A master’s graduate in traditional Chinese medicine transmigrates into Gu, an abandoned daughter of a marquis’s household who is bullied and abused. From the start, she finds herself staring at a bowl of slop crawling with maggots, with no idea how long it’s been sitting there.
Good grief, is this even fit for people to eat?
It may not hurt much, but it’s deeply humiliating!
After receiving the original owner’s memories, she almost wishes she could die all over again.
How could a legitimate daughter of a marquis’s household have suffered so much? Realizing that she’s the one in this wretched situation now makes her want to throw up blood.
Fortunately, Heaven is fair and has given her a pocket dimension.
At thirteen, she fakes her death in a raging fire and escapes, emptying the marquis’s estate on her way out.
She thought she could finally live in peace and comfort, but at fifteen she began dreaming about natural disasters night after night. The dreams continued for five years, with war breaking out in between.
There’s no way she can let that happen. She empties her family’s coffers, frantically stockpiles supplies, and retreats alone into the vast mountains.
(This story is set in a fictional world. Don’t overthink it!)
Your mind is not very clear, you obviously don't have enough to eat, but you are still cleaning the house, and you are not sleeping quietly. Why are you doing this, are you afraid that your stepmother will not know that you are living well?
Are you talking about pretending to be happy with the results and arrogantly cooking in the kitchen? You can enter the space but not cook it. This is called coercion, but your strength is so high that you can prevent servants from entering the hospital. I have been studying medicine for several years and I am very good. I have never seen those bad guys poisoned to death. I can only pretend to be weak and pitiful. Without a golden finger, I am worse than the original owner. I am so stupid.
Too much nonsense written
Don't you have to worry about other people finding out about your change of residence, the smell of rice, and the smell of meat?
Please write some reasonable books. If the cooking meat has no smell, how can the people in the Hou Mansion not smell it? The eldest lady who never leaves the front door and whose mother died early, knows the prices, yet she goes to set up stalls to clear goods and bargain for them. Anyway, there are a lot of unreasonable things
It's very unreasonable and verbose. Almost every chapter repeats her master's degree in traditional Chinese medicine [laughs awkwardly] It took almost a chapter to cook a braised pork meal [awkward laugh] Collecting things into the space makes people in the house panic, and yet they dare to blatantly clean up the courtyard and cook, which is very unnatural, like Al's novel [awkward laugh]
The logic doesn't quite fit. The Hou Mansion will also recruit a son-in-law. I can't understand it after looking at this picture.
Not to mention cleaning and cooking, but going to a clearance sale? Is it reasonable? So good that a big prince's mansion didn't purchase it? Why don't you have a study room when you move out? Not even her stepmother's private dowry? The Marquis must also have a private treasury, right? He also sets up a stall on the street to sell braised pork. The entire Hou family is just a decoration?
You don't even have food to eat, but you still dare to mess around in the kitchen. Where do things come from? How do you explain it? This paragraph is very well written, but the logic is not good.