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Spatial Farm Life: Raising My Kid, Abusing Scum, and Keeping Busy With Life

She was a cute and tomboyish girl attending a prestigious national university in the 21st century. However, little did anyone know that she was actually a secret agent groomed by a certain organization since childhood. She was about to face her graduation exams when she returned from a mission. But during a break, she dozed off on her desk and unexpectedly discovered that she had transmigrated to an ancient era. Not only did she lose her delicate appearance and the modern high-tech advancements, but she also became a discarded woman of low status! Surprisingly, she embraced this new life and said it suited her perfectly. From then on, the so-called demure girl cultivated the land and occasionally dealt with annoying troublemakers. She proclaimed, "Life is boring, but encountering troublemakers is great." The male lead said, "We have our fair share of troublemakers in my household. Coincidentally, my son lacks a mother. Would the young lady be willing to join my family and live together?"

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This Fruit Doesn't Need to Be Washed

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

At noon, Consort Rui hosted Qiao Mai in her palace with Jiamei.

The emperor accompanied them, though he initially hesitated. He attended to observe Qiao Mai up close.

Thinking of the New Year's Eve banquet, the old emperor struggled for conversation as they ate.

"Madam Qiao, the magical way you produced items out of thin air that day, is it a trick or a skill?"

"It's both. Magic is considered a form of skill, isn't it?"

"Oh, can you show us another trick now?"

"It depends on what Your Majesty desires."

"What else can you produce?"

"Fruits."

"What about the set of jewelry you gave to Consort Rui that day?"

"I already had that set of jewelry on me. I intended to give it to my in-law."

The emperor questioned, attempting to unveil the mystery, "Are the fruits in your shop also magically produced?"

"Your Majesty, that's like asking for a recipe. Will I reveal the secrets of my trade?"