From the start, she transmigrated into the body of a newlywed exile, and before her wedding dress had even warmed, a blade was at her throat and she was pinned to the ground.
Her transmigration starter pack: confiscated property, exile, and a prison uniform.
Her husband was a convicted criminal, all their property had been confiscated, and they were to be exiled three thousand li to Ningguta.
But Shen Nian discovered that she had a space that could store things, though she had no idea what it was.
Never mind that for now. She’d better store as much as she could before they were exiled.
Was it satisfying? Absolutely!
And there was something even better: Shen Nian discovered she could return to her old home in the modern world.
But she hadn’t had much time to celebrate.
Whoosh! She was flung back to ancient times, still clutching a white T-shirt printed with English letters.
A soldier snatched it away. “What does this say? You really are a spy!”
It was one disaster right after another.
On the three-thousand-li road to exile, some wanted to use her as a stepping stone, while others waited to see her brought to her knees.
She would use the space in her old home to turn a terrible hand into a royal flush.
