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

Wufu, as he had wished, saw several case files related to the Flower-Picking Thief case, flipping through them page by page, his expression focused and solemn.


Not far away, Wen Congrui was sipping tea, but his eyes never left Wufu's face as he perused the case files.


"My lord, is it really appropriate to let her go through the files like this?" Steward Chen from the Yamen whispered to Wen Congrui.


Wen Congrui took a sip of tea and said, "It's fine, if anything major comes up, I will take responsibility."


Steward Chen opened his mouth but in the end, all his reservations were reduced to one word, "Yes." He glanced at the youngster, continuously muttering to himself in his heart, extending his skepticism to the person sitting before him.


Wen Congrui's face revealed no emotion. He understood Steward Chen's concerns very well, but in his heart, he felt that the person before him was not the evil Flower-Picking Thief.


Chapter 243: Drawing Threads