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

After listening, Prince Fu snorted coldly, "Does the Divine Doctor fear that I lack silver?"


"No, no, no, Yin likes to speak plainly in advance to avoid disputes later."


"Rest assured, one hundred thousand taels of gold. I won't shortchange you a single tael," Prince Fu declared.


"Gold in hand, antidote in the other." With those words, he walked away with the chest on his back, not glancing at the ashen face behind him. He knew already why the other hadn't been poisoned; there was no need to stay longer. Plus, he had made a tidy profit; he believed his wife would be quite pleased.


Prince Fu watched him leave, and as the Divine Doctor disappeared around the corner, he waved over a Hidden Guard: "Follow him, make sure he doesn't notice, and see where he settles down."


"Yes, Prince," one of them said, taking off at once.


Chapter 558 Assassination Turns Into an Open and Legitimate Assassination (3)