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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 · Lịch sử
Không đủ số lượng người đọc
500 Chs

Chapter 402: Birds Disappear Over a Thousand Mountains VS Inhumane (4)

"Speak, what has actually befallen me?" Dugu Han also felt some fear, his heart ceaselessly praying, hoping it wasn't as he feared.

"Your, Your Majesty, the Emperor has been poisoned," Liu Institute Head finally stammered out after being shouted at by the Emperor.

"Poisoned? What poison?" His hand, resting on the small tea table, slowly clenched, feeling a wave of fear inside. He actually didn't know when he had been poisoned; he was lucky that the person didn't want his life, otherwise, he feared he would no longer be part of the living.

Liu Institute Head nervously swallowed his saliva, his eyes wandering back and forth.

"Speak."

"It's, 'The birds over a thousand mountains fly no more.'" His voice trembling, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, his head hanging low.