Traveling through another world, he opened his eyes and became the empress's contracted husband.
She fights in the world, I am responsible for lying down and practicing, and I also provide her with logistics.
My wife is fighting on the front line, while I am using modern knowledge to create perfumes, open chain stores, and engage in economic warfare in the rear.
The enemy troops were approaching the city, and her blood-stained shirt was exhausted, thinking that she was at the end of the road.
I sighed and showed up, flicking away millions of troops: "How many times have I told you, fights are done by rough people, we have to convince others with virtue... Forget it, let's go through physical transformation first this time."
The empress turned back and saw the nine tails swaying behind me: "Husband, your tail... Is exposed."
