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

In the scorching heat of July, not even a whisper of a breeze stirred, and a few white clouds drifted across azure skies—a perfect clear day. Feng Xuxu withdrew her gaze, sighed, and since the turn of the year, rain had only fallen once. Spring, which is usually a rainy season, was exceptionally dry this time. By the time the rains came, it was already summer, and thereafter, the temperatures rose even more. Even the birds in the trees became too lethargic to move, lying still on the branches to cool down, the only exception being the cicadas that clung to the trees and cried ceaselessly.


Seeing his wife leaning against the doorframe of the palace, looking up at the sky once more, Dugu Chen approached and gently wrapped his arms around her shoulders, "Wife, stop looking. Let's go inside."


Feng Xuxu turned to him, her voice filled with worry and urgency, "Husband, look at the sky, there's no sign of rain, and this year it's noticeably hotter than the previous ones. I'm afraid…"


Chapter 676: On the Eve of the Grand Wedding (1)