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

[Space] [Exile and Farming] [The Ex-Wife Chase of Regret] [Romantic Rivals] [A cold-faced yet petty ancient general vs. a transmigrated rich and beautiful young lady]

Xiao Yao dies unexpectedly and transmigrates into the body of a woman hopelessly in love.

Her father loses a vast sum of military pay, her heartless mother-in-law and sister-in-law swallow her dowry, and her husband callously divorces her!

Dealt a terrible hand from the start, Xiao Yao isn't worried. She has a space at her disposal!

Her mother-in-law is cruel? She empties the storerooms she's spent decades filling!

Her sister-in-law is vicious? She takes every bit of her enormous betrothal gifts and dowry!

As for the divorce papers, she won't accept them. With a little clever maneuvering, she makes her scumbag husband obediently hand her a divorce by mutual consent!

With a fortune in tow, Xiao Yao accompanies her maternal family into exile, a thousand miles from home.

She divides the household, cuts ties with her relatives, and kicks the worst of them to the curb. She buys mountains and land and opens a pharmaceutical factory. At first, Xiao Yao has just one goal: clear her father's name and lead her family back to the capital in triumph.

But when she grows richer than the whole realm and wants nothing more than to laze around, an imperial decree summons her to the palace to become a noble consort.

Does the foolish emperor expect to get something for nothing? She only wants to roam wherever she pleases and flirt with handsome men across the land. For the sake of this grand goal, she might as well rebel!

The romance:

Her former husband, the top scholar, once said: Xiao Yao, even if you take off all your clothes, don't expect me to touch you!

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

The sensitive, suspicious, and lovesick prince: Miss Xiao, marry me or die. The choice is yours!

The sweet little puppy turns into a wolf in sheep's clothing, baring his fangs: Sister, I can fight on the battlefield and cook in the kitchen. If you want my kingdom, then the throne and I are both yours!

Then there's the domineering, high-handed man who is ruthless and doesn't waste words. He bursts straight into the Golden Throne Hall, removes his armor, and advances on her step by step. "I heard Your Majesty likes men with eight-pack abs..."