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

"Kill all those men for this Palace, not a single one is to be spared."


A fleeting shadow flashed by, and with bare hands, he grabbed a man and twisted his neck directly, regardless of the swords piercing his body. He showed no reaction, instead, seizing their swords. In a blur, all the men on the scene fell to the ground, blood spurting wildly from their necks as heads were severed from their bodies.


All Consort Hua sensed was a shadow passing by before the guards collapsed on the ground—the eunuchs beside her were no exception. Before she recovered from the shock, something warm splattered on her face. When she touched it, it was bright red and carried a strong scent of blood. Consort Hua foolishly stared at what was in her hand, "What... what is this?"


"Ah... ah... ah, murder!" cried Consort Li in terror, panicking and running out, heedless of the blood on her face.


Chapter 637: Bitten by a Mad Dog (3)