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

That evening, the atmosphere at the Old Zhou family's dinner table was somewhat uneasy. Old Lady Zhou and Zhou Xuennian both had concerns on their minds and were not in good spirits, making the dinner table particularly gloomy. Old Lady Zhou took a couple of bites and then stopped eating.


Lady Liang watched with a cold eye, her eyebrows furrowed slightly as she glanced at her eldest brother-in-law and saw that he, too, had a deeply furrowed brow. It made her even more convinced that there was some major issue between them that they were unaware of.


The younger ones, clueless about the situation, ate as usual, but it was Little Tiger, the youngest, who suddenly threw down his chopsticks and clamored, complaining that the food did not taste good and demanded that Old Lady Zhou give him mooncakes to eat.


Chapter 227 Grinding