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Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

When she woke up, she had transmigrated into An Jiuyue, a woman living with two young children on a mountain after her husband abandoned her. She was pushed to the ground, and now, there was a bloody wound on her head. With only a handful of rice left in the rice bag, she had relied on digging wild vegetables to satisfy their hunger every day. Her children were so often starved that they were all skin and bones. On top of that, a wicked woman threatened her to sell her son! If she refused, the woman would snatch him away forcefully. But An Jiuyue took a deep breath, revealed her sharp claws, beat the woman up, and threw her out of the house. She could show the woman she was not to be messed with! They were out of rice and vegetables now, but she was not afraid. Acquiring food using her spatial abilities was as easy as curling her fingers! Moreover, her spatial abilities were unlimited, and her medical skills did not deteriorate. She could no doubt earn money and raise her children well! As for her ex-husband… The prince, who had returned from the battlefield, smiled maliciously. "My beloved concubine, please calm down. I brought back a mountain of gold from the battlefield as a gift for you and our children."

Slightly Attractive · Urban
Not enough ratings
1848 Chs

Don’t Even Think About Getting the Imperial Edict!

Editor: Atlas Studios

"Mmph, mmph!"

In the imperial study, Master Shao gripped the old Emperor's chin and shoved the poison into his mouth.

He even grabbed the teacup on the table and poured the tea down the old Emperor's throat to ensure the poison entered his body quickly.

The old Emperor tried to struggle but was no match for the martially-trained Master Shao. Even though he had once stayed at Huayan Peak, many years had passed since. He even had many sons who could fight endlessly for the throne.

He had long forgotten about his experience on Huayan Peak.

He could only watch helplessly as Master Shao forced him to consume the poison. He could not even protest.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. This poison won't kill you for the time being. As long as you listen to me obediently and write the abdication edict, I'll give you the antidote and let you live out your days in the palace."