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

Su Ying pulled off the hairpin on her head and dashed over, hitting squarely the hand that was holding the sword.

The other party's palm was pierced right through by the hairpin. He turned his head and his eyes widened when he saw Su Ying. He turned around and tried to escape through the window, but with a flash, Su Ying's body darted forward and she quickly grabbed his leg and yanked his whole body back!

The man gave a muffled grunt as he crashed heavily to the ground. He tried to get up, but Su Ying stomped on his back and turned to look at Zhou Qing. "You guys are in cahoots?"

Zhou Qing looked at the man on the ground, then at Su Ying, and didn't reply for a while.

Su Ying pulled the man up by his lapels and dragged him into another room.

Countless thoughts flashed through the man's mind as he looked at Su Ying. It was as if he was weighing something.

"Who are you?" Su Ying asked bluntly.

Internal Strife