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The Daliang Dynasty has truly fallen.

With rebel forces approaching the city, the gates about to be breached, and the idle Prince Shen Shaoyuan and his daughter hiding in the treasury, they nervously prepared for martyrdom.

However, the rebels failed to breach the treasury, and even the distant sounds of battle slowly quieted down.

Father and daughter finally gathered the courage to open the treasury door.

A neighbor, carrying a hoe, passed by: “Old Shen, the sun is up, time to go to work!”

Good news: they transmigrated, their lives were spared, and the treasury remained intact.

Bad news: everything in this place was completely different from Daliang. Showing off wealth? That was a surefire way to die.

Shen Shaoyuan firmly declared: “We are poor, our family is very poor!”

As the princess of Daliang, before her transmigration, Shen Mo'er had been proposed to by several suitors, including, but not limited to, the son of the Minister, the youngest son of a general, a newly selected scholar, and even the second prince of a neighboring country.

Shen Mo'er’s only criterion for choosing a husband: he must be good-looking.

Unfortunately, before the portraits could be delivered to the prince’s residence, the rebel forces attacked.

After transmigrating, Shen Mo’er glanced at the treasury behind her, then at her neighbor struggling with manure, and sighed deeply.

Fine, she would adjust her standards: first, he must be good-looking; second, poor.

Soon, Shen Mo’er found her target: the educated youth, Fu Zhizhi. He was handsome, fair, and always dressed in tattered clothes, clearly coming from a poor family.

He was the one!

Fu Mingze had been sent to the countryside during a time of unrest. Before he left, his elders had warned him: “Don’t worry about anything, just pretend to be poor. If you find someone suitable, you can even marry and settle down in the countryside. The conditions don't have to be too strict, just be poor.”

Fu Mingze looked at the girl in front of him: messy hair, tattered clothes, but still radiant, and from a famously poor family in the village.

She was the one!

Later, Shen Mo'er looked at a quadrangle courtyard in the capital: “I want to buy this courtyard, money doesn’t matter.”

When the door opened, her husband, who was supposedly going to visit his poor father, stood under the osmanthus tree in a suit, his face showing slight impatience: “As if anyone is short on money. Not for sale!”

They looked at each other in stunned silence.

Shen Mo'er thought: Poor? A destitute father? Haha, I don't believe your lies!

But at least, they no longer had to pretend.

Genres: Romance, Time Travel, Historical, Slice of Life, For Female