The Moment I Woke Up, All of the Capital Hoped I'd Be Divorced

Reborn as a divorced princess consort, she bears the title of discarded wife and raises an X-year-old, super-cute little bun. In a prosperous age, she builds a super-farm with vast fields, countless fishponds, a thousand servants, and a hundred thousand laborers. When floods ravage the land and countless people go hungry, the prince arrives with an imperial decree, asking for grain. The little bun says, “Oh, sorry! Even a landlord’s family doesn’t have that much grain to spare.” The neighboring country’s fields produce little grain, so its crown prince disguises himself as a refugee and sneaks into the farm to learn its secrets. Unexpectedly, he falls for her. The little bun plants his hands on his hips and says, “You jerk! You eat my mother’s food and drink her water, and now you want to steal her away!” Handsome men line up, but which one is the little darling’s father? She woke up and became a mother! She transmigrated here and gave birth out of wedlock, earning the title of discarded wife. They even schemed to marry her off to a sickly prince. Her father, the Duke Who Protects the Nation, said, “Chu Yiqing, how could you do something so disgraceful? Go die!” She gave a cold laugh. “You want me dead? Then I’ll live with a smile, and thrive while I’m at it!” On their wedding day, the sickly prince lifted the sedan curtain and saw a plucked old hen. He was so furious that he fell ill on the spot and stayed bedridden for months. Three years later, the mother and child, driven from their home and left with no one, had become local magnates. In this prosperous age, they built a super-farm. Clad in white, she ruled the fields with a smile: the mother managed the estate, the baby ran the business, and together they cultivated vast fields and countless fishponds, with a thousand servants and a hundred thousand laborers. When floods ravage the land and countless people go hungry, the prince arrives with an imperial decree, asking for grain. The little bun says, “Oh, sorry! Even a landlord’s family doesn’t have that much grain to spare.” Shangguan Yuntian, the foremost of the capital’s five great young nobles, is peerlessly handsome, with a smile that could captivate a city. Yet his smile conceals a blade. “There’s no need to make you the Shangguan family’s principal wife. In consideration of the Duke Who Protects the Nation’s three generations of loyal service, you can be my concubine!” The little darling slips in through a side door and whispers in his mother’s ear, “There are only tens of thousands of taels of silver in that treasury, not even worth as much as one plot of our blue roses. This deal is a loss!” She points a slender finger, lifts her lovely face, and parts her red lips. “I’m afraid your Shangguan family isn’t fortunate enough for that!” The sickly prince comes calling, supported by five people. Gasping for breath, he says, “You are still my wife, after all. The position of Princess Consort...” “Your principal consort is a hen!” she says with a light laugh, casting him a flirtatious glance. The sickly prince falls ill again for months. The little darling sighs. “He really doesn’t know his own limits!” The rakish crown prince boasts arrogantly, “I’m the only man in this world worthy of Yiqing!” The little darling nods. “You’re not bad. But are you my father?” Handsome men line up, but which one is the little darling’s father?