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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

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Chapter 881: Conflict (2)

Despite the criticisms faced by the woman who remarried, she and her husband shared a loving and harmonious relationship, living a smooth and fulfilling life, indifferent to the idle chatter and gossip. Even now, those whispering behind her back are likely driven by envy, jealousy, and resentment.

When Mo Yan heard this, admiration for the resolute and persistent woman welled up in her heart—such is how a woman should be.

While everyone was busy talking, suddenly, more than thirty imposing guards streamed out of the palace gate.

Thirty guards lined up in two neat rows by the wall on the left, blocking the people trying to approach and preventing anyone from getting close. After that, a group of eunuchs in green clothing escorted two eunuchs in purple clothes, who filed out. The two eunuchs in purple, with respectful expressions, held up a bright yellow piece of silk that was unfurled to reveal a length of one zhang and a width of five feet, filled with densely written characters.