Quickly cross the target to kill the main god

Chapter 954

"What is the original owner's request?" Mingyue asked.

"To take revenge, let King Xinyang take his life for his life!" Fangtou replied.

Mingyue secretly praised, like revenge and revenge, "No problem! If you kill King Xinyang, how do you deal with Mrs. Xu, and kill him together?"

"No need! After all, they are the mother and daughter. The original owner never thought of killing her, but was too disappointed and refused to recognize her as a mother again. I will be satisfied if I can avenge her blood!"

"The task is over, she will come back!" Mingyue asked again.

Fangtou paused for a moment, "The original owner's only thought was revenge. Her relatives are all dead, and her living mother is a stranger to her. When the revenge is avenged, she doesn't know where to go. If you come back, let's see what happens!"

Mingyue can understand that the original owner suffered a family change at a young age, and it is this kind of ancient times that are not friendly to women. When doing tasks, she has to consider how to arrange her.

"Who is the heroine of this story? Let me guess, the peerless beauty Xu Shi! No, it should be her daughter Li Jiao'e!" Mingyue was determined.

Fangtou said nervously: "What happened to the original owner's family has nothing to do with the heroine."

Mingyue sneered, "Don't you know that father's debt is paid by daughter?"

"But when the tragedy happened, the heroine hadn't been born yet. It really has nothing to do with her. Please be careful not to hurt the heroine!" Fang Tou's tone was impatient, afraid that Mingyue would be impulsive.

Mingyue sneered secretly, "Alright then, you can get out!"

At this time, the original owner had already been hungry for a few meals, and his clothes were thin and wet, so he must be cold and hungry after going out.

In the plot, she was killed by yesterday's fat woman, and she deserves revenge.

Mingyue was not in a hurry to get out of the space, and meditated to adjust her breath first. The ancient world has a bit of spiritual energy. After meditating for a night, I feel much more energetic.

It was dawn, the morning of the twelfth lunar month, the sun had just risen, and it was still very cold outside.

Fortunately, Mingyue has practiced before, and she can still bear the chill when she leaves the space.

The throne of Xinyang is high and powerful, and the palace is built like the palace, but on a smaller scale. This is the most remote place in the laundry room of the palace.

There are rows of drying racks beside the well, and Mingyue is the only one who is empty.

There are two large baskets of dirty clothes at the feet, the original owner is the lowest-level servant girl, and the clothes of the masters are very expensive, and it is not her turn to wash them at all.

These are the clothes of the poor servant woman in the mansion, they are dirty and greasy and difficult to wash.

The original owner was sent to the laundry room, where there were endless dirty clothes to be washed every day, and someone supervised them all the time.

In order to get revenge, he endured humiliation, washed his clothes with ice water in the winter, and was short of food and clothing. He was tortured terribly. It is the belief in revenge that has been sustained until now.

She was forced to work during the day, and at night she was thinking about how to get close to the enemy and how to get revenge.

Using knives, poisoning, setting fire, and many methods have been thought of, but it is not feasible.

Her identity was exposed, and there were countless eyes staring at her, and she couldn't see King Xinyang at all, so there was no talk of revenge.

I can only hibernate and work hard, hoping that those people will relax their vigilance and make plans again.

Imagination is good, and I had hoped that my mother would miss the old love. I don't ask her to do it herself, just give her a chance.

It's a pity, Mrs. Xu is too ruthless, knowing that her own daughter is in the mansion, doing the most tiring work, she never thought of taking care of her.

Regardless of the princess, the servants will naturally oppress and oppress the original owner in various ways, causing the original owner to suffer unspeakably, accumulating hatred, but there is nothing they can do.

In the end, he was killed alive.

Mingyue didn't wait long, when a person came from a row of bungalows in the distance, it was the fat woman from yesterday.

The mother-in-law's surname is Qian, she is the little steward of the laundry room, she is determined to climb up, and she is specially assigned to the original owner to do dirty work, to train her, to show her loyalty to the prince, and to hope to be promoted.

Yesterday, she was very unhappy when she failed to beat someone but fell down. She came to find fault early in the morning, so she walked over quickly.

"Damn girl, have you finished washing your clothes? Don't hurry up to dry them, they are all waiting to be worn!"

She was cursing all the way, and Mingyue stood by the edge of the frozen well, looking at her coldly.

"Are you deaf when talking to you? If you don't work, you won't even want to eat!" Seeing her bowing her head and keeping silent, Mrs. Qian was even more annoyed, and quickly rushed over with her skirt in her hands.

Feng Mingyue is the daughter of the concubine's ex-husband, this is a disgrace to the prince, this kind of person shouldn't be alive, but the concubine spoke up, so she can't be killed directly.

The housekeeper just threw her in the backyard, tortured her casually, let the prince vent his anger, and the servants took advantage of the wind to oppress her in different ways.

The more cruel the abuse, the happier the prince will be when he finds out, maybe he can promote her to serve in the main courtyard.

The more Mrs. Qian thought about it, the more excited she became, and she ran over early in the morning to give that little girl a hard lesson.

I went to the front and saw that the two baskets of clothes were the same as yesterday, they hadn't been touched at all, and they exploded immediately, "Damn girl, the clothes haven't been washed, what are you doing to eat, see if I don't beat you to death today!"

Raise your palms and fan them towards the bright moon.

While waiting, Mingyue smiled coldly, and while avoiding it sideways, she stretched out her legs to trip someone.

Plop!Mrs. Qian couldn't stand stably, she tripped over and fell headlong into the well.

This is how the original owner died tragically, let the culprit also taste it!

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, if she fell into the well, even if she was rescued in time, she would suffer a serious illness. At this moment, there is only a bright moon beside the well, so she is just waiting to die.

Mrs. Qian was a fat woman, struggling desperately after falling into the water, and saw a small face the size of a palm showing at the mouth of the well.

Mingyue smiled and said, "Guan Qian is too careless, the well is covered with ice, and he can't even walk at such an age, look, it's not a slip, he fell in!"

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"Help! Quickly, help!" Mrs. Qian was not arrogant and domineering at the moment, her face was pale.

"What are you talking about? I can't hear you!" Mingyue smiled deeper.

"Help me! Save me quickly!" Mrs. Qian knew how to dig a dog, but the walls of the well were smooth and there was nowhere to climb. Without help, it was impossible to get up.

The well water needs to be warmer, but in this cold and twelfth lunar month, it is no wonder that it is not cold when you fall into the well, and you can only barely maintain it with the fat on your body.

In the blink of an eye, her hair and eyebrows were frozen, her lips were pale, and it seemed that she would not last long.

"Save me, save me!"

As the cold air entered her body, she shivered, "Ming, Ming, Yue, aunt, girl, hurry up, save me, I, I, I was wrong, and I, never dare again!"

Mingyue had a smile on her face, her eyes were cold, "I'd have forgotten if you didn't tell me, I'm the daughter of Princess Xinyang, with her blood running down my body, and the stepdaughter of King Xinyang, even though she's a prostitute, is also of high status. master!"

Her words made the stiff-bodied Mrs. Qian tremble, and shouted with all her strength: "Yes! Please, please, master, forgive me, save me, save my servant!"

Mingyue smiled sadly, "You lowly woman, I want the master to save you, you want to eat farts!" She turned around and left.

At the bottom of the well, Mrs. Qian's heart sank instantly, and she desperately struggled to call for help, but no one responded.

She was wearing a heavy cotton padded coat, and after plopping for a while, she gradually sank.

Mingyue has already walked to the back room, where the servants of the laundry room live.

The original owner was taken special care of. There was no place for her in that house, and she could only curl up under the steps on weekdays. It was too cold, so the original owner sneaked into the woodpile after being severely frozen.

At this time, it was just dawn, and the servants in the laundry room had already woken up, and they were busy dressing, washing, and getting ready for work.

(End of this chapter)