Ting Chan

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! 

Looking After a Battle God With Hundreds of Billions in Supplies

Tiger Might and the rest followed the black-robed men to the residential area.

Xiao Jin brought Su Ying and her group to the palace.

"How did you deal with those people?" As Su Ying walked, she discovered that the black-robed men were all neatly lined up in the city.

"Let them be the city guards for now."

Su Ying nodded. These people were all skilled in martial arts, so it was best to make them guards.

"Welcome back to the palace, Empress."

As soon as Su Ying entered the palace, everyone knelt down in front of her.

Su Ying's eyebrows twitched. She was very uncomfortable with the word "Empress." "Don't call me 'Empress.' I don't like it."

Xiao Jin did not expect her to reject that moniker. "You're not willing to be Empress?"

"I can accept being addressed as 'City Lord'."

Xiao Jin turned to look at the people kneeling on the ground. "Did all of you hear that?"

Suppressed Rage