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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 · Général
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1464 Chs

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Éditeur: Atlas Studios

Wei Ting was sent flying out of the bedroom and hit the stone table in the courtyard, splitting it in half. Dust and stone fragments scattered in all directions, dyeing Wei Ting's black head with a layer of dust.

Steward Chang was so nervous that he held his breath.

Ling Yun frowned even more.

Jiang Guanchao looked coldly at Wei Ting, who was pressed under the fragments. He retracted his gaze and looked at Ling Yun behind the corridor pillar. "Do you want me to do it, or do you want to do it yourself?"

"Uncle Jiang…"

Wei Ting's weak voice suddenly sounded from the courtyard. "Didn't we agree on… three palm strikes? You have to… keep your word…"

Wei Ting faced the twilight and sunset, bathing in the warm orange light. His feet were like the battlefield of golden spears and iron horses. He was the guardian general of the border.

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