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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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Chapter 388 The Emperor's Selection (2)

Xiao Yiran became increasingly alarmed as he listened. Did His Majesty intend to have Jiazhen enter the Imperial Palace?

Seeing that the Prime Minister seemed hesitant, the Emperor, supporting his head with one hand, added, "My cousin Fo Conghui is lively and charming, straightforward in nature, and the two of them get along so well. One honored as the Empress, and the other as the Imperial Noble Consort. With both of them in my harem, I would be spared many troubles. Don't you think so, Prime Minister?"

"Your Majesty, Jiazhen has been spoiled by my wife and me since childhood. I'm afraid that entering the palace might be..." Xiao Yiran chose his words carefully with each sentence, truly not wanting his precious child to enter the devouring Imperial Palace.