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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

Should Not Be Considered a Child, But an Adult Giant Baby

編輯: EndlessFantasy Translation

The two of them looked at each other and refused to give in.

In the end, Rong Zhan broke the silence first. "Those who are not involved, please leave."

Gu Qingxue loosened her clenched fists and watched Fu Cheng and the others quickly leave the flower hall with Huang Rongfa. Liu Yi and another secret guard closed the door of the flower hall and stood guard outside.

In just a few breaths, only Gu Qingxue and Rong Zhan were left in the flower hall.

"Come here," Rong Zhan ordered while looking at Gu Qingxue.

Gu Qingxue looked indifferent. She quickened her steps and pulled a chair to sit in front of Rong Zhan. "Young Master, please reach out your hand. I'll take your pulse."

Rong Zhan looked at Gu Qingxue. Seeing her lowered eyes and her neither servile nor overbearing manner, he reached out his hand cooperatively. Gu Qingxue's slightly cold fingertips rested on Rong Zhan's wrist.