Flowers not yet withered

The famed War King set his sights on a simple farmer's daughter, not hesitating to keep himself pure as he engaged in nurturing her.
Everyone thought that Sikong Mo, the War King, was destined to be a bachelor for life, but unexpectedly, news came that the renowned War King was to be wed, and his bride was to be a mere farmer's daughter.
The daughters of the rich and noble roared in outrage, "Why her?"
Sikong Mo appeared silently, "Because I said so."
Born of wealthy parents, she was abandoned by them once again, replaced and poisoned, but fate did not forsake her, allowing her to cling stubbornly to life.
Sikong Mo, "I empathize with you, we are a match made in heaven."
Ye Jiu, "No, no, no, we are not the same. I have the Golden Finger, helping me reach the pinnacle of life."
Sikong Mo, "Hmm? Have you forgotten who gave you that Golden Finger?"
Ye Jiu deflated a bit guiltily, and slipped away.
With Plane Space at hand, wealth throughout the world is unparalleled.

My Princess Holds Superpowers

As soon as Lady He's voice fell, Ye Erya's body shuddered.


Last time, after she had hit Ye Jiu, Lady He had whipped her half to death with a wisteria switch.


Unlike Ye Jiu, who could trade medicine in the Plane Space, Erya could only grit her teeth and bear it. It had taken her days to be able to walk, and no sooner had she recovered, then she was forced back into doing household chores.


Even now, her wounds weren't fully healed, particularly when she heard Lady He's shrill voice, it felt as if her wounds were throbbing with pain anew.


Ye Jiu looked at Ye Erya, who was almost curling up into a ball, and found it hard to imagine how she had ever gathered the courage to throw that stone at him.


Ye Jiu pulled at Lady He, afraid that she might get too worked up and hurt herself. He quickly comforted her, "Mother, nobody can hurt me anymore, rest assured, I'm fine."


She was trampled underfoot.