[Cheat-powered Hua Clan stockpiler x genuinely scheming, falsely upright scholar ex-husband]
Hua Zhao owns a hidden pocket-space courtyard.
Inside, spring lasts all year. Outside, endless white mist and rain stretch as far as the eye can see.
One day, while Hua Zhao was frantically shuttling back and forth to stash food in her space, someone suddenly knocked on the courtyard gate.
"Is anyone there? Might this humble student come inside to shelter from the rain?"
The man's voice was gentle and refined, like the sound of jade.
But hearing it only made Hua Zhao's heart ache.
She knew the man outside her pocket space all too well.
In her previous life, her kindness was taken advantage of. She spent her silver supporting the impoverished scholar Mu Lianzhou through the imperial examinations and into government service, only to receive a personally written divorce agreement in return.
"The righteous are often rough men, while the faithless are usually scholars." The old saying was right after all.
-
"Nobody's here, nobody's here, nobody's here!"
Hua Zhao shouted furiously at the courtyard gate. She was never going to be foolish enough to let this ungrateful wolf in again.
Outside, Mu Lianzhou, soaked to the skin: "..."
Little liar. I heard you talking.
[Male lead's point of view]
In the ninth year of the Longhe era, the imperial court was riven by disputes between legitimate and illegitimate heirs, while disasters plagued the land.
Mu Lianzhou endured countless hardships to reach Liangtai Commandery. There, in the midst of endless rain, his carriage plunged off a cliff. When he awoke, he found himself surrounded by boundless white mist.
There was no one around, only a small courtyard enclosed by a high wall in the middle.
The woman who lived there was very strange. She liked to curse at him, calling him things like "faithless bastard" and "fake good girl," and refused to let him into the courtyard.
At night, penniless, he had no choice but to curl up under the eaves outside. Later, he discovered something incredible.
When floods struck and a single grain of rice was worth a fortune outside...
The woman in the courtyard carried sacks of rice into her house every day.
When snow and ice filled the land and countless people froze on the streets...
The woman in the courtyard hung cotton-padded clothes on a bamboo pole.
When a plague broke out and finding a sip of clean water was harder than reaching the heavens...
He actually heard the woman sitting beside the well, drawing water to wash up with a satisfied sigh!
"The sages said, 'Do not listen to what is improper...'" the man murmured.
Hua Zhao sneered. "The sages said, 'Get the hell out of my space, thank you.'"
In a nutshell: During a time of chaos, a stockpiling heroine takes satisfying revenge on her shameless, freeloading ex-husband, who wants to mooch off her pocket space.
P.S. 1. Both leads are each other's one and only.
2. The grudges from their previous lives will be explained.
3. The male lead is bad, genuinely bad. On the surface, he's a refined, gentle scholar, but in private he's ruthless and vicious. He'll use any means necessary to survive, even turning himself into a fake-sweet, whiny little schemer.
Note from 2020.7.2, screen-recorded and captured.
Theme: Survive adversity, keep good food for company, and live a carefree, glorious life~