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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 · 综合
分數不夠
1469 Chs

Father and Son (2)

編輯: Atlas Studios

Secondly, was Second Granduncle Xiahou Yi the mastermind behind the plot on the Wei family? If so, why did he do this?

Xiahou Qing got someone to call Wei Xu and Palace Lord over.

Today was the one-month-old celebration of the children of both families. They should be toasted together.

As they toasted, Xiahou Qing's gaze subconsciously landed on Ling Yun's masked side profile.

He remembered that the other party was a disciple of the Hundred Flowers Palace he had seen in the small garden.

However, his clothes were clearly not those of an ordinary disciple.

"Duanmu Qi, who is that person?"

Xiahou Qing asked Wei Xu.

Wei Xu said without changing his expression, "He's Yun Lin, my eldest son."

"Ah…"

Xiahou Qing looked at the other party's thin figure and frowned for some reason when he heard him refer to Ling Yun as his eldest son.

Wei Xu calmly blocked Xiahou Qing's gaze. "City Lord, I toast you."