webnovel

Looking After a Battle God With Hundreds of Billions in Supplies

After transmigrating, Su Ying, Major General of the End Times War Troops, became a b*tch who conspired with a jerk to murder her husband. As soon as she transmigrated, she found herself stuck with two children and a handicapped husband who could end her life at any moment. Su Ying waved her hand dismissively. This was a piece of cake compared to the injuries she had dealt with on the battlefield. She had even suffered from not having food or water whilst being hunted down. This was a walk in a park. Su Ying had her own space for resources. She had meat in one hand and alcohol in the other. She'd kill every assassin who came her way. Not only was she able to heal her handicapped husband, but she also managed to raise her children well. She built a house and farmland around it. She eventually established her own civilization and empire. She was the queen of her own nation. Once her husband fully recovered, she helped him by clearing his name and getting back everything that belonged to him in Shangjing. She then tossed divorce papers on the table so that they could part ways and enjoy their own lives away from each other. He clenched his jaw. "Try getting a divorce if you dare!" Her two children wrapped their arms around her legs. "Mommy, don't you want your babies anymore?" Su Ying placed one hand on her forehead. Fine, I'll take them all!

Ting Chan · Geschichte
Zu wenig Bewertungen
673 Chs

Eat and Sleep Well

Redakteur: Dragon Boat Translation

  Xie Rui's trusted aide read the contents of the letter in bewilderment.

 "I can understand if His Highness wants food. If he asks for pigs, cows, and sheep, I can treat it as if His Highness wanted to eat something good. However, this request for cloth, weaving looms, and grain seeds… Gosh! Why does it look like something is amiss?"

 Those who could become the Imperial Family's trusted aides were not fools. They could discern something amiss with just a moment's thinking.

 "Could it be that His Highness has encountered some trouble over there?"

 What kind of trouble would require grain seeds to solve?