I Pamper the Crippled War God with Hundreds of Billions in Supplies

Minor injuries are one thing, but major disabilities are another. Su Ying waved her hand dismissively; none of this was a problem. Being chased while having no food or water on the road to exile? Piece of cake. With a spatial storage dimension in hand, she held meat in her left hand and wine in her right. If an assassin came, she’d beat one; if two came, she’d kill them both. She would cure her disabled husband, raise her adorable kids, clear the wasteland to build houses, farm the surrounding land, and establish her own civilization and kingdom to become her own queen. After curing her husband's disability and helping him fight his way back to the capital to clear his name and reclaim everything that belonged to him, Su Ying would slam a divorce decree onto the table—parting ways peacefully so each could find their own happiness. A certain Prince gritted his teeth and blocked her path: "Su Ying, just try divorcing me and see what happens!" Two adorable babies lunged forward to hug Su Ying's legs, "Mother, don't you want your treasures anymore?" Su Ying pressed a hand to her forehead. Fine, then she'll just take them all!