savy_riah
Sypnosis: જ⁀➴
After one night's sleep, Song Shiwei awoke to find herself in a strange dynasty.
At that time, only five years had passed since the fall of the Da'an Dynasty, and the world was on the brink of chaos.
At first, she only wanted to find a place to live peacefully, while repaying Meng Fuge for their mutual support along the way.
Who would have thought the imperial court was too weak, and disorder soon descended. With the help of her golden finger, she gradually built up considerable power, sheltering defenseless commoners in the troubled times...
Years later, someone asked the Duke of Song: How did you, once a refugee, rise among the powerful?
Song Shiwei smiled faintly, clasped her hands behind her back, and said, Merely the times giving rise to a hero.
She had two golden fingers: one was the system bound to her upon transmigration, the other was Meng Fuge, who had accompanied her throughout. With these in hand, failure was almost impossible...