(Essence version) A certain woman: God, life is so boring, I want to travel through time! ! ! God: That's right. Girl: So you shouldn't travel through time to a certain rich lady with a warm and beautiful thousand-year-old male partner and a domineering and sinister prince. God, did you get the wrong script? The baby is feeling miserable! ! ! A certain man: Have you received the mission? Let's start traveling. A certain woman: The baby needs to be rewarded, hum, otherwise the baby will strike. A certain man: Give him candy after you finish dressing. A certain woman: (exploding) What a horse? Sugar? Humph, the baby quits... Uh-huh... A certain man:... What did you just say, eh? A certain woman: ////Hurry up and travel through a certain woman: Now I can finally retreat from the world and enjoy life. A certain man: Urgent mission, level S, time travel will begin in ten minutes. A certain woman:. . . . The butterfly that travels through the divine horse! ! ! (For the full version, please see Chapter 1 of this article)