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The Prince Regent Is Powerful, And My Mommy Is Expecting Again!

# two-faced # followers After transmigrating, medical expert Gu Qingxue became a widow with three small babies waiting to be fed. Armed with a Miracle Doctor System, she used the needles in her hands to snatch people from the god of hell, raised the craziest children possible, and abused the scum of all scums! But, no one could have expected her to accidentally provoke a famous war god from the frontier region! The man had looks, money, and status. He pulled her back to his place to become his regent consort. Gu Qingxue told him frankly that she was already married and had children, so it was a no! But then… Who can tell her why all her children looked like him?! Her second baby, Xiao Daimao, faced his father and said to everyone, “My mommy is very knowledgeable, so why would we need a father?!” Her third baby, Xiao Mian’ao, would boast whenever he saw people, “My mommy has a beautiful, sweet voice. It’s enough that I have my mommy!” Only her eldest child was mature, remaining calm and unaffected. Then, her fourth child shouted, “Brother! Dad is climbing the walls again!” Her eldest child, who had been unruffled a moment ago, picked up a big stick and rushed out immediately. He would guard his mother till the end!

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Your Highness, What's Wrong?

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The person in front of him was a princess. If she was really angry, she might bring trouble to Uncle Fairy.

Rong Han was helpless. He turned to the thirteenth princess and said seriously, "Let's go."

Before the thirteenth princess left, she did not forget to look at her three little ones with a triumphant look.

Looking at the thirteenth princess's smug expression, Lingbao pouted her lips in a fit of pique. "Big brother, I don't like this princess. Why is she so spoiled and willful?"

"I don't like her either, but it doesn't matter. We probably won't come here again in the future, so we won't meet her again." As Gu Lin spoke, he reached out to help his younger brothers and sisters adjust their clothes. Dumby, Lingbao, are you cold?"

The cold wind was blowing around them. The three little ones stood where they were, and they could clearly feel the cold wind slapping their faces.