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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 34, Mother and Child Heart-to-Heart Talk_1

Yan Zhigao stormed into Old Madam Yan's room, only to find the place eerily silent, save for the old lady and the serving grandma. There wasn't another soul around.

Seeing Yan Zhigao enter, the serving grandma bowed respectfully, then silently slipped out of the room, carefully closing the door behind her.

At this, Yan Zhigao paused, taken aback.

"Where have you come from?" Old Madam Yan's voice rose, emotionless.

Yan Zhigao glanced at the Old Madam and, noting she wasn't looking his way, felt unsure of her intentions, so he said, "Son has just returned from the Governor's Office."

Old Madam Yan cast a fleeting glance at her eldest son, still seething with anger, and asked, "If you've just come back from the Governor's Office, what is the reason for this demeanor? Did something happen there that you couldn't resolve?"