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The Herbal Scents of Farm Life

Suddenly finding herself in a rural setting, Lin Caisang became the village's renowned 'Star of Wealth and Honor'. Surrounded by unique relatives, they treated her as if she were a rare panda—held preciously in their palms for fear she would fall and gently kept in their mouths lest she dissolved. Meet the exceptional relatives: The Powerhouse Father, who declared, "You want Sangsang to get married? You'll have to get past me first." The Stingy Mother, questioning, "What does she need a husband for? She can have all the fine food and a carefree life with me!" The Sly Grandfather, suggesting, "Girls shouldn’t have to do the dirty, tiring work. Quick, call over your brother!" The Majestic Grandmother, fiercely proclaiming, "Who dares to bully Sangsang? Let them face a fight to the death with me!" The Protective Brother, assuring, "Little sister, all the good food is for you. I am not hungry!" Holding her flabby flesh, Lin Caisang wept without tears: "Let me go! I need to lose weight!" Meanwhile, the strikingly handsome, icy man next door not only protected and spoiled her in secret but also had a not-so-simple identity.....

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Chapter 1429: Swinging to Eighty-One Thousand Miles Away

"Third Aunt, I should take your pulse just in case; it's always best to be careful. You must be especially cautious now that you're carrying twins," Lin Caisang added.

"Well... okay then."

Yang Lin hesitated a little but then nodded in agreement.

Her niece was always so considerate, and she felt truly touched by it.

...

Shaohua City.

In the villa where Sui Zimo stayed, there lay many memorial tablets.

"It seems he really will stop at nothing," he said with a light sneer, a faint smile hooking at the corners of his lips. They were even chasing him here, under the pretext of having him deal with memorials.

"Have the people from the palace found anything?"

"My Lord, the person sent from the palace is little Gui..."

"Hmm?"

Zhe Jue had not finished speaking when he saw the stern look in Sui Zimo's eyes and swallowed the rest of his words.

"No, it was Eunuch Gui."

Realizing his slip of the tongue, Zhe Jue felt a tightening sensation on his own back.