Qiao Qiqi

Mum ran away, dad's crippled, and I'm about to be sold to a brothel.
Qiao Xiaomai rolled up her sleeves in anger: If you've taken from me, regurgitate it.
If you've seized what's mine, return it.
All scumbags, clear off.
A certain man finished tidying up the mess, rolled up his sleeves and pulled Qiao Xiaomai into a light laugh: "My lady, if you're this fiery and domineering at night, your husband..."
Qiao Xiaomai raised an eyebrow, patted the spot next to her: "My dear, come warm the bed~"

Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let's Farm

At this moment, it is noon. The rain has just cleared and the windows of the hall are all open. A breeze sneaks through the windows into the hall, bringing the fresh scent of spring.


On the dark gold Dragon Throne sits a man in a yellow dragon robe. Despite his average appearance and age of over fifty, he exudes an air of dominance and nobility unique to a ruler. In one hand, he's holding a memorial to the throne. In the other, a brush, which he uses to write instructions, his expression solemn.


A eunuch dressed in a deep blue robe quietly walks in, halting a meter away from the imperial table. He bows respectfully, "Your Majesty, it is time for lunch."


"Let it be brought." The man on the Dragon Throne is none other than Emperor Yang Hongbo, the present ruler of Daqi. His era name is Yong'an, so the people call him Emperor Yong'an.


Chapter 111: Emperor Yongan