Grandma of Three Realms Express

A generation of generals were wiped out and reborn as a courier grandmother. On the way to deliver goods, she met a wealthy patriarch by chance. True love and routines flew together, and they were both gentle and superficial. The moon is above the beam, the wind is under the foot, in the eyes of the general. Thousands of gold and silver, a beautiful face, and the patriarch is rich. Oh oh oh~ Love comes so fast like a tornado.