[Time travel + funny + double penetration + social animal]
After working overtime and dying suddenly, I transformed into the seventh most unfavored princess of Da Chu.
There was a draft in the side yard, the rice vat was bottomed out, and I had not had a full meal in sixteen years.
Fine. Standard equipment for time travellers--invent soap, open a restaurant, and get rich easily.
It turns out that soap already exists. Sugar already exists. Glass, cement, shared carriages—it's all there.
I collapsed: Which time traveler is so wicked that he blocks the entire road? !
I started checking.
All evidence points to the same name. A name that should have died thirty years ago.
And that person - now sitting on the dragon throne every day, calling me "Wanwan".
"Daughter, you have been making soap and sugar lately, are you very busy?"
"... Father. When did you wear it?"
He didn't answer. Just take something out of the drawer and put it on the table.
A lighter.
