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!

In the dim, damp prison, several villagers from Panshan Village, including Qin Wu, lay in despair, waiting for fate to decide their lot.


"Brother Wu, do you think we can still go home?" A young man in his twenties asked, his eyes lifeless as he lay on the cold ground, blankly staring at the small window on the prison wall.


Qin Wu's face was stern, his lips pursed; he didn't speak.


The young man suddenly laughed foolishly: "Yu Niang is still waiting at home for me to return. I wonder if she's gotten used to living with us since she just married into our family?"


At those words, a guilty conscience appeared on Qin Wu's face.


Someone spoke up to stop him. The more Qin Thirteen said, the more they all suffered, the more they longed to return home.


After a while, a slightly older and larger man moved next to Qin Wu: "Old Wu, do you think Xiaoliu can come up with a way to save us?"


Chapter 173, A Stroke of Good Fortune_1