The Farm Family's Lucky Treasure Has a Space

From then on, she farmed, raised beasts, raked in money, flirted with beautiful youths, and was pampered to the heavens by everyone. Life couldn't be more leisurely. Foreign enemies invaded, the court was unstable, grain was scarce, and medicine was in short supply? No problem, she had it all—whatever amount you wanted. A certain man pulled her into his embrace: "Baby, you're my lucky star. Marry me, alright?" The high-ranking Minister, Big Brother: "Want to marry my little sister? I'll impeach you." The Escort Master, Second Brother: "Want to marry my little sister? I'll hack you to pieces first." The Wealthy Merchant, Third Brother: "Want to marry my little sister? Do you have enough silver?" The General, Fourth Brother: "Want to marry my little sister? Can you take a beating?" The Divine Doctor, Fifth Brother: "Want to marry my little sister? Is your body durable enough?" The Information Broker, Sixth Brother: "Want to marry my sister? Believe it or not, I'll expose your identity to the world." A certain man: "Wifey is kinda hard to marry!"