The Concubine Stockpiles Grain Just to Survive, but They Insist She Reach the Top

(Devoted couple, spiritual spring in a pocket dimension, satisfying revenge, palace and household intrigue, vengeance guaranteed) Wan Ning had a feeling she was about to transmigrate. She took it in stride. To her, it was just a matter of finding somewhere new to lie low. So she calmly stocked up on supplies, filling her space with food, drinks, daily necessities, and medicinal herbs. When she opened her eyes again, Wan Ning found herself transmigrated into the body of a marquis’s concubine. The principal wife had falsely accused her of meeting another man, and she lay on the ground, heavily pregnant and covered in blood. Damn it! All she wanted was to keep her head down. Why was that so hard? They accused her of meeting another man? She turned around and emptied the principal wife’s dowry, stripped her naked and hung her at the city gate, then dealt with the maids and matrons around her. After taking care of all that, she decided she could finally lie low in peace. *, * When Wan Ning returned to her village, her two younger brothers were on the brink of death, having been bullied mercilessly. Her grandparents puffed out their chests. “We’re your elders. Do you dare lay a hand on us?” The moment they finished speaking, Wan Ning grabbed a firewood stick and beat them without hesitation. “Elders, my foot! All I know is, if people don’t mess with me, I won’t mess with them. If they do, I’ll hit back.” Her uncle and aunt were full of schemes, but Wan Ning wasn’t worried. Not one bit. If they crossed her, they were the ones who’d suffer. Just as things were starting to improve for them, the marquis who had spent years at war showed up. Looking at the concubine he had once divorced, Zhuang Xiangzhao said, “I can give you the truth.” Wan Ning: “You really don’t have to, my lord. I don’t care at all.” Zhuang Xiangzhao: “But I do.” Wan Ning: “So you care. What’s that got to do with me?”