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

Lady Li supported her Young Master Duan as they entered the rear hall, leaving Wufu and their servant to look at each other in the blacksmith shop.


Fortunately, Wufu was not a petty person. With no one around, she simply strolled around the shop, inspecting the tools that had been produced there.


In addition to the usual daily life items like pots, pans, and knives, there were also some small daggers. However, no large swords could be seen, but rather, there was a bow and arrow hanging on the wall.


The bow and arrow looked unremarkable, dark and unpolished, yet it caught Wufu's eye.


After waiting for a while with no sign of Lady Li coming out, Wufu could not help but take the bow and arrow down to inspect it closely in her hands.


Chapter 213: A Good Bow