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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

Dusk is cold · 历史言情
分數不夠
1414 Chs

Chapter 589: Undercurrents (2)_1

Although the young princes were still children, they had been studying literature and martial arts since the age of five, with horseback archery being an essential subject. While their proficiency in archery might vary, their horsemanship was undeniably skilled.

Excitedly, the little princes followed closely behind Xiao Ruiyuan on their smallest horses, chattering non-stop along the way about the potential prey they might encounter, their faces flushed and necks thick with eagerness, none willing to concede to the others.

Only the Sixteenth Prince did not partake in these conversations; he stared unwaveringly at the imposing figure a few yards ahead, his eyes never ceasing to reflect his admiration.

Thirty Imperial guards trailed closely behind, their vigilance unwavering. A single misstep with these young masters would likely mean they would remain here forever.