The Queen of the Apocalypse Farmed in Ancient Times

Six years after the end of the world, Xiao Yao was a frightened wood-type supernatural being. When she opened her eyes, she transformed into a fifteen-year-old silly girl in the ancient countryside. The original owner was stupid, would beat people when he was ill, his parents were missing, and his pension was swallowed up by his aunt and his family. His only relative is his twelve-year-old brother Xiao Heng. As soon as she came home, her aunt wanted to sell her to the king of the town as a concubine in the thirteenth room for the "cabbage price" of ten taels of silver. Xiao Yao smiled. "What a coincidence, the original patient hit people when he got sick. When I got sick, I also hit people." She has space in her hands, wood powers at her side, and the back hill that others dare not enter, she treats as her own vegetable garden. Farm, hunt, make money, and take care of debtors one by one. From a fool that everyone can bully, to an ancestor that no one can offend. Xiao Yao: Don't mess with me. I'm afraid when I get sick. The battle-damaged man I picked up by chance didn't look right. What else can be done? Of course I choose to throw it away. However, despite all the twists and turns, the two became bonded. Once his memory is restored, the mystery of his identity is slowly revealed. Later, things became more and more wrong. Xiao Yao wanted to escape, but he pinned her firmly against the wall: "Ayao, Linglong Dice An Hongdou, what's the next sentence?" Xiao Yao:...... "It's getting late, it's time to go home." "Ayao, you can't go back until you tell me." Xiao Yao raised her head and looked at the sky without saying anything.