Tragic death and rebirth, married to the abstinent uncle and was spoiled crazy

At this time, Lin Yuehong on the side suddenly snorted coldly and agreed with Su Hanyan: "Hanyan is right, Yangyang, you'd better be careful." His eyes were full of concern and blame, as if he was a little dissatisfied with Lin Tingwan for not paying attention to his physical condition.

The room was filled with a quiet and peaceful atmosphere, as if time had stopped at this moment. When the three uninvited guests entered the room, the maids quickly took action and filled their cups with fragrant tea.

A hint of doubt flashed across Lin Yuehong's eyes. He put down the teacup in his hand, stared at the woman in front of him, and asked, "Why are you here today? Didn't the prince expressly forbid you to walk around at will?" There was a hint of reproach and concern in his voice.

Lin Tingwan lowered his eyes slightly, took a sip of tea, then raised his head, looked at Lin Yuehong firmly, and replied softly: "I ran away secretly, you must not tell the prince."

There was a kind of stubbornness and helplessness in her tone, as if she had some unspeakable hardship.

Since Lin Tingwan became pregnant, she has become the focus of protection in the family. In order to ensure her safety and the healthy growth of the baby in her belly, Pei Jinan has taken great pains. Not only does he strictly forbid Lin Tingwan to go out, he even rarely lets her leave the house.

Lin Tingwan was very confused about this arrangement. She couldn't understand why she couldn't go out for a walk and breathe fresh air freely like other pregnant women. After all, moderate exercise is good for both pregnant women and fetuses.

So she began to think about it, trying to find out the reason.

Is it because they are worried that the external environment will be bad for the baby? But where they live is beautiful and the air is fresh, there shouldn't be any problem!

Or maybe he was afraid that she might encounter an accident outside? But as long as he was careful, the possibility of this happening would be very small...

The more Lin Tingwan thought about it, the more confused he became, and the doubts in his heart grew deeper and deeper.

Finally one day, she couldn't help but ask Pei Jinan the reason.

Facing his wife's questioning, Pei Jinan explained distressedly: "Actually, I'm just too worried about you and our child. I'm afraid you'll get hurt. That's why I'm overly cautious. I hope you can understand my good intentions."

In fact, even after hearing what Pei Jinan said, Lin Tingwan still had many doubts in his heart.

However, Lin Tingwan did not ask further. In fact, since learning that Lin Ting was pregnant, Pei Jinan has fallen into a state of anxiety. These days, he has lost his appetite, had poor sleep, and has become haggard.

What was even more surprising was that Pei Jinan also began to experience morning sickness! You know, he was a man, and he wasn't really pregnant. Lin Tingwan was very confused and puzzled by this, and couldn't figure out why he had contracted such a problem.

Lin Tingwan pondered secretly, her heart full of worries and doubts. After all, this strange phenomenon was really incredible. She decided to observe Pei Jinan's situation carefully to see if she could find a solution to the problem.

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In the dark corner of the dungeon, which was gloomy and filled with a rotten smell, one could vaguely see the figure of a woman imprisoned there. She was curled up on the cold and damp ground, her clothes were already tattered, and she blended into the gloomy environment. From a distance, she seemed to be just an illusory phantom, as if there was nothing. However, when one got closer, one could see her.

Although the woman looked haggard, her beautiful features could still be seen. At this moment, she closed her eyes tightly, as if she was sleeping, or perhaps she was too tired to open her eyes. Her long hair was scattered and spread out, covering most of her face, making it difficult to see her true expression.

Pei Jinan stood in front of the woman like a sculpture. His stern face was so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip out of it. He stared at the woman in front of him with his eyes fixed and asked through gritted teeth, "Where is the antidote?" His voice was filled with uncontrollable anger and determination.

Facing Pei Jinan's questioning, the woman showed a bitter and self-deprecating smile on her face. She shook her head slightly and said firmly: "I will not give you the antidote, so don't dream of it." After that, she raised her head and looked at Pei Jinan fearlessly, revealing a kind of despair and determination in her eyes.

Pei Jinan stood there with a gloomy face, holding the horrifying torture device tightly in his hand, as if it was the embodiment of his anger and hatred. He stared at the woman in front of him, his eyes flashing with coldness and determination.

Without any hesitation, Pei Jinan raised the torture instrument in his hand and pressed it hard against the woman's face with endless malice. Instantly, a shrill scream sounded, and the sound was like the roar of a devil, resounding throughout the room.

This horrific scene did not make Pei Jinan feel any pity. On the contrary, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a cruel smile. Because at this moment, he was enjoying the pleasure of controlling the fate of others and torturing their bodies and minds.

As the torture device came into contact with the woman's face, a burning breath rushed towards her, accompanied by a "sizzling" sound, and the pain of burning the skin was unbearable. The piercing sound was like a sharp sword, piercing the air and drilling straight into people's eardrums, making everyone who heard it feel terrified.

Feeling the pain on her face, the woman screamed, "You devil! You devil!"

Pei Jinan sneered, "Hand over the antidote, or I will make you live a life worse than death."

Pei Jinan picked up the whip beside him as he spoke.

He waved the whip in his hand and said, "Now swing it to the ground, but if you keep doing this, the next whip will hit your face."

"You burned my face! And you still want me to give you the antidote!" The woman glared at Pei Jinan fiercely, as if she wanted to stare a hole in him.

Pei Jinan took a deep breath and said slowly, "Don't blame me for being cruel."

After saying that, Pei Jinan waved his hand, and soon a group of people came forward holding various torture instruments.

The woman screamed loudly, "What do you mean! Pei Jinan, you will not have a good death! I tell you, I will never give you the antidote! Just give up on this idea."

Pei Jinan said slowly, "Then let's wait and see. I am curious about how long you can hold on."

The woman swallowed her saliva, her face was already bloody, "You will not die well! You will not die well!