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The Prince Regent Is Powerful, And My Mommy Is Expecting Again!

# two-faced # followers After transmigrating, medical expert Gu Qingxue became a widow with three small babies waiting to be fed. Armed with a Miracle Doctor System, she used the needles in her hands to snatch people from the god of hell, raised the craziest children possible, and abused the scum of all scums! But, no one could have expected her to accidentally provoke a famous war god from the frontier region! The man had looks, money, and status. He pulled her back to his place to become his regent consort. Gu Qingxue told him frankly that she was already married and had children, so it was a no! But then… Who can tell her why all her children looked like him?! Her second baby, Xiao Daimao, faced his father and said to everyone, “My mommy is very knowledgeable, so why would we need a father?!” Her third baby, Xiao Mian’ao, would boast whenever he saw people, “My mommy has a beautiful, sweet voice. It’s enough that I have my mommy!” Only her eldest child was mature, remaining calm and unaffected. Then, her fourth child shouted, “Brother! Dad is climbing the walls again!” Her eldest child, who had been unruffled a moment ago, picked up a big stick and rushed out immediately. He would guard his mother till the end!

Endless Stars · 综合
分數不夠
1043 Chs

Bullying the Weak and Fearing the Strong

編輯: EndlessFantasy Translation

Blood spurted out of the wound, and beads of sweat seeped out of the coachman's forehead. He gritted his teeth and let out a muffled groan. Then, he pulled out the sleeve arrow.

The coachman glared at Master Wen Jiang with an overbearing and furious expression as he felt the excruciating pain. At this moment, he rushed forward at the fastest speed possible. The long sword in his hand was about to land on Master Wen Jiang's body.

Master Wen Jiang sneered as he watched the scene. He then stepped back and immediately put some distance between him and the coachman.

Without giving the coachman any time to react, the sneer on Master Wen Jiang's lips grew even more pronounced. He raised his hand and a large amount of medicinal powder fell on the coachman's face.

The coachman's expression quickly twisted. Then, as if he had been provoked, his body trembled and he suddenly sneezed a few times. "What is this smell? What kind of despicable means did you use?"