I Rely on the Pickle Jar to Understand the Past and Present, and I Pamper the Abandoned Prince in the Cold Palace
by Lilizi
About This Novel
After my rich father passed away, my stepsister was the first to choose a cornucopia of gold and jade, leaving me with a dusty pickle vat. But who would have thought that the pickle jar became a spirit and could connect to the abandoned prince in the cold palace of the mysterious dynasty two thousand years ago. I sent countless modern supplies to the deposed prince through pickle jars to help him build his career. He regarded me as a god and enshrined countless gold and silver treasures. I became the richest woman in the world by reselling antiques. My stepsister is crazy with jealousy and wants to take away my pickle jar. But the young prince appeared out of thin air, protected me in his arms, and said word by word: "Protecting the only god is the glory of this life."
What Readers Think
Rating
Community(0)
Rating
Community(0)
