Once I traveled through time, I only knew that I was a musician and owed a huge sum of money. I pointed at the strange tattoos on my body, and he said that I had a unique aesthetic; I held the soft sword on my waist, and he said it was a new fashion girdle; the dagger in my sleeve accidentally dropped, and he praised me for being virtuous and carrying kitchen utensils with me; I read him documents from the enemy country, and he praised me for being knowledgeable and talented...
If you have a husband like this, what else can a woman ask for?
