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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."

Slightly Attractive · Urbano
Classificações insuficientes
1811 Chs

You Don't Want Your Hand?

Editor: Atlas Studios

She looked at Gong Cheng and asked.

Gong Cheng was shocked. Why did she have to remind him if she knew he was nauseous?

He had the urge to rush back to the tent and not come out for half a month when he remembered the Color-Painting Bird's saliva all over his face.

"You… You— Hiss!"

He pointed at An Jiuyue with trembling hands and was about to retort when a large palm slapped his hand away.

He lifted his hand and saw that the back of it was red. He looked up at Qian Jiyun, who had hit him, in dissatisfaction. He was about to flare up and question him when he met a pair of cold eyes that frightened him.

"You don't want your hand anymore?" Qian Jiyun asked coldly.

He was the younger brother on whom he had always doted. However, he suddenly did not want to dote on him anymore.