Ruling the World with a Pocket Dimension

She opens her eyes after transmigrating straight into a year of famine, and the very next day she has to leave home and flee the disaster. Wen Xin figures she must have done something utterly unforgivable in her past life, or she wouldn’t be having such a miserable time in this one. Thankfully, she has the transmigration perk of a portable pocket dimension to keep her company. Otherwise, she’d really be tempted to bash her head in and transmigrate all over again. A down-and-out young man on the refugee trail tells her his father is a prince. “That’s hilarious. I might as well say my father is the emperor.” What… he really is a prince? Wen Xin wants nothing more than a peaceful life as a farmer, and she’d rather die than marry into the prince’s household. “I won’t agree to marry you off, but I could marry you myself,” someone says with a sly grin. This is a lighthearted ancient farming story. With a pocket dimension in hand, the whole world is yours.