Twilight Smoke Painting

# chief assistant
Zhao Chuchu was reborn in a time before the apocalypse. As soon as the space was filled with supplies, something fell from a high altitude and killed her. Then, she transmigrated, becoming a small villager in an unknown dynasty. She started this new life by taking out the natives, dealing with the plague, and becoming a divine doctor in one fell swoop. Using her fists, she gained high status. She bullied those scums until they cried for their mommy and begged for mercy. She produced large quantities of rice, beans, and sweet potatoes… She could do everything, and she earned a lot of money with that. Everyone watched as she reconciled with Xiao Xiucai. They watched until a baby was born, as well as until Xiao Xiucai became the top scholar and smoothly became the Chief Minister. Then, everyone waited for the day the Chief Minister would divorce his wife, who went through hardships in life with him. They waited and waited until the couple had grown old, the two living together for the rest of their lives.

The Chief Minister’s Ferocious Wife

"Don't forget that there is the Yuan clan," Xie Heng reminded Zhao Chuchu. "If necessary, you can let the Yuan clan deal with the Xia clan. The Xia clan is different from the Zhao clan. You should not deal with the Xia clan in the same way as you deal with the Zhao clan. It's not worth it to have your reputation stained.

"I know you don't care about that, but Chuchu, sometimes a good reputation can do a lot of things. So, you don't have to make your grievances against the Xia clan that obvious. If you trust me enough, I can take care of it for you."

"Da Lang, I never like to keep myself bottled up. I hate to forgive people. I'm not like you. Besides, considering what I did to the Zhao clan, I've got enough problems if someone is really trying to mess me up. It doesn't matter if the Xia clan intervenes."

Zhao Chuchu made a confession about her thoughts to Xie Heng.

She would hurt those who hurt her first even more.

Are You Trying to Tell Me What to Do?