Confiscated and exiled? No worries! Milk bag stockpiles food and meat

Confiscated and exiled? No worries! Milk bag stockpiles food and meat

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Title: [Rebirth through Time Travel] "Confiscated and Exiled? Not Afraid! Milk Bag Stocks Up Food and Meat" Author: Matcha Red Bean [Complete] MTL UPDATE EVERYDAY   Once he traveled through a book , the big boss of the last days, Li Mumu, became a three-year-old cannon fodder who died young. His life started with his property confiscated and he was exiled.   Don't be afraid, she has a special ability space, private vault, empty it! Gold bricks, take away, kitchen, clean out.   On the road to exile, the conditions were harsh and there was a narrow escape from death?   Who said that? The bailiff rubbed her shoulders, the beast behaved like a cat, and the bandit leader knelt down and called her "boss".   In the wild north, not a blade of grass grows?   How could it be? She reclaimed wasteland for farming and raised animals, all of which were species he had never seen before. The old emperor died of envy.   One day, the newly enthroned young emperor borrowed people and food, and wanted to bring them back to the capital in a grand manner.   Li Mumu waved her hand, "Want to get it for free? No way, sign the IOU first!"   However, who could tell her how this little emperor could be her long-lost husband? And how could the loan note become a marriage certificate?   Someone smirked: "How can a tenfold repayment be enough? I will work like a slave for you my whole life."   Li Mumu thought about it and wondered if she had lost money on this deal. Li MumuxXieXun   
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Lin Yue had never imagined that the birthday wish she made in jest would truly come to pass. She had awakened not in her own body, but reborn as Mei Lin, the personal maid of her cherished heroine. Instead of despair, joy surged through her heart. In her mind, she laughed softly and spun in a foolish little dance. Since Heaven has sent me here. She would not allow the tragedy of the book to repeat itself. She would shield the First Young Mistress from the venomous schemes of the villainess, even if it meant offending the entire household. _ "How dare you shove Qing He to the ground!" a voice accused sharply. "I did not!" the girl cried desperately. "Enough excuses," said the Fourth Young Master, Su Chen. "I saw it with my own eyes." The surrounding servants lowered their heads, not daring to breathe. At that moment, Mei Lin stepped forward. She knelt respectfully, and bowed deeply. "This lowly servant begs permission to speak," she said softly. "I was present throughout the incident." Su Chen's gaze shifted to her. "Speak." "The Second Young Mistress fell of her own accord." "Furthermore, the First Young Mistress did not enter the kitchen today. How, then, could the Second Young Mistress fall ill because of her cooking?" "Moreover, the First Young Mistress was bathing in the rear chambers when the Second Young Mistress arrived." "It was the Second Young Mistress who provoked the First Young Mistress first." Every time the villainess struck, Lin Yue was already two steps ahead. The Second Young Mistress's face flushed crimson with fury. "Impudent servant!" she shrieked. "Silence, you wretched girl!" Mei Lin bowed her head once more, unflinching. "Forgive this servant, Second Young Mistress," she replied calmly. "But my name is Mei Lin." And she would not be trampled so easily.

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