so clear, it's not an illusion, nor is it acting!

  Her heart skipped a beat. Who could tell her what had happened? One moment she was in the drug lord's cell, and the next she was somewhere else?

  Could it be... those messy books that my cousin read were actually true? Does time travel really exist in this world?

  And she crossed into this unknown time and space at the moment when she was killed by Xu Zheng?