Pampered Consort of the Fragrant Orchard

Du Xiaoli, a legendary figure admired by all, couldn't escape the absurd hand of fate!

When she opened her eyes again, even someone as resolute as her was left with a twitching mouth at the sight of her twig-thin little hands and the ramshackle house before her, leaking wind, rain, and even mice from every corner!

Her parents were dead, she could barely afford three meals a day, and her only possessions were a dilapidated house and an adorable older brother.

What kind of awful mess was this?

Buy a mountain, plant fruit trees, open a winery, brew fruit wine, and build an entire industry. From then on, money would pour in, and she'd make a fortune with her brother!

Make close friends, nab a prince, and take on all manner of demons and monsters. Even a farmer's daughter can thrive and laugh as she looks down on the world!

Oh? This young man is quite handsome. Come plant fruit trees for me! And how about we get engaged while we're at it?

The boy, enslaved to plant trees, rolled his eyes and gave her a cool look over his shoulder.

Several years later, she came face to face with a genuinely rich, handsome, high-status man who coldly declared that they were engaged, that a kiss had already sealed their love, and that she had to take responsibility. Could this poker-faced prince really be the handsome young man from back then?!

Du Xiaoli stared at the sky, speechless. I don't want to be a princess consort! Can I return him?!!

The cold-faced prince looked aggrieved. You said that all sales were final. I obediently gave myself to you years ago, and I've followed your teachings ever since, keeping myself pure for you. How can you be so heartless as to abandon me now?

Du Xiaoli's jaw nearly hit the floor. Fine, since you've been so obedient, come home with me!

The prince gave a seductive smile. As my wife commands!