Knocking Brush

(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!

The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket!

"Going out like this isn't great because you can't tell the exact time. For someone like me who can only tell early, mid, or late daylight, it's easy to lose track of time if you're not careful."


Daohua and Zhou Jingwan walked shoulder to shoulder towards the middle of the mountain.


Zhou Jingwan: "Don't you have servants? Surely there must be someone among the servants who can read the sky."


Daohua shook her head, "What others can do is after all theirs; it's never as convenient as knowing how to do it yourself." That was the trouble with ancient times, there wasn't anything like a wristwatch, and for time, she was flying blind.


Xiao Yeyang, who was walking in front, glanced back at Daohua, with a flash in his eyes.


By the time Daohua and the others returned to the temple on the mountainside, it was already a quarter past the hour of the rooster (5:15 PM), but it wasn't too late. Quite a few ladies and young misses were still out admiring chrysanthemums and the scenery.


Chapter 125, Colorful_1