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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."

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1844 Chs

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Editor: Atlas Studios

"So, what are your plans for returning this time? What will you do with these two children? Are you taking them in?"

If that's true, won't Second Brother become a stepfather? How can the dignified Prince Zhan Yun be the father of someone else's child?

He did not have a good impression of An Jiuyue now. He did not even avoid taboo words when talking about her.

Of course, this was due to his sense of superiority while growing up in the capital. He did not need to care about what women thought.

"Do you want me to find a good family to send these two children to?"

Qian Jiyun's expression darkened as he replied, "Get lost!"

An Jiuyue ignored him and rubbed Rong'er's head, gesturing for him to keep quiet.

She had seen her son open his small mouth, ready to counter Gong Cheng's words.

Regardless, Gong Cheng was Qian Jiyun's brother. She could not possibly let her son silence him, right?