Bai Zhi held her breath. To be honest, she didn't want to see anyone now. It could even be said that she was afraid.

As the footsteps approached, her heart skipped a beat. She huddled up and looked toward the light. They were two people. She could tell Zhuo Ling and Zhuo Yao just by looking at their figures.

She immediately turned her head away, but also breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhuo Yao is still alive.

Zhuo Yao's steps were extremely vain, each foot seemed to miss the mark and was weak. He had only just regained consciousness.

The two of them were holding heavy cotton quilts and carrying heavy food boxes.

Bai Zhi didn't want to pay attention to them. She didn't even raise her head until the two of them entered the cell.

"Azhi, are you okay?" Zhuo Ling asked with some distress. She did not attend the alliance today and had no idea that so many important things had happened at the court meeting.

Bai Zhi's nose was a little sore, and she wanted to laugh at herself, but she was thinking about the child in Zhuo Ling's belly, so she did not say any offensive words, but chose to remain silent.

Zhuo Ling was also sad, and hurriedly knelt down, gathered up the hay on the ground and arranged it neatly, then put the quilt on it, "Ah Zhi, sit here, be softer, and then drink some mutton soup, I asked the kitchen to stew it... "

As she spoke, she took the food box from Zhuo Yao's hand. Zhuo Yao's body seemed to be out of control. When the strength was relieved from his hands, the strength was also relieved from his feet. For a moment, he fell heavily against the cell door frame, and his broad body leaned against it. Slowly slide down and sit down.

Zhuo Ling put down the food box in panic and tried to support Zhuo Yao. Bai Zhi also raised her head uncontrollably. Under the dim light, Zhuo Yao's face was pale and his pupils seemed to be unable to focus.

Bai Zhi didn't know whether to feel distressed or angry. After biting her lip and breathing heavily for a while, she was still angry and distressed.

"Have you taken out the bullet?" Bai Zhi felt that her tone was very cold, but it seemed that as soon as she opened her mouth, it turned into concern.

"Take..." Zhuo Yao couldn't make a sound for a moment. Sword wounds were nothing to him, but gunshot wounds seemed to be somewhat different.

"Take it out." After Zhuo Ling straightened Zhuo Yao up, she went to pick up the food box. There was hot soup in the food box, and she was afraid it would get cold.

"Azhi, eat quickly. Maybe you can go out tomorrow. You can only make do with it tonight." Zhuo Ling put the broth in front of her.

The soup was still piping hot and should have been delivered as soon as it was cooked.

Although Bai Zhi was hungry and cold now, she still turned her head and refused, and then sneered at herself, "Since it is rebellion, how can you spare me so easily?"

"No, Brother Salan will never hurt you. He should let you go soon." Zhuo Ling said firmly.

These words made Bai Zhi understand Zhuo Yao's logic almost instantly, "He won't hurt me? Even though I'm in prison now, does sister still think he won't hurt me? Zhuo Yao, you didn't choose to stand behind me at that time , do you think so too?”

Zhuo Yao breathed heavily, and his eyes struggled to focus. His usually cold eyes became hazy and obscure, like a wet mire, "Yes... he won't hurt you. If he loves you... he won't hurt you." …”

Upon hearing this, Bai Zhi couldn't help but laugh. Her voice suddenly became high-pitched and a little disdainful, and she asked, "Is his love so amazing? Do I have to accept it?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhuo Yao and Zhuo Ling fell silent. Bai Zhi looked at them funny, "I know what you want. You hope to join forces as soon as possible to save your brother, so you need Meng Ying to facilitate this." What's wrong with this? It's just that you have never regarded me as family..."

"No... Ah Zhi, you must be our family, but..." Zhuo Ling suddenly stopped talking. She was still trying to say that Meng Ying loved her, so she should be his princess.

Zhuo Ling understood the mark that was deeply engraved in the minds of her sister and brother.

It's like, Meng Ying is God, whatever he says and does is right, he deserves what he wants, and what he hates should be destroyed.

After his mother's death, Meng Ying's little help was like providing help in times of need, like finding a light in a dark room, and achieved his mythical status in the hearts of the two siblings.

Just like people believe that gods will help in times of crisis, they believe in Meng Ying and regard him as a god.

But they overlooked one thing, Meng Ying is just a mortal.

They were just shamelessly relying on him.

But the reason is that when she was a child, she regarded Meng Ying as a life-saving straw. When she didn't know how to organize a funeral, she went to Meng Ying. When she didn't know how to manage the servants, she went to Meng Ying. When her brother was sick, she went to Meng Ying. Ying, later on, no matter what clothes she wore or what she said, she would go to Meng Ying.

She worked hard to reinforce in front of her brothers how important and powerful he was.

Little did she know that she had already been able to do these things by herself.

Thinking about it now, he is actually not that important anymore.

Zhuo Ling suddenly shed a tear and pressed her forehead against Bai Zhi's, "It's my sister's fault. She thought wrong. His love is nothing special. If Azhi doesn't like it, don't accept it, and there's no need to forgive..."

"Ayao and I both made mistakes. It was our wishful thinking that pushed you to brother Salan. It was us who forced you. Sister, I apologize to you. If you feel uncomfortable, just blame us and scold us, but it doesn't matter whether you will forgive or not in the end. We, sister, are your family and will always be..."

No matter how cold Bai Zhi's heart was, she was still hit by Zhuo Ling's words. She didn't have to accept Meng Ying's words, at least there was someone supporting her now.

She was still distressed that she was pregnant and feeling uncomfortable. She wiped away her tears and said to Zhuo Ling, "Sister, please go back first. I have something to say to Zhuo Yao."

Zhuo Ling glanced at Zhuo Yao with some worry. Although he was very strong, he had never seen a gunshot wound. He was extremely weak now, and he was afraid that he would be too sad and angry to death.

Zhuo Yao leaned against the cell door and nodded towards Zhuo Ling. Zhuo Ling had no choice but to leave. There were some things that could only be said between the two of them, but she didn't go far and only listened at the corner in case Zhuo Yao couldn't bear it.

After Zhuo Ling left, Bai Zhi was silent for a long time before speaking, "How are you injured?"

It was a cold tone and her second concern.

"I...it's fine...it's not critical..."

"Can you swear...you won't die?" Bai Zhi emphasized again.

Zhuo Yao didn't understand what she meant, but he did what she said, "I swear...I won't die..."

"Okay...you said it...I have something to say to you."

At this point, Zhuo Yao still had some expectations. He felt that she felt sorry for him.

Bai Zhi took a deep breath, with a somewhat cool smile, and lightly opened her lips, "Actually... getting married to you was just a marriage."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuo Yao's pupils suddenly trembled, and his heart ached as if he was being sawed back and forth.

It's just that the serrated blade has two ends. While it was sawing Zhuo Yao, it also injured Jiang Bai Zhi completely.

The extreme pain brought a bit of pleasure, but she still wanted to speak.

"Agu...it's just to tie up your bargaining chip."

Zhuo Yao felt a surge of blood in his chest. He raised his hand and pressed his chest tightly, as if if he couldn't hold it down, a mouthful of blood would spurt out and kill him.

"If you don't have soldiers, no one will care about you. You don't have any merit. You can't even let your own woman go. You're such a coward!"

"How can such a big man obey others' orders?"

Bai Zhi saw that his eyes were filled with tears and he was on the verge of collapse. Her voice gradually became smaller and smaller. She bit her lip and asked again, "You really won't die?"

Zhuo Yao understands that if there is pain in a person's heart, it must be vented and killed in full swing in order to feel at ease.

He gritted his back molars tightly, "No... I don't feel any pain at all."

Bai Zhi's expression also changed. She tried hard to maintain her sarcastic smile, but those two lines of tears betrayed her, "Okay, I'll continue..."

"In the end, you are the kind of man who accomplishes nothing. You can't protect women and you just love to be other people's lapdog!"

"It's not as good as my Wenjing!"

"Wen Jing is better than you in everything. To be honest, I regret it. I regret marrying you..."

"You really won't die?" Bai Zhi confirmed again and again.

Zhuo Yao pressed his chest tightly, blood swirling in his throat, "No!"

"Well..." Bai Zhi choked with sobs.

"Zhuo Yao, I have never loved you..."