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Farm Girl's Manor

[Farming]+[Space]+[Heartwarming]+[Prosperity]+[Defeating Scum] Mo Yan, reduced to ashes by an explosion, was reborn in ancient times, becoming a little farm girl on the run from famine! Above her, a kind and handsome Scholar father - not bad! Below her, a lively and adorable pair of younger siblings - very good! But really, she felt like dying all over again, you know? On the run, going without food, drink, or shelter was one thing, but to always guard against bad guys who might capture her to fill their bellies was another! Luckily, her upgradable Space from the previous life followed her, but what the heck - that amazing Space with mountains, water, and meat to eat had been formatted! Faced with a desperate situation, Mo Yan reignited her fighting spirit: So what if it's formatted, I'll still make a fortune and build my wealth right at the foot of the Imperial City! Carving out mountains, planting orchards, buying shops, building houses... not one less! But... there are so many green-eyed troublemakers! Your farm is yours? Here, I'll trap you to death without discussion! Want to be my stepmom? Fine, I'll send you a bunch of widowers! Mother looking for you? Here, take the divorce papers, keep them, don't thank me! ... What? A handsome man is proposing? Uh, this... should I throw myself at him? PS: 1. Insist on farming without wavering + atypical domestic skirmish + no palace intrigue 2. The writing style is fairly serious, and values are normal (not excluding the occasional whimsy of the author) Links to completed works: [Abandoned Farm Girl: A Beautiful Countryside] Link: http://read.xxsy.net/info/527965.html [The General's Legitimate Daughter Not to be Messed With] Link: http://read.xxsy.net/info/473776.html

Dusk is cold · Sejarah
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1414 Chs

Chapter 560 Autumn Hunting (1)_1

The weather after autumn was no longer as scorching as in the summer, and the midday sun was the only time when things still got fiery. The traveling party found a temporary resting place in a small grove, conveniently located near a stream, which allowed those noble ladies who loved cleanliness to get off their wagons to wash their faces, and perhaps, take a walk along the river to relieve the fatigue of the long journey.

The yellow carriage of the Crown Prince stopped under a big tree, and a breeze lifted the gauze curtains on the carriage window, revealing a faint glimpse of a gaunt figure resting with closed eyes against the carriage wall.

Despite the spacious and comfortably furnished carriage, the journey had been anything but smooth due to the rough roads, which, though bearable for ordinary people, were extremely torturous for the frail Chu Heng.