Famine Year: The Pampered Baby is Heaven's Beloved Daughter

The stars were picked up, and the five-and-a-half-year-old baby girl was beautiful, with soft, tender flesh.

The emaciated villagers in the starving year: ...

What did this child eat to...

Chapter 248 He's a Madman

"It's not that I didn't discuss it with you on purpose. I haven't told anyone, and even Brother Fu doesn't know. Deceiving people isn't exactly something to be proud of, and I'm embarrassed to let you all join me in lying." Besides, the people we're going to deceive are her father and mother.

"If you tell me now, won't I still have to cover for you?" Zhu Lin said with amusement.

The young girl gently ruffled Xingxing's hair a few times, her peach blossom eyes carrying a dark light. In her previous life, when Long'er was born, auspicious signs appeared, and the entire Dragon Palace was enveloped in the blessings of the Heavenly Dao. With such profound good fortune, she would naturally still be blessed with good fortune after reincarnation. Her willingness to share her good fortune was not just empty talk; it was something she could truly share.

Once this good fortune is shared, she may no longer be so favored by Heaven and will have to bear the dangers and unknowns on her own.

However, he always believed that he had more confidence in striving for everything himself, and that relying on the charity of heaven was ultimately too restrictive. If Long'er returned to an ordinary life in the future, then he would protect her from the wind and rain and safeguard her for the rest of her life.

At the Zhu residence, the five brothers were packing their belongings. The house bestowed by the emperor was almost finished, and they would be moving in soon.

As the five were busy, they suddenly saw a maidservant dressed as a servant girl. This maidservant, who was usually mysterious and rarely appeared in public, hurriedly run towards the last courtyard.

Sanfu had a gut feeling that something was wrong. He started packing his things and said, "Let's go and see. I reckon it's that Ye Ling'er who's started causing trouble. I don't know what she did, but she made the servants of the Zhu family, who don't usually show up, suddenly appear."

"Let's go, hurry up, don't let that bastard make a big fuss." Zhou Erfu had already darted far away as he spoke.

The remaining four Fu brothers: "..." They ran really fast.

The men quickly arrived at the corner of the fifth courtyard, where they found two burly old women pressing handkerchiefs against Ye Ling'er's face. A maid who had just rushed over brought a basin of water, which was now stained red.

"What is she up to? How come there's blood everywhere? Is it her own blood?" Zhou Erfu leaned closer and demanded an answer aggressively.

Wu Fu had learned some medical skills and was used to carrying some medicine powder with him. Today, he happened to have some wound medicine with him, so he went up to treat Ye Ling'er's injury.

Pushing aside the old woman's hand that was pressing down on Ye Ling'er's face, Wu Fu discovered that there was a long cut on Ye Ling'er's face. The wound was quite deep, and it was likely that it would leave a scar after healing. He also noticed that a large piece of skin had been scraped off the sole of her foot.

A piece of skin was also shaved off his back, and Wu Fu felt his scalp tingle. He knew that these were places where there were birthmarks. Ye Ling'er's face looked like Xingxing's, but now that it was scratched, it didn't look like her anymore.

"Who, who did this?" Wu Fu asked, his voice trembling.

The old woman snorted heavily and said in a rough voice, "Who has time to care about her? She suddenly went crazy and got a dagger from somewhere. She suddenly cut her face, shaved the skin off her back and the soles of her feet. Who knows what went wrong with her?"

“I’m not crazy. I just want to put everyone’s mind at ease. I want to live a good life, but if I keep this face, I’m destined not to be able to live a good life, so I came up with this idea.”

Ye Ling'er's face was as pale as a ghost, but when the old woman pressed a handkerchief against it, her face was covered in blood again. She was clearly in excruciating pain, but she still forced a smile, making her look even more terrifying and horrifying.

"What a madman." Zhou Sanfu frowned, glancing away with discomfort.