[Strong female lead + transmigration + pocket dimension + confiscation and exile + revenge + satisfying read + fantasy + political intrigue]
Song Moyan, a military doctor serving on a peacekeeping mission, dies while treating a fellow soldier. When she opens her eyes again, she has become the heir's bride by proxy in the Prince Yi's residence of Yan! Her bridal sedan has barely touched down when an imperial decree arrives: Prince Yi has committed treason, and the entire family of the heir, Yan Beiwang, is to be exiled to Lingnan at once!
Their wedding night turns into a night of confiscations? Song Moyan looks at her nominal husband, the cold-faced Yan Beiwang, and his despairing family, and smiles. Exile? Fine! But if they think she will leave with nothing and let others walk all over her, they can dream on!
Taking advantage of the chaos of night, she sweeps a hand and opens her pocket dimension! The prince's storerooms? Cleared out! Her own dowry? Taken! The gold, silver, food, and cloth belonging to those “dear relatives” who kicked them while they were down and had a grudge against the original owner, as well as the people behind the scenes who framed Prince Yi's family? She takes every last thing, leaving not even a blade of grass behind!
But why does this world have so many holes in it? Wasn't this supposed to be an ordinary ancient world? Why are there evil cultivators too?
Song Moyan: Judge, please explain this to me. Wasn't this supposed to be compensation? Why am I being made to work like a slave too?!
Judge: You can't see me! You can't see me!
Yan Beiwang: This woman... She robs our enemies more ruthlessly than bandits. Whose spy is she? No, perhaps... she is the one variable Heaven has sent me, the only chance to overturn my fate.
