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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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1820 Chs

Too Unkind

Biên tập viên: Atlas Studios

"Ming Fucheng really ran away?"

Four hours later, in the Zhanling Military Camp, Zhan Beiye was dumbfounded when he heard the news from the Yueming Military Camp.

Ming Fucheng was a real idiot! He disregarded such a large military camp and chased after Qian Jiyun and An Jiuyue. Was he aiming to be condemned for generations?

He had created a massive loophole! It would be the best time to attack them now, right?

"Marshal, Ming Fucheng is really not in his camp. I heard he even took all his shadow guards with him."

The deputy general reported to Zhan Beiye.

He wondered if the Yueming Emperor would die of anger when he discovered this.

He also wondered if the Yueming Emperor had left his brain behind when creating Ming Fucheng. Otherwise, how could he have such a foolish son?

Yet doted on his son so much.

"Ha!"

Zhan Beiye sneered.