Quick Wear: The doting concubine and her husband abused the best and protected their cubs

"what!"

"do not want!"

"do not come!"

"what!

"Please, let me go, please..."

"Dad, Mom, save me, save me..."

Du Xiangling fell asleep as usual, but as soon as she fell asleep, she began to have nightmares one after another.

In her dream, she turned into other girls, not just one, but all of them were abused by Lu An, even more severely than the first time she was abused by Lu An.

She seemed to be trapped in a nightmare, experiencing the brutal, perverted torture and abuse in every girl's body!

"no no!"

Du Xiangling was lying on the bed, sweating profusely, as if she had just been pulled out of the water. She kept begging for mercy and crying. She tried hard to break free from the nightmare, but it was no use. She was still trapped in the bodies of those girls and experiencing the unbearable torture.

The same scene was happening in the guest room in the front yard of the Third Prince's Mansion.

Lu An kept tearing his chest, and his body was covered with bloody marks, which were even heavier than the marks on the girls he had tortured before.

The third prince looked at Lu An, who was struggling and rolling on the bed, with a gloomy face. He had no patience left.

In his eyes, there are only two kinds of people: useful and useless. In the past month, Lu An has not created any value for him. He has also contracted a strange disease. He is tortured like an opium addict. What's the use of having such a counselor!

"Send him back to the courtyard and don't worry about him anymore," the third prince said to the masked man in black who had been following Lu An.

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Then the third prince waved his sleeves and left this unlucky room.

Damn it, I’ve been so unlucky lately. My most trusted adviser fell into some trap and has been completely defeated.

The death squads kept in the eastern suburbs were also wiped out by unknown forces.

It seemed that it was almost time for the prince to pray for blessings. However, all his assassins were dead. Where could he find someone to assassinate the prince?

The plan to assassinate the prince was stillborn.

Not only that, the Third Prince also had a bad time in the court. Both the people from the Crown Prince's lineage and the people from other princes' factions were looking for trouble with him. In just three days, several of his trusted ministers were killed and imprisoned.

Could it be that I have been in bad luck recently? !

[Zizi: You are not offending Tai Sui, you are offending me! ]

Lu An was sent back to the courtyard and did not wake up from the nightmare until noon. After waking up, he learned that he had been abandoned by the third prince.

He wanted to go to the Third Prince to plead his case, but the nightmares he had suffered for days had left him completely exhausted.

The secret guards who used to follow him were also gone.

The only person in the entire courtyard who was left was Du Xiangling, who was also suffering from nightmares, and a mute old woman.

Lu An could only lie dejectedly on the bed, trying hard to keep his eyelids open to prevent himself from falling asleep.

Upon learning that Lu An had returned to the courtyard, Du Xiangling forced herself to go find Lu An, but discovered that the man who was gentle and elegant half a month ago had turned into a walking corpse in just half a month, as if all his energy had been sucked away by a female ghost.

"Sir, sir," Du Xiangling called softly.

But Lu An didn't even look at her.

Helpless, Du Xiangling had to return to her room.

She knew that the line with Lu An was broken, and it was impossible to get close to the third prince through Lu An.

Thinking of this, Du Xiangling angrily swept all the teacups and teapots on the table to the ground.

"Why, why did I have to be reborn only to end up in a state worse than my previous life, why!"

She refused to accept it. It was obvious that God had given her a great opportunity and allowed her to be reborn, but why was this life not even as good as her previous one? Who was it that made her become like this?

who is it! ! !

Du Xiangling smashed everything that could be smashed in the house until she was exhausted and panting, and only stopped when she collapsed on the ground.

"Du Yueyao, Wang Yueniang, Du Fusheng, it's you, it's you, all of this is caused by you, it's all caused by you!"

It seemed that she had found someone to vent her anger on. In the following time, Du Xiangling cursed the Du family with all the most vicious words she knew.

Naturally, Zizi told Wang Yueniang about these things.

"It seems that she is still in good health," Wang Yue Niang quietly took out the small leather drum, and then started to beat it leisurely.

[Xiao Tao: Oh, Madam is playing the flower drum again. It sounds really nice!]

In order to ensure fairness, Wang Yue Niang also took out Lu An's drum and beat it.

Oh, I've knocked it four times. If I knock it a sixth time, this heart-eating poison will eat up my heart.

Don’t knock so frequently in the future. What’s the fun in dying early? We should let them enjoy it for a while longer!

Unfortunately, the script did not go according to Wang Yue Niang's plan.

On the sixth day after the drum beat, Lu An could no longer bear the torture of the nightmare and slit his throat with a teacup fragment.

After hearing the news of Lu An's death from Zizi, Wang Yue Niang snorted coldly, "Humph, he got it easy!"

"Master, I have taken back the heart-eating poison," and then Zizi brought another good news.

"Can this heart-eating poison be recovered?" Wang Yue Niang asked in surprise.

"Because it has not been activated ten times, there are still some toxins left in the body. It can be used next time. However, it can only be activated four times at most."

"This is also good, not bad, not bad," Wang Yue Niang happily put the insect back on the space shelf.

Du Xiangling was terrified after seeing Lu An's horrific dead body. After being eaten by a heart-eating insect and tortured by nightmares for days, she was unable to get out of bed.

Lu An is dead, and Du Xiangling is half dead. Now they are just waiting for the New Year's Eve palace banquet to deal the final blow to the Third Prince.

"Mom, when will Dad and Big Brother come back? Chinese New Year is almost here!"

Du Yueyao poked the rice in the bowl with chopsticks and asked reluctantly.

Wang Yue Niang smiled and ruffled her daughter's hair. "It will be almost done tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. I have arranged for the servants to watch over the city gate every day. As long as your father and eldest brother come back, you will be the first to see them!"

"Mom~" Du Yueyao hugged Wang Yue Niang's arm coquettishly.

However, this time Du Fusheng and Du Zian were out for a long time, almost three months.

Although Wang Yue Niang could enter the space and spend a short time with her man every night, she also missed him!

Finally, on the third day, which was the 26th day of the lunar year, Du Fusheng and Du Zian returned exhausted.

"Oh, you've lost weight," Wang Yue Niang said with red eyes as she looked at Du Fusheng, whose face was weathered.

Du Fusheng looked down at his still bulging belly. Is there a kind of thinness that makes your wife think you have lost weight? !

Well, my wife said I lost weight, so let’s lose weight!