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

The two maidservants excused themselves.

In this courtyard, only the few people Su Ying trusted could get close to the two children. Those unfamiliar maidservants could only wait outside the door.

Su Ying picked up the bowl and chopsticks on the table and examined them. She didn't find anything unusual. She had also tasted the dishes on the table one by one, and there was nothing wrong with them.

Just as Su Ying was about to turn around and leave, she noticed a stack of unfinished snacks on the desk. It was the two children's favorite date-paste cake.

Su Ying took a bite of the date-paste cake and immediately spat it out. There was a fine layer of powder sandwiched within the paste cake. If not for the fact that she was extremely sensitive to the smell of medicine, she wouldn't have noticed it.

Su Ying narrowed her almond-shaped eyes and turned to leave the room.

"Uncle Hea made those snacks too?"

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