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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!”

Hua Jianjiu · Sejarah
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271 Chs

Chapter 17: Do You Know Who I Am?

"Miss Qi!"

Guan Yidao let out another furious shout and rushed over to grab Qi Yue's wrist.

Qi Yue bit down on her teeth and smiled.

"Why? Give me a reason, Commander. Or are you saying you were involved in those things he did?"

At that remark, Guan Yidao suddenly froze.

"What did you say? Qi Yue, do you have any idea who I am?"

"I know, my father's Lieutenant General. He's dead, and you're alive. I heard you were bosom friends?"

Qi Yue's voice contained playfulness, doubt, and a hint of mockery.

Guan Yidao's complexion turned deathly pale, as if he had been wounded by the words "bosom friends."

But he quickly regained his composure, his expression becoming a mixture of sincerity and pleading.

"Qi Yue, trust me, let him live a few more days."

She curled her lips and glanced at the over three hundred people in Ma Pengli.

Everyone was looking at her with fanatical admiration, their lips slightly stirring as their low cries merged into a single phrase.