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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 · 现代言情
分數不夠
1811 Chs

It's Not a Big Problem

編輯: Atlas Studios

He had nothing now. The only thing he possessed was the throne. He did not want to hand it over so quickly.

Even if he had no authority, he did not want to hand over the throne to others, especially his unfilial third son.

Eldest Brother Yan pursed his lips again and did not say anything.

He had crushed the Luoyang-Shao family's influence in the capital overnight. He did not want to give the Shao family a chance to catch their breath.

The four gates of the capital had been sealed. Although the situation was tense, he did not want news from the capital to reach the Luoyang-Shao family.

After a long time, he asked, "Haven't I always been an unfilial son in your eyes, Father? What's there to repeat?"

"You… You…" The old Emperor panted heavily as he listened to his son.

He clenched his fists tightly, wishing he could kill his third son. Yet, in his current situation, he was unable to make any plans or take action.