Reborn as the white moonlight of the tyrannical prince

Chapter 7

At the age of 13, this year was the year when her mother passed away and she returned to the Liu Mansion.

Everything that happened this year was like a nightmare and accompanied her throughout her life.

This is God's pity, to see her wronged, to see her suffering, to see her pitiful, so give her a chance to start again?

The world is not benevolent and treats everything as a straw dog. She is back, she is not dead, and she cannot die.

She wants to give everything back to them.

She wants to live a colorful life, live a long, healthy life, and seek justice from those who ruined her life with her own hands.

Majia Village is just the beginning, and she will use her hands to carve out a way to bury these people here.

As Liu Bingfan thought about it, light shone from his eyes, he raised his eyes to stare at the pitch-black roof, gritted his teeth, and gritted hard.

I don't know if it's the bowl of rotten hot porridge, or the belief in my heart, when Liu Bingfan opened his eyes the next day, he was no longer weak all over, but full of energy.

Ma Ling'er kicked open the door of the woodshed before the cock crowed with a whip.

Although you can't hit her, you can scare her.

She kindly gave her a bowl of water, but was slapped and beaten severely.

To avenge a slap, drag her up too.

What about people?

Ma Ling'er walked into the woodshed, but was shocked to find that there was no one in the woodshed.

If this man ran away, she would be finished.

What about her?
Not really running, right?

Ma Ling'er's heart stopped for a second, and then it kept beating non-stop, as if it was about to jump out of her chest, and the hand holding the whip kept shaking.

Ma Ling'er hurriedly ran out of the firewood room and looked around, but saw the kitchen was full of smoke, when she entered the door, she saw that Liu Bingfan was cooking something with a fire.

Ma Ling'er stepped forward to lift the lid, and saw the rice porridge that was almost ready rolling in the pot, spitting out small bubbles.

Ma Ling'er looked at Liu Bingfan in surprise, she can cook?
When Liu Bingfan was trapped in Liaocheng, he was short of food and clothing. He had seen soldiers cook rice porridge with a little rice, so he made it based on his impression, and the effect was not bad.

Liu Bingfan said sweetly to Ma Ling'er. "The porridge is almost ready, side dishes, I don't know what to make, so I will trouble my sister."

Liu Bingfan knew what Ma Ling'er was thinking, she was brought here wearing silk and satin, she looked like a lady, but now she could even make a fire and cook porridge, which would surprise her.

In my previous life, because I was taken captive to this strange place and saw such an ugly woman for the first time, I was scared to death.

Later, because she was forced to do all kinds of chores, how did she do these things at that time? She cried when she couldn't do it well.

Before being sold, Yang became more and more vitriolic because she had to raise an extra useless mouth.

At that time, she was terrified, like a frightened bird, very scared, afraid that she would not dare to sleep at night no matter how tired she was.

However, now, after seeing Lu Kanghe's ingratitude, Liu Xianhui's robbery, after having his hands and feet chopped off, made into a human pig and put in an urn for an unknown number of years, he crawled past his eyes every day in the dark. Worms live their lives, waiting for a mouthful of swill from the servants to continue their lives.

After such an encounter, Yang?Ma family?
Liu Bingfan snorted coldly, they were nothing to be afraid of at all, they were just an ant on the road of revenge, crushing them to death was just a matter of two fingers, there was nothing to be afraid of.

Liu Bingfan smiled sweetly, and the dimples at the corners of her mouth deepened with the smile, carrying a charming charm. "Sister, let's hurry up, it's getting late, and my aunt may wake up."

(End of this chapter)