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

From afar, Su Ying could see the villagers waiting at the entrance of the village.

"Greetings, Your Imperial Highness."

"Everyone, there's no need for formalities. Please rise."

"Your Imperial Highness, you have really put in so much hard work during this period. Your lowly peasants have prepared some wine and dishes to welcome Your Imperial Highness. We hope you will accept them."

The village chief invited Su Ying to his own home where they had a table set up in the hall.

The table was filled with chicken, duck, fish, and meat dishes. They must have put in a lot of effort.

"Your Imperial Highness, this way please. Please have a seat. Our countryside doesn't have anything good, so we hope you won't despise this."

Su Ying sat down on a stool and looked at the dishes on the table. She smiled and said, "Thank you for your trouble."

The Commoners' Fortune