On the day of the rape, I put the scumbag on the trending list, but I fell from the 28th floor.
When I opened my eyes again, I became the unluckiest little maid next to the princess. The princess ran away from marriage for love, leaving behind the words "Marry for me", and then eloped with the eunuch. What's even more terrible is that the two countries have already agreed that if the princess does not marry, all the people who marry her will be buried.
In order to save my life, I had no choice but to put on my wedding dress and give myself to the rumored murderous tyrant.
The tyrant lifted his hijab and asked me coldly: "How many cities is the fake princess worth?"
I did the math carefully: "Don't talk about feelings for now, why don't you just do it?"
Good news, I am bound to the cross-time and space mall.
Bad news, this mall may have its own mental state.
When I was poisoned at the palace banquet, it sent me spicy strips; when Black Crow Ridge was assassinated, it sent me bronze mirrors; when the Queen Mother forced her to marry, it sent me a cart of yoga mats; when my life was hanging by a thread, it even popped up a prompt - Dear, I don't have enough points, so I suggest you earn the difference first.
So, other people's court battles depended on fighting for favors, while mine relied on checking accounts; while others farmed and raised flowers, I grew peppers in the cold palace, opened a grain station, formed a caravan, and accidentally found out that a chicken in the harem had eaten three years of military pay.
The noble concubine called me a demon concubine, the queen mother said that I wanted to subjugate the country, and all the civil and military officials in the court begged the emperor to banish me to the cold palace.
The tyrant was silent for a moment: "The cold palace also belongs to her, and the keys to the treasury are also in her hands."
I just want to accumulate enough points to return to the modern world. Unexpectedly, more and more granaries are opening, caravans are running farther and farther away, and even the tyrant's eyes are getting more and more wrong when he looks at me.
Until the door to go home finally opened, he was standing in front of the door holding the Queen's Phoenix Seal.
"Shen Zhiwei, stay. The country will be in your charge, and I will be in your charge as well."
