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Springtime Farming: A Happy Wife At Home

# familyfeud #daughterofamistress #koi Qiao Xuan, daughter of a county magistrate, supposedly had a fiance that everyone envied. But then her father’s legal wife schemed against her, and married her into a farmer’s family. On the night of her wedding, after seeing how shabby her room was, Qiao Xuan hung herself. When she opened her eyes again, a different Qiao Xuan had transmigrated onto this body. The new Qiao Xuan stared at her husband and frowned after seeing how shabby the house looked. “Don’t worry. I know that you didn’t want to marry me, so I won’t touch you. I’ll apply for a divorce tomorrow and give you back your freedom.” But wait, Qiao Xuan hadn’t figured out what was going on yet! She couldn’t get a divorce, or else her father’s legal wife wouldn’t forgive her. Also, she was a woman of a different world and possessed special powers. Couldn’t she just build a business from here? So it was decided. Qiao Xuan began assisting her husband and slapped the faces of all who wronged them. They kept leveling up, and went from being a poor farmer’s family to becoming the richest family in the area. Those who bullied her regretted their actions, and her husband had regrets too. “I never said I wanted to divorce you.” Qiao Xuan was perplexed when he was pressing her down on the bed. Why did he suddenly decide against getting a divorce?

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Shao Yunduan was taken aback by the Emperor's praise. He even questioned whether he was looking at his own work.

He knew the true caliber of his composition.

It was an ordinary piece, perhaps commendable in the eyes of average scholars, but among the esteemed gathering of scholars present, including many renowned and accomplished individuals, it should not have stood out.

As the Primus, he understood that not all advanced scholars excelled in poetry. Thus, it was normal for the Primus to produce a more ordinary piece among such esteemed experts. No one would suspect his lack of talent.

Therefore, he had felt little pressure while crafting this particular poem.

Yet, he couldn't comprehend why the Emperor had spoken so highly of it.

Emperor Xuan, in his praise, ordered his attendants to give the poem a closer look. What more could they do?