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Rebirth: My Healer Wife Owns Superpowers

Introduction: (Confiscation + Exile + Medical Skills + Space + Farming + Strategy + Wife Chasing + 1v1 + Return to the Pinnacle) After her death, the versatile doctor Qi Yue transmigrated and became the fat wife used for luck in marriage by the disabled Marquis of Beiyuan Kingdom. Just as she entered the grand gates of the Marquis Residence, the cruel Emperor came to confiscate everything. With exile imminent, Qi Yue activated her space ability, emptied the Marquis’s storeroom, and incidentally plundered the Emperor’s private store. To think that she, a General’s daughter, was poisoned by her relatives, ended up with a body full of fat, and had to endure the hardships of exile? Qi Yue: “Since they dared to send me to hell, don't blame me for dragging them down with me.” The Place of Exile is poor, broken, and filled with indigenous murderers? Qi Yue: “Bring two to kill a pair, let's see who dies more!” One day, the disabled Marquis suddenly stood up, his radiant appearance causing countless young girls to scream? Qi Yue: “Since we haven't performed the marriage rites, love whoever you want.” Facing disdain, the Marquis narrowed his phoenix eyes, “Prepare for a grand wedding!”

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Chapter 45: Do You Really Want to Divorce Zhao Xiyan?

Zhao Shuanghua had sent over two rabbits to Guan Yidao, and there were plans for the remaining four rabbits.

They ate two and dried two for staving off hunger on the road.

Seeing the brothers Zhang Qifeng dressed in thin clothes, Qi Yue directly threw all four pelts in front of Zhang Zhao.

"Do you know how to tan fur?"

Zhang Zhao nodded hurriedly.

"Yes, I'm quite skilled at it. Miss Qi, if you want clothes made, leave it to me."

"Make clothes for your son. If not you, then whom?" Qi Yue looked at Cong Zhonglan, "I also can't make clothes. Do you think these four pelts are enough to make an outfit for each of them?"

Cong Zhonglan's face filled with gratitude, and her tears almost started flowing again.

"Yes, it's enough."

"Then that's settled. It's getting cold; don't let them catch a chill."

"Yes, thank you, Miss Qi."

Upon knowing that Qi Yue was making clothes for the two boys, Zhang Zhao bent his knees, about to kneel and kowtow again.