The Widow "Misses" Her Villainous Late Husband - Chapter 73

Bibi Dong never dreamed that she would come back from rebirth in the form of someone else’s martial spirit.

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Finished three copies of the high-quality Douluo with an average order of 5,000, “Douluo from the beginning of blowing up the soul ring”, “I am in Douluo, I ate the Blue Silver Emperor”, “Douluo: My Martial Soul” is a simulator”.

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She roused from a pool of blood, vowing to exact retribution on those who had harmed her.

I was forced to live in captivity for the rest of my life because I happened to be aware of the fact that I was a saint. I was truly a ‘real’ saint, but that didn’t matter, because there was already a designated saint in the temple.

When I died from all the abuse I endured, I was sent back to a time before all those previous events in my life had happened. After 15 regressions, I was exhausted. I prayed, “I don’t want anything to do with this, so please just let me die,”

And at that moment when I could finally be able to die, someone said, “How about being my daughter?”

…. That monstrous duke had adopted me.

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!