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 instructed Hongyu to serve Madam Zhou well, while she herself went to the front courtyard where Xiao Li and the others had been waiting for a while.


Seated in the guest-receiving Floral Hall, Wufu nodded inwardly, acknowledging that the greatest advantage of buying this residence was that the previous owner had sold everything, including the household servants, so there was no need to purchase new ones.


As for decorations and such, Wufu didn't mind, being not one to favor luxury—simplicity was best. Of course, if her purse grew fatter in the future, and she needed these items for decoration, she could buy them then.


"Miss, please have some tea," a girl about fifteen or sixteen years old dressed in coarse clothes approached, holding a tray.


Wufu looked at her, aware that this girl was likely Ji Yongqing's daughter.


The girl cautiously glanced at her with the corner of her eye, then quickly lowered her head again.


Chapter 361: The Servant