The Hunter Woman's Daily Life

Everyone in Wei Family Village is as fierce as a wolf or tiger.

After a high fever, Yu Xuancao figured out that she had been reincarnated from the modern world. From then on, she acted with even fewer scruples.

She grabbed a kitchen knife and chased down the trio who had tried to abduct a woman, hunted in the mountains, and beat people up in town. The wolfish villagers of Wei Family Village became even more afraid of her than before.

After making her fortune with a black bear, Yu Xuancao took her silver and moved to town with Wen Fengxia and the man she had rescued.

The schools in town wouldn't accept female students, so they had to settle in Yongji Lane, near Deyi School in the north of the city.

She bought a donkey and named it Little Hired Hand.

After the man left, Yu Xuancao was counting on the donkey to take her to the capital for the imperial examinations.

On a snowy day in the thirteenth year of Qingyang, the mother and daughter gazed at the snow falling across Qingshui Town. For a moment, they could almost believe they were in a paradise apart from the world. Wen Fengxia took Yu Xuancao's hand. "Child, if you pass the exam, I'll have no regrets for the rest of my life."

P.S. This is a long story. Life really starts getting better in Volume One. The beginning of Volume One is all about Wei Family Village.

One-line summary: A tough girl's daily struggle to survive + working hard for the imperial examinations.

--------_Upcoming story: The Princess. Thank you for adding it to your favorites. The whole story is being written in advance.

Xiao Yu is a member of the imperial family, and the only female prince in the realm.

She is quick-witted and good at reading people. Seeing that the court officials wanted to force her into the game, she went along with them and insisted on having a son from a prominent family.

His name was Xie Qing.

On a rainy autumn day, the man knelt beside her bed in silence, taking off his clothes one piece at a time.

"You shameless thing," the woman said carelessly, propping her head on one hand. "Was last time not enough?"

Xie Qing took hold of her ankle, his voice calm. "It wasn't enough."

Xiao Yu narrowed her eyes as he took the tip of her finger into his mouth. With his gaze lowered and an obedient air, he said, "Please, Your Highness Prince Zhao, have mercy on me."

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Xiao Yu suffered from madness as a child. She regained her senses as she grew older, but had already become capricious, harsh, and cold.

After meeting Xie Qing, she often insulted him.

Xie Qing was bold enough to say that men have only two intentions toward women: either they love them or they want to use them. He had both.

He worked hard to please her, hiding his cruel nature beneath an obedient facade. He never expected her to have seen through it long ago.

Xiao Yu knew he wanted to seize power. Late at night, she would lightly slap his face and sneer, "Whoever dares fight me for power and profit won't even know what killed him. Xie Zhaoyun, you're still too green."

That night, the man was provoked until his true nature came out.

He hated the cold ties in his family, which had sent him to her and cut off his path to success in the imperial examinations. He also hated her heartlessness and greed, and the way she turned a blind eye to his sincere feelings.

His hatred was frenzied, yet hidden in the shadows.

On the day they parted, she gave him money, changed his name, and sent him to take the imperial examinations before turning away and leaving.

Xie Qing's hatred grew stronger than ever.

She had given him everything except a warm heart.

Now that the realm was at peace, he would no longer let her torment him. He would fulfill his own ambitions, repay her for years of humiliation, and bring all the love and hatred he had accumulated over the years before her, demanding to know: had everything between them been kindness or resentment?

1v1, both are each other's first. The manuscript is complete, so you can read with confidence. The heroine is violent and mad, a sinister, gloomy sort. Even as empress, she'd be a tyrant.

Theme: Devote one's life to the people.