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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 · Tổng hợp
Không đủ số lượng người đọc
826 Chs

Chapter 89, Meeting Again_1

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In June, the earth sweltered under the scorching sun, heat billowing so much so that even the roadside grass and trees seemed listless, and the oppressive heat left people irritable and on edge.

In the guest hall of the Prefectural Governor's Office's backyard, even with more than a dozen pots of ice set out, those inside still felt somewhat restless with heat.

Several people were seated in the hall. Among them, Yan Zhigao sat uneasily in the seat of honor, his eyes occasionally darting toward the two richly dressed young men sitting to his left, while he also kept looking anxiously toward the door.

At this moment, his heart was anything but calm— for he had just learned that the person his eldest daughter saved turned out to be the legitimate son of Prince Ping.

Although he had suspected that the man was from the imperial family, being confronted with the fact still left him somewhat unprepared, uncertain of how to converse with him.