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!
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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!

"How did you get here?" Daohua looked at Xiao Yeyang in surprise.


Xiao Yeyang glanced at her and composedly took a seat next to her, only then slowly and leisurely speaking, "Well, if you can come, why can't I?"


Daohua gave Xiao Yeyang a sidelong glance, only then noticing that the previously bustling stage was now somewhat quieter. Loud laughter had turned into whispering.


"Hello Brother Dong, Brother Zhou, and all the other brothers!"


Not only Xiao Yeyang, but Dong Yuanxuan, her three brothers from the Yan Family, and a few other young gentlemen she had seen on the day of the Climbing Festival had all come.


After greeting these people, Daohua prepared to leave.


She had no choice; earlier, to get a better view of the beauties, and seeing that the audience was sparse, she had taken a seat in this row facing the stage.


Xiao Yeyang was certainly going to take the best seat, and since he had brought quite a few people with him, she would need to give up her place.


Chapter 133, Waving a Fan in the Dead of Winter_1