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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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1811 Chs

Do You Have a Death Wish?

Éditeur: Atlas Studios

He had never heard of this before, and that idiot Ye Chenglin had never mentioned it. Qian Jiyun had never let anyone know about this.

"The things I have are insignificant. You won't have any use for them."

He was on the verge of tears. Even though Xiang Qiyan might not find his belongings valuable, they were valuable to him. He would not allow anyone to take them away casually.

"Pfft!" Zhan Beiye could not help but laugh.

Qian Jiyun glanced at Xiang Qiyan with a faint smile. Meanwhile, Xiang Qiyan was speechless and kicked Ming Fucheng.

What is this immoral thing saying? Do I look like someone who would snatch someone else's things?

"Ah!"

Ming Fucheng's stomach was in pain from the kick, and he could not help but scream. He gritted his teeth and looked up at Xiang Qiyan.

If Qian Jiyun had kicked him, he would have taken revenge. However, he did not dare do so to Xiang Qiyan, who was from a higher plane.