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

"Yes, Master." Jingfeng and the others exchanged glances and silently lowered their heads. Dugu Mo touched the uneven scars on his face, a ferocious fire rising in his heart. His hands clenched tightly, veins bulging. He gritted his teeth and swore to himself that he would make Dugu Chen pay a painful price.


Several more days of calm passed, with Jingfeng and his men searching for an opportunity in the dark. However, after several days, they had seen nothing, not even a hair, let alone the bewitching princess.


Light rain drizzled from the sky, and the horizon was edged with unending black clouds. A gentle breeze blew, carrying a hint of chill.


Dugu Chen, holding a cloak, walked over to his delicate wife and draped it over her. "It's cooler when it rains; don't stand by the window watching. Be careful not to catch a cold."


Feng Xuxu looked up and smiled softly, "My husband, I estimate this rain will continue for a few more days."


Chapter 299 Falling off the Cliff (1)