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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
1464 Chs

The City Lord Snatching His Son (1)

編輯: Atlas Studios

It was not impossible for Xiahou Qing to take off a person's mask.

Ling Yun's face was exposed to Xiahou Qing.

This was a face that was extremely similar to Yun Xi's. At the same time, it inherited the nose and eyebrows of another person.

An endless sense of familiarity assaulted him. Xiahou Qing's heart tightened as if it was being held tightly by an invisible hand.

He stared at Ling Yun without blinking. His mouth opened and closed, but no sound came out of his throat.

Ling Yun snatched the mask from his hand and turned to put it back on his face before walking out.

Xiahou Qing came back to his senses and grabbed Ling Yun's wrist without a word.

Ling Yun shouted in a low voice, "Let go!"

Xiahou Qing did not let go.

"Who is causing trouble in my Hundred Flowers Palace?"

Accompanied by a domineering and cold voice, the Palace Lord flew over. Her purple dress unfolded in midair like a blooming purple lotus.