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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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Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

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An Jiuyue sighed softly, chuckled, and shook her head.

"Young Master Gong, are you going to say that you're not even a thing again? Hm?"

She raised her eyebrows and asked Gong Cheng meaningfully. The child had just rebuked him. How could he forget that so quickly?

"Uh!" Gong Cheng was stunned again.

He remembered what had happened a moment ago and glanced guiltily at the child in Qian Jiyun's arms.

These two children were not afraid of strangers. Instead, they dared to rebuke him. It was clear how cheeky they were. If they remained at the Prince Zhan Yun Residence, they would cause a scene.

He felt that Qian Jiyun should send the two children away.

"Uncle Qian, isn't the Prince Zhan Yun Residence your house?"

Before he could say anything else, Qian Yirong, who was in An Jiuyue's arms, could not stand it anymore and asked Qian Jiyun.

Stuffed Into a Sack and Beaten