I’m a Pig Butcher, So Why Does the Female Emperor Keep Showing Up for Meals?

Chu Qingcheng, the First Female Emperor of the Great Wilderness, was ambushed, badly wounded, and left with amnesia. She thought she was about to die.

When she opened her eyes, she saw a crude, repulsive butcher with a scarred face.

She thought he was just another mortal insect lusting after her beauty, and was about to coldly order him to die when a bloodstained butcher’s knife slammed onto the cutting board.

“Awake? Good. Let’s settle the bill. Top-grade wound medicine, fifty thousand taels. Add the depreciation fee for the bed, and that’ll be one million taels of silver!”

Chu Qingcheng was stunned. “Insolence! I am the female emperor of the Great Wilderness!”

Lu Changyuan sneered and tossed her a rag. “Female emperor or demoness, I don’t care. If you can’t pay, head to the backyard and chop wood and feed the pigs!”

To stay alive, the haughty female emperor was forced to put on rough clothes and work in the butcher shop. She tried to escape seven times, but each time, this crude butcher saved her with a single stroke at the brink of death.

Until one day, a massive army laid siege to the city, and the female emperor closed her eyes in despair. But the miserly butcher who cursed her every day for working too slowly cleaved through the darkness with one slash, trampled all the gods and immortals beneath his feet, and revealed the true dragon’s might of the Great Wilderness’s former crown prince!

“Anyone who touches my woman answers to me!”