My Husband Comes from 1,000 Years in the Future

(A cultivation-and-romance story about the imperial court, and it's fanfiction too. Come on in, everyone!) Xu Qing and Jiang He’s married life was so sweet it was almost cloying, until one morning they woke up to find that the soft bed and air conditioning were gone, replaced by the ruins of a dilapidated temple. Seeing that she had somehow changed back into her rough-hemp Tang clothes, Jiang He went pale. Xu Qing, wearing SpongeBob pajamas, silently nudged a pair of glasses that weren't even there. “First, we need to deal with sanitation and the risk of parasites.” The wife who once learned to order takeout on a phone for his sake now gripped her long saber again and shielded him from danger. “Don't be afraid. If I could protect you once, I can do it again.” Xu Qing, meanwhile, pulled a lighter, some salt, and a small bottle of antibiotics from his pocket. This was the romance of a man from a thousand years in the future.