Time Travel and Love

"Xinglong! Stop! Mother!!" Mo Jiangqing roared, stumbled to the ground, and rushed towards Chu Qingmeng.

By this time, Chu Qingmeng had already been whipped more than a dozen times, his face completely drained of color. Everyone was just spinning around in tears, no one dared to stop him. Mo Jiangqing glanced at Mo Jiangche, who was struggling to break free, and slid down to his knees, hugging the shaky Chu Qingmeng. However, Chu Qingmeng simply gritted her teeth and pushed him away, saying weakly, "Wu Qing, pull him away, or you'll be punished as well."

The four brothers of the Qi family knew that their Ninth Master was serious and would teach them a lesson today, so they had no choice but to pull Mo Jiangqing away. Under Chu Qingmeng's questioning, Xinglong continued the execution, and after twenty lashes, Chu Qingmeng was too weak to stand up straight and knelt on the ground, allowing him to continue the execution.

Mo Liujin finally arrived. Before he even landed on the ground, he yelled with red eyes, "Stop!!"

Chu Qingmeng gathered his strength and gritted his teeth again, "Wen Zhong! Stop him! Third Master! Stand there! If you come over, I'll give you ten more lashes! If you touch Xinglong, I'll give you twenty more!"

After he finished speaking, he was completely exhausted. He hunched over with his head hanging down, and his words became weak. "Xinglong, do it."

Xinglong risked being beaten to death as he continued the execution, administering another ten lashes. Mo Liuyuan and his men arrived, horrified by the scene before them. Mo Liujin tried to suppress his emotions. He understood Qingmeng's intentions: this was to establish authority over the two brats. She had exploited today's incident. But why would she want to ruin her own body?

"Ten more whips..." Chu Qingmeng was now relying entirely on her willpower to hold on. If she relaxed her grip, she would faint.

Feiying's hands were already weak as she tried to hold Mo Jiangche back. It wasn't because she was tired, it was because she was afraid. These dozens of lashes would only cause minor injuries to a man, but her mistress was a woman! Her health was even worse! What if something happened...

"Princess! Stop beating me! That's thirty lashes! If you lash me ten more times, you'll die!" Xinglong knelt down and begged crying. It was the first time he had beaten the most important mistress in the mansion. Although his men had restrained themselves, the princess was a woman after all, and even a flesh wound could be fatal.

Mo Jiangche finally broke free while Feiying's hand was weak. He knelt down in front of Chu Qingmeng, lifted her up from her kneeling position, and held her in his arms, crying loudly, "Mother! I was wrong! You can't hit me anymore! You really can't hit me anymore! I'll take those ten lashes! I'll take them! Mother! I beg you, please don't hit me anymore..."

Chu Qingmeng pushed him twice weakly but failed to push him away. His head leaned weakly on Mo Jiangche's shoulder, but he still tried to speak, "Beat him! The Chu family... has no way of educating their children...! ... They don't manage the family well!"

Xinglong gritted his teeth and stood up to continue the execution, but his men began to restrain most of their strength.

Unable to break free from Wu Qing, Mo Jiangqing could only kneel on the ground, weeping and begging for mercy. Mo Jiangche, completely disregarding everything else, hugged Chu Qingmeng, shaking all over, and pressed himself on top of her, trying to take the ten lashes for her. Chu Qingmeng used her last bit of strength to push him away, allowing Xinglong to continue the execution. These ten lashes were even more unbearable than the previous thirty.

Mo Liuyuan and the others tried to intervene, but Mo Liujin, his eyes red, stopped them. He gritted his teeth and trembled, his hands and feet icy cold. He couldn't. This would ruin Qing Meng's plans. Whether he could endure it or not, he had to grit his teeth and bear it.

After finally finishing the ten lashes, Chu Qingmeng breathed a sigh of relief and passed out. Mo Jiangche was completely unable to cry and just stood there in a daze. Chu Qingmeng fell on his lap, and he didn't even know how to help her up.

Mo Liujin rushed over and wanted to pick her up but didn't know where to start. In the end, he had to carry her back to the yard, and Quan Si followed closely behind.

Mo Jiangqing, who had finally broken free from his restraints, rushed over and grabbed Mo Jiangche, raising his fist and cursing, "You bastard! Don't you know the occasion?! Do you really want to embarrass Mother?! Damn it! You've made Mother so embarrassed! What kind of occasion is this today?! Huh?! Do you really have to throw people out?! If anything happens to Mother, I will beat you to death!"

Mo Liuyuan raised an eyebrow when watching the two of them fighting. Hmm, it was very familiar, just like when he beat their father. He was not worried about Chu Qingmeng at all now. With the miracle doctor beside her, she would not die. When Mo Liujin stopped him, he understood what Qingmeng was planning. It was just that the day was not chosen well and there were too many people. But, there was no other way. Now that the opportunity had come, she had to take advantage of it. Otherwise, she really could not completely control these two sons. She had already indulged them so much that they liked her more, but it was obvious that she did not raise them from childhood. If she disciplined them, they would definitely not obey. Today, she would use a trick of self-torture to scare the monkeys. These two would only be obedient in the future! This trick also stunned everyone in the mansion. All the arrogance and betrayal of the master were put to an end. Tsk tsk tsk tsk, killing three birds with one stone. She still understood some of Eleven's political schemes.

If Chu Qingmeng knew he was thinking so much, she would have scolded him long ago. Bah! Second brother is just a scheming person! People who play tricks have dirty hearts! She just wanted to establish her authority for her concubines, not as much as he thought!