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

The way she spoke was as light as a feather, as if the person opposite was not a human being, but rather a body of some random cat or dog.


Liu Jin looked at the hunter's corpse somewhat timidly, feeling a little afraid in his heart, but having heard the girl's words, he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth slightly.


"If we can bury him in a pit and not leave his body exposed in the wild, then we've done a good deed by fulfilling our moral obligations. He shouldn't come looking for us in the future, it's his own greed that cost him his life." Wufu hummed lightly.


Liu Jin took a sharp intake of cold air, "Miss, you..." can you not make it sound so terrifying?


Besides, you killed a person and buried the body, and you call that a good deed?


305 "Why Does the Yellow Finch Come Back to the Slingshot?