The First Minister's Beloved Wife Has a Pocket Dimension

Second Master Sheng spent one tael of silver to buy a husband for his shrewish, dimwitted daughter, and the man died the very next day. Sheng Xi was left with a complete mess: a dilapidated house with bare walls, a sickly husband she’d gotten for a bargain, an empty rice jar, and a younger brother who’d been sold off and vanished without a trace. Whatever else, she had to start by earning money. She didn’t need great riches, only enough to keep from starving. But things soon got completely out of hand. She tracked game while hunting, and even the wolf king became her guide, loyally obeying her despite being the forest’s overlord. She grew medicinal herbs and opened a shop, and a genius healer willingly became her underling as rare treasures from across the land filled Ying’an Hall. She saved lives, and a renowned physician who had been in hiding for years suddenly appeared, eager to take her as a disciple. …Sheng Xi wanted a peaceful life, so her little husband, who had nothing to repay her with but himself, took her hand and said tenderly, “Don’t worry, darling. I’m here!”