Skin White As Snow

“That’s a jinx and must be rid of. It’s that or you and your family get out of here.” 
Su Xiaolu was transmigrated into this world as a newborn, and the instant she opened her eyes, she was deemed a burden and a jinx by a venomous grandmother-in-law. 
Her father, Su Sanlang, gritted his teeth and said, “Alright then, you can separate us from the family and we’ll leave.” 
For the sake of keeping her alive, they were forced to leave the main family and start a new life elsewhere. They ventured into a new profession, went hunting, and their lives gradually improved. 
Despite being called a jinx, she became the apprentice of a divine physician at the age of three, inherited his legacy, and became known to the world. She treated her brothers’ brain disease and her eldest brother became a profound martial artist while her second brother became a scholar. They all brought glory to their family. 
Now a divine physician herself and well-versed in nutritious recipes, she owned the largest restaurant in the Zhou Dynasty and earned so much money that she couldn’t possibly finish spending them in ten lives. 
Her family grew more prosperous and their horrible relatives showed up, trying to ride their coattails. 
Su Xiaolu smirked. “Close the gates and release the tiger!”

Transmigrated As A Delicate Bundle Of Luck For A Farming Family

Their eyes met. Zhou Heng looked into Su Xiaoling's eyes. He understood that she was running towards his firm heart. Both of them smiled.

"Alright, no matter what happens in the future, we'll be together."

Zhou Heng held Su Xiaoling's hand and said firmly.

Su Xiaoling nodded shyly. She had been looking forward to this day for a long time, so no matter what happened in the future, she would walk on firmly and never let go of Zhou Heng's hand. She wanted to be with him for a long time.

Zhou Heng couldn't help but smile. He held Su Xiaoling's hand tightly. Her warm and soft hand carried strength as it warmed his heart.

The two of them walked quietly and looked at the scenery in the Grand General's residence.

He really hoped that time would pass slower. It was Mu Qi who reminded them, "Master, it's time to return to the palace."

Zhou Heng frowned. "Xiaoling, I'm going back."

Holding Hands