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

Yang Ye rubbed his face again upon hearing this.


He naturally knew this was a last resort, but if truly backed into a corner, he would definitely set the fire.


No matter what, the safety of Daqi was of utmost importance. Anything harmful to Daqi must be suppressed with extreme measures.


"Let's go back first and see if Sanlang has woken up," he said.


Being Lingsu watched him with a blink, then followed him back to the County Town.


If it was a small-scale engagement with the enemy, she could use poison, and with her lightness skills, she was nearly invincible in battle.


But now, not even a shadow of the Tianlong Gang could be seen, and there was nothing she could do, even if she were the Poison God reincarnate.


The two returned to the Courtyard they were temporarily staying in, and Xiaomai had already prepared dinner—she had only made food for Lingsu, and Yang Ye had to settle for the rough meals made by the army cooks.


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