Yilan

Feng Xuxu, a 21st-century professor of agriculture and biology, was in secret the mastermind behind a five-star hotel. Running back and forth between the university and the hotel, it's no wonder she worked herself sick. One moment she closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she found herself in the body of a poor village girl who had just lost her mother and then her father.
Fortunately, time-travel came with a perk, the almighty space ability. After toying with some seeds, she grew thousands of acres of high-yield grains and spent her leisure time cultivating flowers. Before she knew it, she had created a landscape of thousands of acres of flowers. Munching on fruit, she ended up with thousands of acres of orchards. When she craved some greens in the wintertime, she turned around to discover greenhouses covering thousands of acres. Feng Xuxu counted on her fingers: Spring Garden, Summer Garden, Autumn Garden, Winter Garden—not one more, not one less, four in total. She nodded in satisfaction and said, “This is all one needs in life.” Meanwhile, a certain devilishly charming man approached her with a sly smile, “Little Xuxu, how do you plan to deal with me?”
Feng Xuxu was in disarray amidst the wind, realizing she had forgotten about one demon yet to be tamed.
In this story, both male and female leads are strong, with the male lead being physically and mentally pure and devoted.

Unlimited estates for rural beauty

Fang Nian also felt a chill, looking up he caught sight of He Yiyuan's gaze, glinting with ruthlessness. He couldn't help but step back and stutter, "He... Brother He, why... why are you looking at me like that."


"How should I look at you?" Drawing the Treasured Sword that emitted a cold gleam, he gently wiped it with his sleeve.


"It's creepy to look at, better you don't look at me at all. Let's pretend I didn't say anything just now," shaking his head, he prepared to lead the soldiers in an assault on the Iron Cavalry Army and storm into the residence.


Just as Fang Nian was turning around, He Yiyuan's sword rose and fell, and Fang Nian's head rolled to the ground, blood spurting over a meter high from the gaping wound, and his body collapsed thunderously.


The soldiers nearby, upon seeing this, retreated in droves, looking at He Yiyuan as if he were a ghost, none daring to approach.


Chapter 263 Marry Me (4)