Yan Xiaomo

Before Wufu was reborn, she had no idea there was such a thing as rebirth. Only after her rebirth did she realize Heaven must have thought her previous life was too smooth, so it sent her to suffer in this ancient land where morality, decency, and the Female Precepts were held in high esteem, pitiful indeed! From being a master jade carver to having her soul transmigrate into a farm girl with a wretched background, she was bullied and humiliated. Even the bun-selling mother advised her that forbearance is gold? Bullshit! She could endure, but her other identity absolutely could not—robbers, swept away; insults to her mother, you're crippled... Wufu has a saying, for every insult and humiliation, I will repay a hundredfold. But what's with this one? He doesn't bully her; he only wants to sleep with her? And he even dares... to mount her? Well, a lord can endure, but Wufu cannot. Mount him back, life or death, a hundred years, neither owes the other anything!

Doted By The Regent King

A young girl who knows a little about crafts is quite impressive, considering her age, but it is not as if she is defying the heavens after all, since geniuses do exist.


However, for such a young girl, especially one from a peasant background, to predict that a place will be in chaos after a drought—now that is what people would call defying the heavens.


Shopkeeper Lin became somewhat interested and ordered Jin Xi to bring two more bowls of chilled mung bean soup. He asked her, "What do you mean by that?"


Wufu grabbed a large palm-leaf fan and fanned herself, saying, "Whenever there is a disaster, it's always the common people who suffer. When they can't get enough to eat and can't survive, they naturally rebel. Just as you said, if the imperial court does nothing, and disaster relief is inadequate, then chaos will surely ensue. After all, everyone wants to live."


Chapter 153: On National Conditions