I Stopped Trying to Help Everyone, Emptied My Family's House, and Went to the Countryside

[The heroine is extremely unstable, and her motto is basically: whoever messes with me, I’ll dig up their ancestors’ graves. Our two unhinged leads are made for each other!]

[Period setting + spatial dimension + real and fake heiresses + master of both poison and medicine + unhinged antics + two powerful leads who dote on each other]

In her previous life, the real heiress Song Banxia craved familial affection so badly that she willingly became a walking blood bank for the fake heiress.

The fake heiress used her medical manuscripts to become a renowned physician, while Song Banxia was forced by her biased parents to marry in someone else’s place and was beaten to death in a cowshed!

In her final moments, Song Banxia finally understood: put up with it for a while and you’ll get breast hyperplasia; take a step back and you’ll only get angrier.

Better to make someone else suffer than to keep shortchanging yourself!

Reborn, she faces her parents forcing her once again to marry in someone else’s place, this time to an old widower with three children in tow.

Song Banxia goes berserk on the spot!

Trying to guilt-trip me? I’ll expose your dirty laundry first!

She reports her own father for embezzlement, sells her own brother’s job, and makes the fake heiress swallow a drug that will leave her barren!

Finally, she sweeps up all the money and antiques from the courtyard house, along with every bit of winter food hidden in the mouseholes, into her spatial dimension, leaving not a hair behind!

With a fortune in hand, Song Banxia signs up to work at the most grueling forestry camp in the Greater Khingan Mountains of Northeast China.

She plans to use her “poison-and-medicine” spatial dimension to live happily as a hermit in the mountains.

But then she sets her sights on the gloomy, antisocial “Living Yama” sent down to the countryside, who is rumored to have killed three fiancées.

Song Banxia: This man has a strong resistance to poison. He’d make a perfect test subject.

The Living Yama, He Yan: This woman really goes for the jugular, but… I like it.