Ye Xianxian died on her way back from gathering supplies, one year after the apocalypse began.
Then Ye Xianxian came back to life. The moment she opened her eyes, she was thrown out of her home and exiled to the frontier.
Before she could figure out what was going on, she was tossed into a carriage and sent away like a package.
Ye Xianxian: “...”
Ye Xianxian felt the spatial dimension that had come with her, then looked at the old-fashioned surroundings and the group of men who looked like villains. She wisely kept quiet.
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Looking at the dilapidated manor before her and the vast wasteland around it, Ye Xianxian asked the old matron who had brought her to the frontier, “This is the manor of mine you told me about?”
The old matron replied somewhat guiltily, “Yes, yes it is. And not just this place, but those hills behind it too. My madam bought them all for her cousin’s daughter. This is much larger than the manor you had in the capital.”
Without even looking at Ye Xianxian, she shoved several property deeds into her hands, then swiftly left with the people who had escorted her and been tasked with keeping an eye on her.
As her personal maid, Xiaocui, shouted angrily behind her, Ye Xianxian looked over the sprawling land and smiled. It seemed she could start her peaceful retirement in the countryside ahead of schedule.
Theme: Work with your own hands to provide for yourself
