Better to Marry a Powerful Minister Three Times Than Freeze to Death Alone

Jian Rou knew she wasn't normal. Her mind was full of violent, murderous urges.

The farmhand who had abused her since childhood: dead.

Her husband, who took concubines every day and played the groom: dead.

The greedy scholar who wanted her family fortune and planned to bring his widowed mother and lover along: dead.

Hahahaha, how satisfying!

When the people who harmed her died, she could enjoy a moment of peace.

Only the gloomy, scheming fallen official saw through her plans and seized her weak spot.

Make her work for him? Eliminate his rivals?

If he saw her as a tool, why did he care whether she lived or died?

What did those hesitant, unspoken expressions mean?

Jian Rou couldn't be bothered to guess.

Get lost. Men only slow her down.