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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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His words did not bother Zhan Beiye. The soldiers he had brought with him earlier were mostly commoners from the border cities. Now that he had conquered the 10 cities, most of the soldiers' families were with him.

As for the few soldiers whose families were not here, they could come if they wanted. He was rebuilding the cities and needed people.

"Instead of worrying about me here, you should worry about your grandson. After all, Ming Fucheng fought me for months, but Zhan Beixiao had an overwhelming defeat. I wonder how he plans to explain to the Emperor when he returns?"

"You—" Marquess Ning was furious.

He had often considered how great it would be if Zhan Beixiao was not his grandson.

However, it was nothing more than a thought. It did not mean anything. Zhan Beixiao was still his grandson. He had to help him, even if he was really stupid.

He gritted his teeth and spat, "Thank you for your consideration, Prince Zhan."

Thank You, Prince Zhan