Doting on Your Husband to Excess

Accidentally traveling through time, her soul traveled to this strange dynasty. Nothing! It's not like I can't go back, just treat it as an ancient travel. But, but, why did her soft-heartedness, heartache and guilt make her have a follower behind her ever since, and what's even more terrible is that she can't bear to let go... … He actually pointed to a wound on the instep and said, "This is also Huhu." She rolled her eyes: "Okay, let's blow it too." … "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, Madam, I lost the beautiful concubine's blue sea emerald bead." "Mu Shi'er, just eat well and have a good sleep. I'll leave the glass bead to your wife." As a result, the next day, her husband-in-law grinned stupidly, holding a bunch of glass beads, and under the incredulous eyes of everyone, he picked from among them and finally pinched the smallest one and said in embarrassment: "What should I do? I really can't find any as small as the blue sea jade beads of the Liang Concubine. Give this to the Liang Concubine. The lady said that you must respect your elders and don't need change." As a result, the good concubine who mocked and insulted her husband-in-law yesterday fainted on the spot. … "Uuuuuuuuuuah, madam, they took my model and called me a fool." "It's so abominable. These robbers have no sense of justice. They robbed things and then cursed others." The key is that that person is her most beloved husband-in-law. "Comrades, copy the guy and find a place to do it." He took his servants, each holding a ship model in his hand, and walked up to the group of people with shining eyes, eyes above their heads, who were the most respected and courteous by the country: "Want it?" Seeing the hands of the group of arrogant and arrogant guys trembling with excitement, she nodded with satisfaction. When others bowed down and stretched out their hands, intending to accept it in the most sacred and humble manner, she turned her hand and gave it to her husband: "Take it and throw it for fun." … When everyone thought he was about to cry again, his eyes turned red and his mouth pursed. Shi Shiran took out a handkerchief from his arms and wiped away the non-existent tears in a charming way: "My wife said that when a beauty cries, this is the most beautiful. Where is my wife? I want to cry to her." He ran to find his wife. Everyone was in a state of nervous breakdown. … She blamed him for ninety-five years, beat the prince at the bottom, stood alone in the court, confronted the ministers with one hand and one finger, traveled thousands of miles to find her husband, hid in the military camp, devised strategies, and bombed the enemy. Who dares to bully my husband? What? Prince? Concubine? Important minister? There's no way!