The Mysterious Wife of the Indifferent Emperor and Young Master

Ni Simiao keenly noticed that Yi Duoer was restless all night.

Ever since Feng Yuning and the others left, she seemed to have lost her soul, lost her mind when speaking and doing things, and even used facial cleanser as toothpaste and squeezed it on the toothbrush.

"Duo'er, this is facial cleanser, where can I brush my teeth?"

Seeing that Yi Duoer was about to brush her teeth, Ni Simiao hurried forward to grab the toothbrush and throw it into the trash can.

"Really? I... I didn't pay attention."

Yi Duoer came back to her senses, she laughed a little nervously, and her voice stuttered a little.

"What's the matter with you tonight? What's on your mind?"

Ni Simiao supported Yi Duoer's shoulder and asked worriedly.

Ever since Yi Duo'er became pregnant, he found that Yi Duo'er seemed to be a different person, always preoccupied, could it be... Depression during pregnancy?

But not so much.

Yi Duoer is a nurse herself, and there are no conflicts between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law or economic conflicts. Where does this depression come from?
"I have nothing."

Yi Duoer broke away from Ni Simiao's hand, turned around and entered the bedroom without even washing her face.

Ni Simiao followed into the bedroom, and saw that Yi Duo'er was already lying on the bed, with her back turned to him and her eyes closed, motionless.

With a deep sigh, Ni Simiao turned off the light, lay down beside Yi Duoer, and hugged her from behind.

"Duo'er, we are husband and wife, you must not hide anything from me, even if something big happens, you have to tell me, you have to trust me, I will help you, don't carry it alone, you understand?"

Yi Duoer didn't speak, as if she was asleep.

But Ni Simiao could clearly feel Yi Duoer's breathing and heartbeat.

She is so nervous!

Even though she deliberately adjusted her breathing, the rapid heartbeat still betrayed her heart.

In the darkness, Yi Duoer opened her eyes and looked out the window.

The pitch-black night was like a bloody mouth, ready to swallow her up at any moment, causing her to be crushed to pieces.

Before she knew it, Yi Duo'er fell into a deep sleep.

In the dream, she returned to her childhood.

It was also this late at night, listening to the laughter of men and women in the next room, she was too scared to fall asleep.

Even though she was very young, she already knew what the adoptive mother next door was doing, and that was something only grown-ups could do.

But the man with his adoptive mother was not his adoptive father, but a young man who was much younger than his adoptive mother.

There was a noise outside, Yi Duo'er climbed out of bed carefully, and walked to the door cautiously. Through the crack of the door, she saw her adoptive father sitting on the sofa smoking a cigarette, watching TV with a blank expression, as if he didn't care about the movement in the bedroom. smell.

This is not the first time, many times, the adoptive father is watching TV outside, and the adoptive mother is in the bedroom with other men...

Wanting to go back to bed to sleep, but accidentally, Yi Duo'er knocked over the porcelain on the table, making a crisp bang, which was especially ear-piercing in this night.

Soon, the adoptive mother's abuse came from the next door.

"Damn girl, you don't sleep in the middle of the night and listen to other people's corners, do you want to die?"

Immediately, there was the sound of footsteps at the door, and the door was kicked open, and the adoptive father with a gloomy expression came in, holding a belt in his hand.

He didn't speak, but twisted Yi Duo'er's hands behind his back, tied them with belts, and hung them on the mosquito net pole like drying clothes.

"Dad, I was wrong, I don't dare to do it anymore, please let me go, I'm in so much pain."

The young Yi Duoer begged, but she didn't dare to cry, resisting the severe pain, just admitting her mistakes over and over again.

"Pain? Does this hurt?"

The adoptive father sneered, picked up a feather duster that had lost all its feathers, and slammed it viciously at Yi Duo'er.

Even though it was so painful, Yi Duo'er still didn't dare to cry, and didn't even dare to scream.

She knew that the more she cried and resisted, the more excited her adoptive father was and the harder he beat her.

"I can bear it, what a boring child!"

Not long after, the adoptive father was tired from beating, he threw away the feather duster in his hand, untied Yi Duoer, and threw it on the ground.

Falling heavily to the ground, Yi Duo'er not only didn't feel pain, but felt relieved.

She got up, dragged her bruised body, and walked slowly to the bathroom.

The adoptive mother always liked to be clean, if she saw the bloodstains on her body, she would probably beat her again.

After taking a shower with cold water, and washing the blood-stained clothes and drying them on the balcony, the adoptive mother just came out of the bedroom.

It's just that the man in the room didn't come out, and even the adoptive father didn't watch TV in the living room anymore.

"Duo'er, come here!"

The adoptive mother waved at her, with a bright smile on the corner of her mouth, a little evil and weird.

Not daring to hesitate at all, Yi Duo'er hurried over, only to see her adoptive mother pushing her into the bedroom, and thrust a bloody knife into her hand without any explanation.

"Come on, take it."

Seeing the blood-stained knife, Yi Duoer finally couldn't hold back her screams, and hurriedly threw the knife on the ground.

"Useless stuff! This is frightening!"

With a cold face, the adoptive mother slapped her hard and snapped, "Go, pick up the knife!"

Immediately, Yi Duoer was pushed into the bedroom. When she saw the scene in the bedroom, Yi Duoer was so frightened that she almost passed out.

The adoptive father was sitting by the bed smoking a cigarette, and the young man who had been flirting with the adoptive mother a moment ago had been hung up, covered in blood, and was wailing for help.

"Little sister, please help me, I don't want to die, I'm only 19 years old!"

There was blood dripping from the young man's waist all the time, and it fell to the ground drop by drop, and soon gathered into a bright red stream.

"Go! Kill him!"

The adoptive mother bent down and whispered in Yi Duo'er's ear, with a sinister sneer in her voice, which was particularly creepy.

"No, no, killing is against the law, I, I can't!"

Yi Duoer stepped back, her eyes full of fear and resistance.

"It's not against the law. As long as others don't know that we killed someone, no one can do anything to us?"

The adoptive mother did not give Yi Duoer a chance to back down.

"This is a society where the weak prey on the strong. If you don't kill others, you will be killed by others. We are just protecting ourselves. We have done nothing wrong."

As if bewitching and brainwashing, the adoptive mother instilled this twisted thought in Yi Duo'er over and over again.

"I dare not, I cannot kill!"

Yi Duoer is still resisting. She can endure being beaten by her adoptive parents, but she cannot indulge herself in killing innocent people to please her adoptive parents.

The adoptive father seemed to be running out of patience.

He threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, ran over it hard with his shoes, then got up, and walked in front of Yi Duo'er.

Looking down at Yi Duo'er, her adoptive father grabbed her by the hair and dragged her to the young man, letting the blood on his body stain her face and eyes red.

"You have no choice, you have to kill him, this is your rite of passage!"

After all, the adoptive father grabbed her hand, forced her to hold the knife in his hand, and then, ruthlessly, stabbed the young man's heart!
"No! Don't! I don't want to kill people!"

Yi Duoer, who was sleeping, suddenly let out a shrill scream. When she opened her eyes, tears were already streaming down her face.

Sitting beside her, Ni Simiao looked at her with a frown.

"Duo'er, aren't you an orphan? Why do you keep calling mom and dad?"