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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!

Knocking Brush · Umum
Peringkat tidak cukup
804 Chs

Chapter 30, Wang Manman_1

"Are you talking to me?"

Daohua pointed to herself in astonishment, glancing around and realizing that the girl was staring straight at her, her eyes sparkling with pleading and hope.

To sell oneself to bury one's father, according to convention, shouldn't she have chosen a young master or someone of that sort?

Hearing Daohua's question, the girl immediately started kowtowing, the ground thudding loudly with the impact: "Please, miss, buy me!"

Daohua didn't speak and looked the girl over carefully, only then noticing that her eyes were very bright, revealing a firmness and stubbornness uncommon among ordinary young women.

The surrounding crowd turned to look, laughing and pointing at will.

Yan Wentao felt a bit anxious, quickly pulling Daohua behind him and addressing the girl still kowtowing, "Stop kowtowing, it's cold, don't hurt yourself. Our family doesn't lack servants, you should find someone else!"