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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 · ย้อนยุค
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Chapter 351 Summer Garden Opens (1)

On the seventeenth day of the second month in the year Jia You, the entire nation celebrated as Marshal Hou Wei triumphantly returned from guarding the northern borders.

Prince An rose early to lead the Ministers out of the city to welcome him. After half an hour, they saw a bright red banner fluttering in the wind in the distance with the character 'Hou' prominently displayed.

From afar, Hou Wei spurred his horse to a gallop when he spotted Prince An. With a light squeeze to the horse's flank, he charged forward for a short stretch before pulling on the reins to stop not far from the Prince, and dismounted.

"Your servant Hou Wei pays his respects to Prince An." Clad in a suit of silver-white armor, his head donned with a silver helmet from which a bright red tassel swished, he exuded an aura of chilling violence; the long black cape behind him spread out as he knelt in greeting.