Twilight Smoke Painting

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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

When Hu Yiming woke up again, the sun had already set.

Zhao Meilan was finally relieved to see that her husband was okay.

However, she remembered the scene of how he looked at her coldly just a few hours ago, and that made her a little uncomfortable, but she quickly dismissed the thought.

Despite the fact that they had only been married for a short time, she had lived a happy time that she would remember for the rest of her life.

"Meilan, my head hurts." Hu Yiming's childish expression was something that Zhao Meilan was familiar with. "Can you pat my head?"

The man then reached his head out and acted childishly like he always did.

Zhao Meilan was stunned for a second, but she quickly remembered that Zhao Chuchu had mentioned that Hu Yiming would occasionally revert to his childish self and didn't think much about it.

Zhao Meilan smiled and patted the man's head.

Chapter 392 She Can Tell He's Pretending