My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 5: Five hundred and eighteenth

It was just not the time before. "Ding Yun stared at Mrs. Long in front of him coldly.

"At this moment, obviously the time has come."

Mrs. Long's expression rarely flashed a hint of panic.

Her gaze followed Ding Yunyang’s high arms and slid back and forth, and opened her mouth. Seeing that her whip was about to fall down regardless, she hurriedly screamed, "Dragon, Long Yun, you, you have something to say well."

"Slap" a wooden spirit whip in Ding Yun's hand, unceremoniously hitting the woman's white cheek.

"Ah." With this twitch, Mrs. Long was frightened and angry, reaching out her hand to cover her face in fear.

"If Mrs. Long has a bad memory, I don't mind reminding you again." Ding Yun looked at her indifferently, "Madam, it's better to call me Ding Yun. I'm not used to hearing people call me Ding Yun. An unfamiliar name."

Mrs. Long's face is very distorted, her eyes are full of poisonous light, staring at Ding Yun in front of her.

"Ding Yun!"

Ding Yun smiled and bent her thin lips, nodded and said, "Madame, if you want to ask, just ask."

Mrs. Long gritted her teeth, her alveolar remained silent after she bit her tightly.

"Since Madam has nothing to say, let me do it."

Long Chuyu finally saw some signs.

My son came here on this trip, as if he came to settle accounts with Mrs. Long?

But what he didn't understand was that his son followed Ding Ziyan at a young age, and he never knew his wife. How did this inexplicable hatred come from?

Could it be that Su Rili, Ding Ziyan often mentioned them in front of her son?

Long Chuyu was puzzled.

Ding Yun didn’t bother to talk nonsense with Mrs. Long, and said straight to the point, “Watching his sons and daughters, they can only go to the barren land like the Forgotten Cold Valley. They can’t go out of the valley for a hundred years. This feeling is Isn't it heartbreaking?"

"What the **** do you want to say!" Madam Long glared at the man in front of her, and screamed, "Ding Yun, don't think of me making idioms, it's useless at all."

"I think I am self-righteous." Ding Gongzi smiled coldly at her, "What do I need to say to a dying person like you?"

"What do I want to know, isn't it faster to search your soul directly?"

Mrs. Long trembled all over, looking up at Master Ding with a look of shock.

The latter smiled politely at her, and said softly, "Don't worry, I won't kill you for the time being."

"There are some things, I want to ask you to ask them clearly. Only you know about this." As for whether she will kill her after asking~IndoMTL.com~It depends on how he feels. .

Mrs. Long sneered, "Do you want to tell me if you ask?"

Said, but felt that a hand with five fingers, as hard as iron, clasped her throat tightly.

Ding Yun smiled and looked at her with a pair of ruthless coldness in her eyes, "If you don't say it, you won't even have the chance to see your children for the last time."

"What do you mean?"

"Don't understand Madam." Ding Yun looked at her coldly and said, "You think, I just brought people to encircle your Wangchuan clan, these remaining old and weak women and children?"

Long Chuyu's eyes shrunk, and suddenly he shouted angrily, "Yooner, did you send someone to deal with Huaner and Xiangyun?"

"My father is still clever." Ding Yun smiled and nodded, "It's all right."

"You, you!" Madam Long took a breath of air, and finally screamed, "You, you devil, you, ah..."