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The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket!

(1v1, pure and sweet) Xiliang's Prince Residence. With a tiger-like energy and at just 5 years old, Little Prince Xiao Moxi saw his mother dash off to the fields again, and his steamed bun-like face scrunched up in frustration. Looking grievously at his father beside him, he complained with an air of worldly wisdom, "Father, how did you fall for my mother, who likes to run off all the time?" Xiao Yeyang gave his precociously mature son a sidelong glance, then pretended to ponder the question. Indeed, why had he fallen for that woman? After a long silence... "Who knows? Maybe I got my head caught in a door!" Sharing a look of mutual commiseration, father and son let out a helpless sigh in unison. What do you do when you're stuck with a woman who's never at home? There's only one thing to do with your own Princess Consort (mother)—spoil her, of course! … Transported to ancient times with a space filled with rice flowers, all she wanted was to quietly live out her life in the fields. Unexpectedly, with a father who was a county magistrate, she was forced to leave the countryside for the city! Life in the city was bustling with activities, and in order to have a say at home, she bought estates, grew flowers and medicinal herbs, and developed high-yield, high-quality grain varieties. Remarkably, she helped her father, who had been a county magistrate for nine years, to rise step by step, bringing the lowborn Yan Family into Beijing's elite circles! This is a story of a noble daughter from a humble family aiding her clan to thrive and prosper, and a sweet love story of mutual success and growing together! Male lead: In front of others, he is the prideful Little Prince, the domineering Prince of Xiliang. In front of the female lead, he is a soft and tender-hearted man. Female lead: Clearheaded in all matters, warm-hearted and self-reliant!

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Chapter 143, Arrogant When Successful_1

Translator: 549690339

In the pavilion, Yan Yishuang took over Yan Wenxiu's poem. The continuity was good, and it won everyone's applause. Yan Yishuang's spirits lifted, and she immediately looked towards Xiao Yeyang, who was sitting in the seat of honor, with a smile.

"Little Prince, it's your turn!"

She never felt that she was inferior to her elder sister in any way, especially when it came to composing poetry. In this respect, she was streets ahead of her elder sister. Today, she was determined to seize the opportunity to showcase her abilities and to make not only her father and others at home but also the Little Prince see that the Yan Family had more than just her elder sister to be proud of.

Xiao Yeyang was somewhat disinterested, and he responded perfunctorily, his gaze frequently drifting outside the pavilion, feeling both angry and helpless in his heart.

That Daohua had actually left him hanging here!

How infuriating!