The Silly Beauty, Pregnant and Proud, Empties the Capital Before Exile

[Farming + Natural Disasters + Exile + Revenge on Scumbags + Emptying the House + Spatial Storage]

Nan Suisui, a master of talismans and formations from the cultivation world, failed her tribulation and transmigrated into the body of a foolish, illegitimate daughter despised by everyone at the Marquis of Lin’an’s estate. She was forced to take another bride’s place and marry the short-lived Prince Ning, who was poisoned and paralyzed in both legs, to bring him good fortune.

On their wedding night, Prince Ning pointed his sword at her throat. “Tell me, what did the Empress send you here to do?”

Nan Suisui tilted her head sweetly. “Big brother, would you like some candy? Suisui has yummy, sweet candy…”

Prince Ning: … (Is she actually an idiot?)

The day after the wedding, Nan Suisui sensed a deathly aura hanging over the prince’s residence. She calculated that within ten days, they would be arrested and exiled!

Nan Suisui sneered and immediately drew a hundred talismans of transportation. She emptied the marquis’s estate overnight, then swept the national treasury and the private vaults of the emperor and empress clean as well!

In just ten days, she had stockpiled billions of supplies, cured Prince Ning’s poison, and set off into exile carrying twins.

On the road to exile, while everyone else gnawed on tree bark, she feasted. Whenever troublemakers came looking for a fight, Prince Ning went into full protective-husband mode.

Prince Ning: “My wife is six months pregnant. If anyone dares to upset her, I’ll take their life!”

The enemy, beaten black and blue by the spirit of his own ancestor, wept, “Your Highness! She summoned my ancestor to slap me three hundred times! Who’s upsetting whom here?!”

Prince Ning: “My wife is terrified of thunder. Whenever she hears it, she burrows into my arms.”

The assassins, charred black by lightning, wailed, “Your Highness! She’s the one who called down the Nine Heavens’ Divine Thunder that chased us for three days and three nights! We got burned to a crisp while she stood there, very pregnant, roasting sweet potatoes over the lightning fire. You call that being scared of thunder?!”

…

Her frailty is an act, but her maxed-out abilities are real. She’ll empty the entire capital before going into exile, and make that dog emperor wail for his parents!