Exiled to the Frontier, the Convict's Wife Turns Wasteland Into a Home for the God of War's Family

The Su family was falsely accused and stripped of their registration overnight. The whole family was exiled to the bitterly cold northern frontier.

The road ahead was buried in wind and snow, with corpses of the starving scattered everywhere. Fellow exiles devoured one another, while greedy relatives sucked them dry at every turn.

In her previous life, Su Wanrou was weak, softhearted, and foolishly kind. She took pity on ungrateful wolves, only to see her parents freeze to death in a snowdrift, her little brother beaten to death, and herself sold into a black kiln, where she suffered endless torment before dying in the bitter cold.

In her final moments, all she felt was overwhelming regret.

Now she was back on the road to exile. Heavy snow blocked the way, their food sacks were empty, and her spiteful aunt was reaching out to snatch her last half-piece of hard, dry cornbread.

This time, there was no trace of gentleness in Su Wanrou's eyes. Only cold, ruthless resolve remained.

She awakened a portable fertile-land space with rich soil and a spirit spring. Whatever she planted, she harvested in abundance!

Steal her food? She'd break their greedy hands!

Try to guilt-trip her? She'd expose them in front of everyone!

Plot against her? She'd repay them a hundredfold!

In the barren wasteland, she opened up fertile fields, stockpiled mountains of grain, built warm homes, and developed trade, leading her family through desperate times.

She turned the bitterly cold frontier, where not a blade of grass had grown, into a prosperous granary.

She also personally trained her frail, timid little brother into an unrivaled God of War who guarded her and gave her a lifetime of peace.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.