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The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket!

(1v1, pure and sweet) Xiliang's Prince Residence. With a tiger-like energy and at just 5 years old, Little Prince Xiao Moxi saw his mother dash off to the fields again, and his steamed bun-like face scrunched up in frustration. Looking grievously at his father beside him, he complained with an air of worldly wisdom, "Father, how did you fall for my mother, who likes to run off all the time?" Xiao Yeyang gave his precociously mature son a sidelong glance, then pretended to ponder the question. Indeed, why had he fallen for that woman? After a long silence... "Who knows? Maybe I got my head caught in a door!" Sharing a look of mutual commiseration, father and son let out a helpless sigh in unison. What do you do when you're stuck with a woman who's never at home? There's only one thing to do with your own Princess Consort (mother)—spoil her, of course! … Transported to ancient times with a space filled with rice flowers, all she wanted was to quietly live out her life in the fields. Unexpectedly, with a father who was a county magistrate, she was forced to leave the countryside for the city! Life in the city was bustling with activities, and in order to have a say at home, she bought estates, grew flowers and medicinal herbs, and developed high-yield, high-quality grain varieties. Remarkably, she helped her father, who had been a county magistrate for nine years, to rise step by step, bringing the lowborn Yan Family into Beijing's elite circles! This is a story of a noble daughter from a humble family aiding her clan to thrive and prosper, and a sweet love story of mutual success and growing together! Male lead: In front of others, he is the prideful Little Prince, the domineering Prince of Xiliang. In front of the female lead, he is a soft and tender-hearted man. Female lead: Clearheaded in all matters, warm-hearted and self-reliant!

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Chapter 71: Correcting Names_1

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"Mother, why don't Father and the others even glance our way?" Yan Yishuang said, dejected, as she followed Aunt Lin and Yan Wenbin back to Shuangxin Courtyard.

She had been looking forward to Father's return for a long time. Before, whenever Father would go out, he would always bring her a gift, and she was always the first one he hugged upon his return. But this time, even though Father returned, his gaze never once fell on her.

This made her feel very let down, as if Father no longer loved her.

Aunt Lin's expression was somewhat gray, but she still forced a smile and said, "Your father has been promoted this time; there are too many matters he needs to address. He simply hasn't noticed us yet. Once he's finished with his business, he will come to see us."

Yan Yishuang was somewhat skeptical, "Really?"

Yan Wenbin also looked over, uncertainty in his eyes.

Aunt Lin looked at her eager children, her mood somewhat bitter.