Raided and Exiled: The Heiress Uses Her Spatial Realm to Lead Her Family in a Bloody Fight

[Spatial Storage + Farming in Exile + The Ex-Husband's Regret + Male Rivalry] [A Cold, Petty Ancient General vs. A Transmigrated Heiress]

Xiao Yao dies unexpectedly and transmigrates into the body of a lovesick woman.

Her father loses a huge sum of military pay, her cruel mother-in-law and sister-in-law seize her dowry, and her heartless husband divorces her!

With a terrible hand dealt to her from the start, Xiao Yao isn't afraid. She has spatial storage!

Her mother-in-law is cruel, so Xiao Yao empties the storeroom where she'd spent decades saving her money!

Her sister-in-law is vicious, so Xiao Yao takes back the enormous betrothal gifts and dowry!

As for the divorce papers, she won't accept them. With a little clever maneuvering, she makes her trash of an ex-husband hand her a separation agreement!

With a fortune in hand, Xiao Yao accompanies her family on their thousand-mile exile.

She divides the family estate, cuts ties with her awful relatives, buys mountains and land, and opens a medicine factory. At first, her only goal is to clear her father's name and lead her family back to the capital in glory.

But once she's become the richest woman in the land and wants to laze around, an imperial edict summons her to the palace to become a Noble Consort.

Does the foolish emperor expect to reap without working? She only wants to roam freely under heaven and flirt with all the handsome men she likes. For the sake of this noble goal, she might as well rebel!

The Romance

Her former husband, the top scholar, used to say, "Xiao Yao, even if you take off all your clothes, don't think I'll touch you!"

Now he's all bashful and pleading: "Yao Yao, if you don't want to undress, then I'll do it!"

The sensitive, suspicious, lovesick prince: "Miss Xiao, either marry me or die. You choose!"

The sweet little puppy turns into a black-hearted wolf, baring his fangs: "Sister, I can fight on the battlefield and cook in the kitchen. If you want my realm, then my realm and the throne are yours!"

The domineering, ruthless man of few words barges straight into the Golden Throne Hall, removes his armor, and advances toward her step by step. "I heard Your Majesty likes men with eight-pack abs..."