[Reborn + System + Farming + Sisterhood + Harem Intrigue + Self-Acceptance]
“My whole life… was never worth living in the first place.”
In her previous life, she had seen more than enough of the deceit and betrayal in the imperial harem.
Everyone was wronged, and everyone wronged someone else.
The moment she opened her eyes, the taste of bitter almonds still seemed to linger on her lips. She saw the long curtains around the bed once more, and the familiar yet strange furnishings.
Just as she was about to end her life again, a farming System suddenly appeared. It was stocked with all kinds of magical artifacts, treasures, and elixirs, which could only be exchanged for the harvest from her fields.
From then on, farming became an all-consuming pursuit, and Fat Orange was yesterday’s news.
Competing for the emperor’s favor? Is that more important than farming? Just look at the wheat I’ve planted: a yield of eighteen hundred jin per mu! Harem intrigue? Could it be more complicated than farming? I’d better work harder, or I won’t finish this year’s tasks. Fat Orange? Sorry, is he as plump and dewy as the tomatoes in my fields?
Harem intrigue can’t compare to the joys of farming! Everything else is beneath it; labor is the greatest honor. See how An Lingrong can grow herself a happier life!
(I really want to give An Lingrong a more healing life. I’ve always felt she wasn’t bad at heart, and with someone to guide her, she would surely have been happy.)
An Empresses in the Palace fanfic
Watch it well, I hope the three good sisters will not fall in love with Big Fat Orange, and they can farm well and live together until they grow old.