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!

Seeing Daohua walking towards him, Xiao Yeyang let out a cold snort.


This guy, greeted everyone else first and only thought of him last.


Daohua saw Xiao Yeyang's awkward demeanor, smiled and said nothing, walked straight to his side, and grabbed the railing with both hands, looking down at the street lights below with an excited face as if she couldn't wait to let out a shout or two.


Xiao Yeyang saw Daohua's bright, sparkling eyes, so absorbed in the scenery below, not even speaking to him, and he let out another snort.


Only then did Daohua tilt her head to look over, smilingly asked, "What's wrong, your sickness hasn't healed, and your throat feels uncomfortable?"


Hearing this, Xiao Yeyang was so frustrated that he huffily turned his head away, too lazy to look at the detestable person before him.


Chapter 163, Compatible Temperaments_1