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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 · Lịch sử
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673 Chs

I'm Angry

Dịch giả: Dragon Boat Translation Biên tập viên: Dragon Boat Translation

 "It's winter. Aren't you cold dressed like this?"

 Su Ying's words caused the hall to fall into a deathly silence.

 The beauty's face instantly turned as pale as paper.

 Of course, Su Ying could sense the change in the atmosphere. She merely raised her eyebrows slightly, as if waiting for the beauty's reply.

 The beauty was already trembling in fear, and even her own father didn't dare to step out at a time like this and put himself in the Empress's line of fire. Just as everyone thought that Su Ying was preparing to use this innocent beauty as a warning, a figure stepped out.

 "Your Imperial Highness, please calm down. This young lady is dressed like this only to liven up the mood by dancing for Your Majesty and Your Imperial Highness. Why is Your Imperial Highness making things difficult for her?" Chu Min stepped forward. His face was smiling, but there was no smile in his eyes.