In the Three Kingdoms, many children bring many blessings. The Queen Mother Hu and He are cut off at

Looking at the blushing face.

Mrs. Ding, who was looking at him with tearful eyes and reaching out her hand to whisper to him, Ang'er.

Qin Jiuan couldn't help but look strange.

"Is this woman so bad at drinking?"

Wine doesn't get you drunk by itself, but people get drunk by themselves.

Mrs. Ding was already full of worries.

In addition, Qin Jiuan's drinking style made Mrs. Ding drink a whole pot of wine with a strong aftertaste.

She was directly drunk.

While thinking.

Mrs. Ding had already climbed up and hugged Qin Jiuan crying.

"Ang'er, it's great, mother finally sees you."

"Do you know how much mother misses you?"

"Woo woo woo woo."

Listening to Mrs. Ding's sad and excited cry.

Qin Jiuan thought of something and couldn't help but reveal an evil smile.

The next day.

Mrs. Ding woke up to the sound of birds singing outside the window.

I just felt a severe headache.

She opened her eyes in a daze and saw an unfamiliar ceiling.

"Where is this?"

Mrs. Ding murmured and suddenly heard some movement.

Immediately got up and looked.

Then she saw Qin Jiuan sitting at the table eating breakfast with only a loose coat on.

In an instant.

The previous memories flooded into her mind.

Mrs. Ding gritted her teeth and looked at Qin Jiuan.

"You...?!"

"Wake up, come, eat."

Mrs. Ding gritted her teeth and finally got up.

"Where are my clothes?"

"You don't need that."

Mrs. Ding was silent for a while.

She sat down beside Qin Jiuan obediently.

In front of the bowl and chopsticks.

She ate the food silently.

It was as if she had completely surrendered and accepted her fate.

Even though Qin Jiuan stretched out his hand and held her in his arms, she did not resist.

After eating, she took another nap.

In the afternoon.

Mrs. Ding snuggled in Qin Jiuan's arms and followed him into the carriage.

She sat in Qin Jiuan's arms obediently.

It was bumpy all the way.

After finally arriving in the city, Mrs. Ding could no longer see the eyeballs of her eyes.

Listening to the noisy shouting in the city.

She fainted from nervousness.

A few days later.

Mrs. Ding opened her beautiful eyes in a daze.

What she saw was the dark ceiling of the bed.

Mrs. Ding felt dizzy.

She was also very sore.

Especially her thighs were swollen and painful.

After a long time.

Mrs. Ding felt as if someone was hugging her. She turned her head and saw Qin Jiuan sleeping beside her.

And at this moment.

The memories of the past few days came to her mind.

"Slut~!"

Madam Ding cursed inwardly.

Her face was complicated.

She had been tortured these days.

She was hardly awake for a single day.

She was tortured by him day and night. She had originally thought that she would kill him when he was weak and unprepared to avenge Ang'er, and then commit suicide. Who would have thought that

Madam Ding looked around.

She found a small dagger that seemed to be used to peel fruit on the table in the distance.

Madam Ding's beautiful eyes lit up slightly.

She immediately climbed up on tiptoe.

But as soon as she stood up, she couldn't help but groan and fell down.

Her face turned pale.

It hurts!

It hurts so much!

To be honest.

She had been married to Cao Cao for more than 20 years.

Although due to her own reasons.

She couldn't get pregnant.

But she is also a real wife.

It’s just that Qin Jiuan is too scary.

The size is completely different from the short Cao Cao.

Plus, the other party seems to want to kill her.

While Madam Ding was enduring the piercing pain, she heard an interested sound.

Instantly her pretty face turned pale. (To read the exciting novels, go to Fulu Novel Network!)

Look up and see.

I just hit Qin Jiuan directly.

At this moment.

The other party has woken up.

Looking at her with interest.

"Are you so impatient?"

"No!"

"Wait...?!"

A few days later.

Madam Ding regained consciousness in a daze.

I saw the familiar yet unfamiliar ceiling again.

She saw the hateful and scary man beside her.

A hint of fear appeared in Mrs. Ding’s beautiful eyes.

Her petite and plump body trembled subconsciously.

During this period of time.

She had a deep fear of this terrifying man.

She curled up.

After a long time.

She thought of her dead son. []

Mrs. Ding’s love for her son finally overwhelmed her fear of this man.

Gritting her teeth.

This time, she endured the severe pain under her body.

Staggered over Qin Jiuan.

Carefully got off the bed.

When she got under the bed.

Mrs. Ding put one leg on the ground and the other on the bed.

The leg that was on the ground just exerted force.

"Hush?!"

A sharp pain came suddenly.

Mrs. Ding's face turned extremely pale.

She fell to the ground without control.

It's over!

The moment she fell to the ground.

Mrs. Ding ignored the pain and was filled with despair.

As expected.

Before she could recover from the pain,Come.

Then I remembered Qin Jiuan's half-smiley voice.

"What are you going to do, Madam?"

Mrs. Ding turned her head.

Looking at Qin Jiuan, who was looking down at her with a half-smile.

Pale face.

"You, don't come over here!"

Snap! .

I don't know how many days later.

Finally, Mrs. Ding, who finally held the dagger on the table, smiled with relief.

"Finally, finally..."

God knows how she got through this period of time!

(From Zhao) It's just from the side of the bed.

To the distance on the table.

Only a ghost knows how many days she has walked!

And how much torture she has suffered.

Fortunately...

Feeling the touch of the cold dagger in her hand.

Mrs. Ding’s mouth curled up slightly.

The voice and smile of her good boy Cao Ang seemed to appear in front of her.

“Ang’er, don’t worry.”

“Mother will avenge you soon.”

Mrs. Ding murmured.

But she was suddenly startled.

Because she found herself looking down at the dagger and the table, which was shrouded in shadows without knowing when.

Mrs. Ding realized something and her smile disappeared.

Turned around.

But she saw Qin Jiuan looking at her with a smile.

Pah! Yun.

The dagger in her hand fell to the ground.

Mrs. Ding herself staggered and held the table to stand steadily.

Looked at Qin Jiuan in fear.

“No, don’t...”