Refugee Girl: Treasured by Mighty Lords
【Apocalypse Powerhouse Transmigrates to Ancient Times|Spirit-Farmland Space|Fleeing Famine amid Disasters|Survival in Wartime|Multiple Male Leads and a Romantic Battlefield|Feel-Good Retirement Story】
The apocalypse powerhouse Lyra Ashwood was a battle-hardened veteran, but in the end, she was betrayed by her teammates and death amid a horde of zombies.
Upon being reborn, she found herself in the body of a despised, lowly concubine in an ancient marquis's household.
She was subjected to the ultimate humiliation right from the start!
A disgraceful divorce edict was slammed into her face, while the aloof marquis stood silhouetted against the light and spoke each word with icy disdain:
“The Ashwood woman committed adultery with another man and should be beaten to death. I shall spare your life, but you are to be expelled from the marquis's residence and demoted to slave status.”
Before she could even steady herself, a snobbish old matron publicly cursed and beat her, kicking her out of the marquis's residence in disgrace and subjecting her to every undeserved humiliation.
Lyra Ashwood was left speechless, unable to utter a word; the original owner had been weak and servile, trapped in a miserable situation.
Fortunately, her trump card—the portable spirit-farmland space—had crossed over with her. It was stocked with every kind of grain and supply in abundance, enough to sustain her and keep her secure.
She returned to her family of origin, facing the desperate reality of a household with nothing but bare walls:
Three dilapidated thatched rooms were crammed with more than a dozen people. Her family wore rags and went hungry, eking out a bleak and impoverished existence.
She had intended to quietly support her family, shed the violence of her apocalyptic past, and enjoy a leisurely, peaceful retirement in ancient times.
But Heaven had other plans, and disaster struck without warning!
Drought, floods, and plague ravaged the land one after another, ushering in an age of chaos.
The people were driven from their homes, forced to flee in search of food and struggle for survival, while the human world descended into hell.
Fortunately, she had prepared long in advance. Her space was packed with vast quantities of grain, firearms, and spirit-spring supplies, giving her ample confidence.
On the road fleeing famine, while everyone else gnawed tree bark, ate grass roots, and struggled to survive, she alone enjoyed fine food and lived in comfort;
When the plague raged and claimed lives, she relied on the spirit spring in her space to dispel poison, protect herself, and keep her entire family safe;
When war erupted everywhere and the barbarians burned, killed, and pillaged, she wielded firearms to sweep away the villains and protect the peace of the region.
What should have been a solitary path to a carefree retirement instead unexpectedly attracted a host of top-tier power players.
Her aloof and heartless ex-husband, the marquis; the bewitchingly handsome regent who held power over the entire court; and the possessive, unhinged, puppy-like young man all stopped in their tracks for her and became crazily entangled with her.
Surrounded on all sides by them, Lyra Ashwood rubbed her forehead helplessly. “Don’t cling to me. I really only want to live out my days peacefully in this chaotic world. I’m not looking for love!”
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