Transmigrating To Ancient Times With A Kitchen

When she finally recovered, song Yunfeng’s hoarse voice shouted, “Liu Ling’er, you b*tch! How dare you touch me! My mother will never let you go!”

Liu Ling’er sneered and went forward to grab her neck, gradually tightening her grip.

Song Yunfeng’s face was flushed red, the veins on her forehead bulging, and tears streamed down her face. She slapped Liu Ling’er’s hand, trying to struggle out of her hand, but no matter how hard she tried, it was futile.

When her strength gradually weakened and she was about to roll her eyes, Liu Ling’er let go of her again.

This time, song Yunfeng’s reaction was even more intense than the last time. She lay on the bed, coughing violently, and blood splattered on the quilt. At this time, she could no longer speak, and could only glare at Liu Ling’er fiercely.

“Oh, you still have the strength to glare at me. Looks like you haven’t suffered enough.” As she spoke, Liu Ling’er once again stepped forward and wanted to strangle her throat.

Song Yunfeng dodged backwards in fear, but the bed was only so big. No matter how much she tried to dodge, she was quickly caught by Liu Ling’er.

This time, she no longer had the pride of being the eldest daughter of a prefect. Her eyes were filled with fear and terror. She used a weak voice to beg for mercy, “I beg you to let me go… I beg you…”

“Hahahaha…” Hearing her beg for mercy, Liu Ling’er laughed hysterically. When she finally had enough of laughing, she said, “Kneel down and beg me. Maybe when I’m happy, I’ll let you go.”

Hearing this, Song Yunfeng hurriedly climbed out of the bed and knelt at Liu Ling’er’s feet. She knocked her head against the ground, producing a stream of ‘thud, thud, thud’ sounds. Her head quickly became red and swollen, and tears and snot flowed down her face. “I beg you, don’t kill me…”

Liu Ling’er looked at this scene with a twisted and happy expression. In the past, she was always the one who followed behind Song Yunfeng and begged her to support her. However, Song Yunfeng did not treat her well. She did not expect Song Yunfeng to kneel down and beg her at this moment!

She simply could not suppress the joy in her heart and laughed out loud.

After she finally had enough of watching Song Yunfeng’s miserable state and felt satisfied. Liu Ling ‘er smiled and said, “Get up.”

Song Yunfeng was ecstatic. She thought that Liu Ling’er was finally going to let her go, even though she was still scolding her for being stupid in her heart. However, she said with joy on her face, “Thank you, Ling’er. I knew you were joking with me. We are good sisters, right? Why would you hurt me?”

Liu Ling’er smiled strangely. “Of course we are good sisters. That’s why I wanted to let you go. You should really thank me properly.”

As she said that, she took out a dagger from her bosom.

The smile on Song Yunfeng’s face froze. Only then did she realize what Liu Ling’er was going to do. Before she could say anything, she turned around and was about to run, but Liu Ling’er grabbed her collar and pulled her back.

She begged bitterly in fear, “Ling’er, I was wrong. I was really wrong. Please… I don’t want to die! Please, Ling’er, I can do whatever you want. I don’t want to die…”

Liu Ling’er gently cut her face with the back of the knife and smiled, “What do I want you to do? I don’t want you to do anything. I just want you to die!”

At the end of her sentence, her voice was filled with ruthlessness. With a flip of her wrist, the tip of the knife cut straight down from Song Yunfeng’s forehead, all the way to her chin. Blood and flesh gushed out, a deep wound that could see the bones immediately appeared on her face.

“Ah!” Song Yunfeng cried out in pain, “My face!”

The more she spoke, the more painful the wound became under the pull of the muscles. She could not help but tremble.