The end of the Ming Dynasty swept the world

Chapter 50 Anticipation and Loss

The room suddenly became quiet, only the sound of Qin Nan stroking the water.

She moved gently and carefully, rubbing Ding Yi's body lightly, raising one of Ding Yi's arms from time to time, carefully rubbing from fingers to shoulders.

The weather in May was already hot, and the room was even hotter. After a while, she was sweating profusely.

Her face also turned red, like two lovely big apples.

Ding Yi was so majestic on the battlefield, his mind was confused, and he didn't know what to do next.

What do the protagonists in time-travel novels do?

He thought about it carefully, and it seemed that most of the protagonists would sternly refuse at first. We traveled from the civilized world, and everyone is equal to men and women. Beauty, don't work hard, go out, and I will wash it myself.

Well, that seems to be the case.

But why should I do this?

In the morning, I almost got my head chopped off.

Ding Yi thought about it carefully. First, Mr. Ding's majesty cannot be lost. Hundreds of pairs of eyes are watching him outside.

Second, appropriate corruption is also a test for Ming cadres.

Feeling Qin Nan's gentle little hand rubbing back and forth on his body, Ding Yi finally seized the opportunity and suddenly grabbed her hand.

Her little hands are soft and soft, like gentle jade.

"Ah." Ding Yi's sudden grab made Qin Nan startled.

There was a look of panic on her face, and she blushed even more.

"Master Ding." She lowered her head, her voice was like a mosquito.

"I see Miss Qin, you are also quite hot. Wipe off your sweat and take a rest. I will do it myself." Ding Yi smiled and slowly let go of her hand.

Qin Nan was stunned for a moment, thinking that Ding Yi was going to do something, but he didn't expect this kind of result.

She retracted her head in a daze, and immediately shook her head: "My house is not hot."

Then he helped Ding Yi wash up.

Ding Yi didn't say much, so he asked: "Where Miss Qin is from, do you still have family members in the castle?"

"The slave family is from Dengzhou, and Zhou Yong, the deputy thousand householder, is the husband of the slave family." Qin Nan said in a low voice.

"What?" Ding Yi almost stood up from the bathtub.

All the good things in my mind just now turned into ashes in an instant, and the endless expectations became full of disappointment.

Ding Yi couldn't believe everything in front of him.

This really is the Ming Dynasty.

Two days ago, he stabbed his husband to death, and now he can easily get the tenderness of his wife.

How is this accepted?

Zhao Dashan of Nunniang.

"You, you go out." Ding Yi's face was flushed, and he spat out these words with great effort.

Qin Nan was startled suddenly, and stared at Ding Yi with his mouth open.

After about two seconds, her eyes slowly turned red, and a layer of misty crystals wrapped her black eyeballs.

"Nujia, did you say something wrong?" Soon Qin Nan's eyes fell like pearls.

Even though she was crying, Qin Nan was still so pretty.

Ding Yi finally knew what it meant to be pear blossoms with rain.

These ancient people really had brains and could come up with such good words.

He rubbed his hands together in embarrassment: "Miss Qin didn't say anything wrong, sir—I've finished washing, and I'm about to get up."

Qin Nan was stunned, sobbed a few times silently, but didn't speak, turned around and bent down, took out another dry towel from the bucket, and then stared straight at Ding Yi.

Ding Yi looked at her speechlessly, and knew that it was better to get up or sit down.

The two stared at each other again, Qin Nan was very patient and didn't speak anyway, just looked at Ding Yi with such a pitiful expression.

Ding Yi, a low-level military officer in his previous life, could not stand this kind of test.

Forget it, he finally gritted his teeth and stood up quickly.

Qin Nan hurried forward and wiped his body with a towel.

Her movements were gentle and skillful, and soon she took the initiative to support Ding Yi's arm and motioned him to leave the bucket.

Ding Yi had no choice but to follow suit, just stepping out of the bucket.

Qin Nan plopped and knelt under him.

This startled Ding Yi, and retreated reflexively.

Qin Nan didn't seem to notice, and wiped his body carefully.

Damn, this is harder to deal with than two white armors, Ding Yi thought secretly.

He lowered his head and saw Qin Nan kneeling obediently in front of him, with a docile look on his face.

She should be in good shape, with clear collarbones. When he lowered his head, Ding Yi could clearly see her fair neck, which was as smooth as jade.

Looking down, it was the dress that tightly wrapped her figure.

Ding Yi used to think that men may be more curious about women's clothes than other unknown things, but everyone actually knows what's inside.

Men are just that weird.

Just like he is now, seeing the docile young lady kneeling in front of him, an inexplicable curiosity suddenly surged in his heart.

If I reach out now, will she refuse?
Just as Ding Yi was thinking wildly, Qin Nan had already got up, she turned around and picked up the defense officer uniform on the table, under which was a new set of white underwear (equivalent to our modern underwear).

She picked up the obscene clothes and put them on Ding Yi.

Ding Yi didn't refuse either, like a marionette, letting her manipulate him.

While putting it on, she said softly: "This set of obscene clothes was just made by my slave's family the day before yesterday. It was originally made for Zhou Yong, and I haven't worn it yet."

"..." Ding Yi.

"My family sees that the adults and Zhou Yong are about the same size, so it should be just right."

Whether it was when she was cleaning his body or helping him to dress, the two of them would have skin-to-skin contact from time to time. Every time they met, Ding Yi was fine, with a relatively thick skin, and Qin Nan would always blush a little.

But she wanted to pretend she didn't care, and her expression looked amused.

Ding Yi suddenly felt that she might not be 20 years old: "How old is Miss Qin?"

Qin Nan hesitated, and said in a low voice, "This year is eighteen."

Sure enough, he was still a child.

Ding Yi sighed secretly. In modern society, he is still a young and invincible high school student.

After Ding Yi put on the obscene clothes, the relationship between the two of them didn't seem as awkward as before, Qin Nan quickly put on the regular clothes for him.

Ding Yi paid attention to her eyes, which suddenly lit up with a kind of radiant astonishment.

"This official uniform is a perfect match for Mr. Ding." Qin Nan showed a bright look, and smiled shyly after speaking.

It turns out that Ding Yi in this life has a good image, with a square face and quite heroic. He is wearing the uniform of a defense officer, but he looks dignified and energetic.

Ding Yi still doesn't know what he looks like, but seeing Qin Nan's eyes glowing, he is also secretly proud, and he probably looks quite handsome.

The clothes are ready, but Qin Nan still doesn't seem to want to leave.

Ding Yi saw her standing motionless by the side, and couldn't help but ask, "Miss Qin, is there anything else?"

Qin Nan hesitated, plopped, and knelt down again.

"I beg your lord to show your noble hand and let the mother and daughter of the slave family go." After she finished speaking, her voice began to sob again, and the big teardrops immediately rolled back and forth in her eyes, as if they were about to fall out at any moment.

"..." Ding Yi didn't hear the first sentence clearly, and his attention was all on the second sentence.

Mother and daughter?

She has a daughter?
What is it all about?
(End of this chapter)