Gu Ming was reborn into an era of warlord rule.
The moment she opened her eyes, her husband, newly returned from studying abroad, divorced her.
He looked down on an uneducated, backward peasant woman, did he?
Gu Ming decided to give these self-proclaimed modern intellectuals a little taste of risqué culture from the future.
The good news: she earned a fortune in writing fees.
The bad news: she could never take off her secret identity and live as herself again.
After much difficulty, she found a husband willing to marry into her family and be a househusband.
Then he put on a military uniform and a cape, and became a young marshal commanding a massive army.
Fine, fine, you're all so powerful. If she couldn't afford to provoke them, surely she could at least avoid them!
Gu Ming packed up everything she owned and decided to flee overseas, only for a group of soldiers to surround the cruise ship.
“Madam, the young marshal knows he was wrong. He's been kneeling on an abacus for three days!”
Nice. . . . .