From the start, Qiao Weiyang was a throwaway country girl in an old-school political intrigue novel who wouldn't survive three chapters. Her parents were about to sell her to an elderly widower.
To save her own skin, she admitted her mistake and put her modern agricultural knowledge to work. She cleared land, made compost, and pickled vegetables, turning a life of abject poverty into that of a prosperous country girl.
But she gradually realized that Gu Xuan, the hunter next door whom the whole village thought was crazy, was a little unusual.
When a bully came to steal their grain, he stepped in front of her and sent the man running with just a few words.
When the village's irrigation ditch ran dry, the diversion map he sketched on the spot was more precise than the old hands' hard-earned experience.
And late one night, a man in fitted martial attire bowed to him outside the courtyard, addressing him as “Commander.” His presence was terrifying.
Qiao Weiyang snapped to her senses: this madman was Jiang Xuhan, the male lead who would one day become emperor!
Now that she'd latched onto a powerful backer, she might as well bring him home and “raise” him properly.
All she'd wanted was to make money growing crops and stay alive. She never expected to personally raise a deranged farmer into the founding emperor who would unite the land.
When war flared along the border, he shed his coarse clothes and returned to the capital in bloodstained silver armor.
At the enthronement ceremony, the new emperor took her hand, his gaze blazing. “I fought for this vast empire for you. The throne beside mine belongs to you alone.”
