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

Watching Wufu explode like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, Ah Jiu's eyes brimmed with deeper amusement. His face, still smeared with bloodstains, though somewhat disheveled, looked to him to be exceedingly vivid and animated. He couldn't help but reach out, wanting to ruffle her hair.


Wufu didn't notice, but the people around him did, and they all took a sharp breath. Ah Jiu's hand was halfway to its goal when he realized his action was inappropriate and reluctantly withdrew it, placing it behind his back and feigning seriousness with a cough.


"Xiao Li was right, you won't die, you've got the skills," Ah Jiu said with a laugh.


Wufu snorted, "It's good that you didn't come here to be used as a slingshot."


"What slingshot?" Xiao Li didn't quite understand.


Chapter 307: Blatantly Telling Lies with Eyes Wide Open