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General, Your Wife Is Requesting Your Return Home For Farming

# FAMILY LIFE Su Xiaoxiao was taking a nap but opened her eyes to find that she had transmigrated and was now in the body of a plump girl. From a dignified military doctor, she was now a glutton and a slacker. What’s more, she often terrorized people in the village, together with her father and brother. That was why nobody for miles around was willing to marry her. Although her family managed to arrange a marriage to an illustrious family, the groom ran away on the day of the wedding. When her father said he would nab her a husband, she was not expecting him to do so literally by capturing Wei Ting with a sack after he was exhausted from fighting bandits. Su Cheng smiled mysteriously at his daughter. "Dad has good news and bad news. Which do you want to hear first?" "Either." "I captured a husband for you. He's a hundred times better looking than He Tongsheng! You'll definitely like him!" "Then, what's the good news?" she asked in a daze. Su Cheng decided to go with the flow and changed his words. "The good news is that you don't have to give birth any more! My son-in-law has already given us children!" After getting married, Su Xiaoxiao led a busy life of changing her gangster father and younger brother for the better, saving the life of her gorgeous husband, and raising her three rascals… Plus, she unexpectedly became one of the most powerful ladies of the Yan Dynasty!

Pian Fangfang · Allgemein
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Poisoned

Translator: Atlas Studios Redakteur: Atlas Studios

Yu Feng's expression changed drastically. "Master, does the movement of the Emperor Star mean that there's a calamity on the Emperor Star, or that there's a change in the Emperor Star?"

He was extremely curious.

Sikong Yun said calmly, "The heavenly secrets can't be revealed."

Yu Feng muttered, "Haven't you leaked enough? Who told the old Duke that his star had fallen?"

Sikong Yun held his forehead with a headache. "So your master's retribution is here."

"Dong, dong, dong, dong!"

In the southeast corner of the observatory, Xiaohu was holding a small gong. He shouted and hit it desperately. Dahu and Erhu worked with his rhythm and shook it desperately.

The stargazing platform became the event location of a large tomb. Sikong Yun's head was buzzing.

He liked silence. The Imperial Astronomy Center had never been so noisy.