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Unlimited estates for rural beauty

Feng Xuxu, a 21st-century professor of agriculture and biology, was in secret the mastermind behind a five-star hotel. Running back and forth between the university and the hotel, it's no wonder she worked herself sick. One moment she closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she found herself in the body of a poor village girl who had just lost her mother and then her father. Fortunately, time-travel came with a perk, the almighty space ability. After toying with some seeds, she grew thousands of acres of high-yield grains and spent her leisure time cultivating flowers. Before she knew it, she had created a landscape of thousands of acres of flowers. Munching on fruit, she ended up with thousands of acres of orchards. When she craved some greens in the wintertime, she turned around to discover greenhouses covering thousands of acres. Feng Xuxu counted on her fingers: Spring Garden, Summer Garden, Autumn Garden, Winter Garden—not one more, not one less, four in total. She nodded in satisfaction and said, “This is all one needs in life.” Meanwhile, a certain devilishly charming man approached her with a sly smile, “Little Xuxu, how do you plan to deal with me?” Feng Xuxu was in disarray amidst the wind, realizing she had forgotten about one demon yet to be tamed. In this story, both male and female leads are strong, with the male lead being physically and mentally pure and devoted.

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500 Chs

Chapter 346 Triumphal Return to Court to Watch the Tigers Fight from Afar (1)

The Emperor opened the memorial and, within a short moment, joy appeared on his handsome face. With a swish, he closed the memorial and, with smiling eyes, looked upon the Ministers below. Lifting the memorial, he said, "Today is indeed a double celebration. Marshal Hou led a smaller force to greatly drive back several small border countries, chasing them out over a hundred miles away. Truly delightful news for everyone."

"The Emperor is wise."

Feng Xuxu glanced at the Ministers, and in less than the time it takes an incense stick to burn, found herself kneeling again. Lifting her eyelids slightly, she caught sight of the Emperor, his face beaming with pleasure, thoroughly enjoying the worship of others. Feng Xuxu sneered inwardly. No wonder they all liked to sit in that position—the thrill of being venerated and looking down upon all life from above.

"Spread the word, so everyone can share in the joy." With that, he handed the memorial to Shiyuan.

"Yes, Your Majesty."