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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.

Yilan · Sejarah
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523 Chs

Chapter 423: The Enthronement of the Empress (1)

Dugu Chen arrived at the Imperial Palace and saw the palace gates tightly shut. With a wave of his hand, a group of Demon Forest men leapt onto the palace walls and jumped in to clash with the Imperial Army inside. Meanwhile, a neatly equipped Iron Cavalry Army, dozens strong, held thick logs and began to ram the palace gates. Demon Forest men inside took advantage of the commotion to use their Inner Strength to crack open the heavy gate, and those outside dropped their logs and quickly forced the gates open, slaughtering their way through. By the time they reached Jinluan Hall, the ground was littered with the dead and wounded, with only the Ministers curled up in the corners, comparatively safe.

Dugu Chen saw the Emperor and a few guards locked in battle, while the heavily wounded Zhuisu knelt firmly on the ground, head bowed, his body covered with sword marks, fresh blood flowing from the wounds.