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

Sikou Ming could not sit still at the Third Prince's palace. Zhao Chuchu, whom he was looking for, had gone over to Xia Chengxuan's place.

After Kang Xiuwan and her mother had settled down, the former's spirit visibly improved.

Xia Chengxuan said, "Chuchu, thank you very much for yesterday. We have troubled you again. Today, a mammy from the Kang clan came to me in secret and told me that the person was the young master from the duke's palace. Will Da Lang get in trouble during the Imperial Examination?"

"The government is not controlled single-handedly by the duke. The Imperial Examination is a serious matter tied to the country's fate. The duke has no authority to intervene there. You do not need to worry," said Zhao Chuchu as she comforted Xia Chengxuan. "I will go take a look at Wanwan."

Zhao Chuchu discovered that Xia Chengxuan was really long-winded at times.

She did not wish to listen to Xia Chengxuan's nagging.

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