Su Sanniang was divorced.
It was her ex-husband Lu Dazhuang who stole her, and it was she who was accused of being "unclean". In the twelfth lunar month of winter, she was kicked out of the Lu family with her three-year-old Tuantuan in her arms. Her father refused to close the house and it snowed heavily up to her knees.
I was desperate, but the jade pendant on my chest lit up——
With your own space and fertile soil, whatever you sow will grow.
Collect and sell medicines, open up wasteland and grow vegetables, and earn a living by saving every penny. Slap the husband's family in the face, settle the scores with the natal family, and silence the whole village.
It was the lame hunter she had picked up. The more she looked at him, the more something was wrong - his swordsmanship was not like that of a woodcutter. The officials were looking for people all over the town with the portrait, and there were two words written on the painting: **imperial prisoner**.
Only then did she realize what a big trouble she had picked up.
