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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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"Let's go, let's go. There's nothing to see."

With that, he left. The other lords watched him leave and left with him.

"Second Brother, why are you wasting your breath on those people?"

After everyone left, Fu Ming pursed his lips in disdain and looked at Qian Jiyun.

"Some things must be made clear," Qian Jiyun replied, chuckling.

What would they have said if he hadn't approached them? That they had rushed over to offer support, but the Auspicious Cloud Sea-Devouring Python had already fled when they arrived?

That was something Shang Ningyi would say and do.

"How are you? How are your injuries?" he asked.

"Hah, it's just a small injury!"

Fu Ming glanced at the wound on his chest indifferently and shook his head with a smile.

Before he brought 200 people to Huayan Peak, he had been prepared. Injuries were common here.