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Lin Fu's biggest regret was being born into a military police family, yet due to physical limitations, she could only sing and dance in the cultural troupe, serving as a qualified vase.
Accidentally traversing to the interstellar era three thousand years later, she was thrilled to discover she possessed a rare S-level psychic power, inherently cut out to be a fleet commander.
She would attend the military academy, join the Marine College, command a cosmic fleet, and become a gallant female general.
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However, her new identity was just the daughter of a remote star system's farm owner. To achieve her dream, she aimed to marry into the family of the empire's youngest space fleet commander.
Commander His Excellency was cold and abstinent, with an imposing presence, yet devastatingly handsome enough to break hearts. Lin Fu fell for him at first sight.
She wanted to have him, and even more, she wanted to stash him away secretly.
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Later on, the whole interstellar space finally learned that the always ridiculed incompetent bumpkin was actually the commander of the Empire's Third Fleet.
She was also the former most noble and adorable Princess Freya of the royal family, as well as the fearsome star thief that made people tremble.
The entire interstellar was boiling with excitement.
The handsome and noble commander His Excellency was not happy: What happened to the promise of stashing me away privately?

The Commander's Useless Wife Is Actually a Hidden Boss!

Horace's eyes sparkled with light, aware of the sense of unreality that pervaded him.


He simply couldn't equate the Lin Fu on the screen with the Lin Fu he had seen at the Commander's home—they seemed like two different people.


Bernard also appeared to be still trapped in a dream. He, alongside Horace and Monger, were the only three in the Eighth Fleet who knew Lin Fu's true identity, and they were aware that no one else in the fleet acknowledged her.


Just like the opinions on the Star Network, she was deemed unworthy of being with the Commander.


Horace had thought the same in the past, but now he just wanted to slap himself for it.


The butler, on the other hand, was cunning and strategic, with a keen eye for people.


Lin Fu flexed her intact hands and noticed that even though her bodily injuries had healed, her strength hadn't returned.


This indicated that the loss of spiritual power was real, not simulated.


Chapter 090 Imperial Blade