Xia He’s husband has passed the county-level imperial examination.
But the first thing her treacherous husband does after making it is join forces with his widowed sister-in-law to cast aside his sick, long-suffering wife.
Then he sells one child and gives the other away, scraping together enough travel money to go to the capital for the imperial exams before vanishing without a trace.
By the time Xia He crawls out of the mass grave, everything has changed. Not only is her daughter dead and her son a servant, she has also been sold into a brothel.
To get revenge, Xia He endures humiliation and, under the guise of a dancer, uses poisoned wine to send her husband’s entire family to their graves. Then she sets herself on fire with her children’s remains in her arms.
When she opens her eyes again, she has been reborn on the day her treacherous husband casts her out and sends her to the mass grave.
This time, she hacks at her husband, kicks his widowed sister-in-law, then takes her children with her back to her family home.
Unfortunately, the land is in turmoil and they must flee famine. Everyone is waiting to laugh at this discarded wife struggling along with two burdens in tow.
But who could have guessed the birthmark on her hand was actually a space that could take her to different worlds?
A single copper coin gets her hundreds of pounds of fine rice and white flour from a modern supermarket.
A beastfolk clan leader offers all kinds of magical fruits just to get her to cook them a meal.
An apocalypse base leader clutches advanced weapons, yet weeps with joy over the pollution-free fruits, vegetables, and seasonings she brings.
So on the journey to escape famine, Xia He not only avoids being driven to beg for food,
she also makes sure her family and everyone from her village fleeing alongside them grow strong and healthy.
Now her treacherous husband wants to get on his knees and beg her to take him back.
“He He, it was all my sister-in-law’s seduction that made me do those awful things. You’re the one I love most!”
Before Xia He can say a word, the dark-faced general beside her draws his sword.
“You dare covet the woman I love? What the hell, do you think I’m dead?”
