Su Qianning was a powerful figure in the apocalypse, and farming was what she did best. She was one of the strongest survivors, and when the zombies breached the city gates, she decided to take the Zombie King down with her.
To her surprise, she transmigrated into the body of the Fifth Princess of Baiwu and the wife of the Duke of Zhenguo’s third son. But why was she about to be exiled, and on charges of treason, no less?
If you show me no mercy, I’ll show you none either. The bastard emperor wants her to be cannon fodder, so she’ll give him what he wants and overthrow the whole realm.
She cheerfully took her younger brother, the treasury’s riches, and the entire Duke of Zhenguo’s fortune with her, instantly becoming a little rich lady. No matter how many dangers awaited on the road to exile, she had nothing to fear.
What, bandits? No problem. She had wood-type powers, and her combat skills were through the roof.
What, no food? Bread, milk, meat: would that be enough? If not, no problem. She had a pocket dimension and could grow whatever anyone wanted.
What, no weapons? Take a look at this reforged steel: it can cut through iron like mud. And how about some thunderfire bombs? They pack quite a punch.
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Su Qianning blazed her way to Ning County in Lingnan, where she reclaimed wasteland and improved education. Everyone praised her.
Once they arrived in Lingnan, she was just about to kick Xie Chenyuan out when he pinned her against the wall and rubbed his head against her shoulder and neck, whining, “How can you do this? We’re married!”
Su Qianning held his restless head at arm’s length and stammered, “What we have is just a deal.”
Xie Chenyuan fell silent and gazed at her with a vulnerable look. Su Qianning clutched her pounding heart and screamed inwardly, “You’re supposed to be a general who strikes terror into people’s hearts!!!”
Not bad, worth a look