The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket!

Daozi smiled cheerfully as he unwrapped gifts with the twins.

Daohua watched the children's joyous faces with a smile, the bittersweet feelings of departure in her heart lessened somewhat. She turned to Xiao Yeyang and said, "Now I understand why you insisted on putting these gift boxes in the carriage."

Xiao Yeyang, knowing Daohua couldn't bear to part with family, wrapped his arm around her shoulder. "Give them something to do, that'll stop them from being restless. I'm still decent at handling kids, don't you think?"

Daohua cast him a sidelong glance, then silently leaned on his shoulder. "Mother said that last night, Grandmother cried secretly for a long time."

Xiao Yeyang held Daohua's hand tightly. "Once Xiliang fully gets on track, I'll have more free time. When that happens, we'll come back to visit more often."

Daohua nodded, wrapped her arm around Xiao Yeyang's and gazed at the scenery outside the carriage. Listening to the children's laughter, her mood gradually calmed.

...

After traveling for a month, by mid-August, Xiao Yeyang's convoy crossed into Xiliang's territory.

Seeing the golden yellow crops along the official road, Daohua's face lit up with a joyful smile. "I remember when we first came to Xiliang, it was desolate everywhere. Look at it now, the fields are full of grain."

Xiao Yeyang's eyes gleamed with heartfelt joy. Today's Xiliang was built by him and Yiyi together, a testament to their shared efforts.

Without Yiyi's high-yield crop varieties, even if he were skilled at leading troops in battle, defeating Xiliao wouldn't have been so easy. Even if he and the officials excelled at governance, it wouldn't have been possible to quickly end hunger for Xiliang's citizens.

"Want to go horseback riding?"

Daohua nodded eagerly, "I do! Back in Beijing, I always had to restrain myself. Now, I feel like running free!"

Hearing this, Xiao Yeyang immediately pulled Daohua off the carriage.

Daozi and the twins saw their parents leave them behind to ride horses and couldn't help but pout.

"See? Father loves Mother the most. We're just pitiful little things!"

While playing with the music box gifted by the Emperor, Daomang pouted and grumbled.

Still fiddling with a Rubik's Cube, Daomiao nodded in agreement without raising his head. "Exactly."

Daozi, with a sense of experience, sighed, "You two need to get used to it earlier, or you'll end up heartbroken."

"Giddy-up~"

"Giddy-up~"

In the golden fields, two horses galloped freely, chasing and racing each other, their riders' laughter echoing far into the distance.

On horseback, Xiao Yeyang gazed at Daohua's radiant smile, as bright and charming as when she was a child. His eyes overflowed with tenderness.

It was this warmth that made him fearless in the face of storms.

Watching his wife gallop ahead and glancing back at the carriage carrying their three children, Xiao Yeyang felt that there was nothing he would regret in this life.

Inside the carriage, the three little ones had grown bored with their toys and were lying by the window, watching their parents horseback riding outside.

When they saw their father use his whip to wrap it around their mother's waist and pull her onto his horse's back, the three couldn't help but cover their mouths and giggle mischievously.

"So embarrassing, Father and Mother are showing off their love again!"

"I'm going to keep showing off my love every day in the future!" Daomang clenched her fist to pump herself up. Not content with just doing it herself, she roped Daozi and Daomiao in as well.

"Brother, little brother, let's make Father and Mother jealous with our love in the future, shall we?"

"Why aren't you saying anything? Be more confident, you both have estates to inherit—I'm sure you can do it, keep it up!"

As the sun set in the western sky, the shadows of the figures on the carriage, along with the convoy, stretched long across the ground, advancing steadily, depicting a scene of serene and tranquil times.

...

After returning to Xiliang, through the joint efforts of Xiao Yeyang and various officials, Xiliang was successfully transformed into a major grain-producing province. Its drought-resistant, high-yield crops were directly sold nationwide.

Three years later, Xiliang established its second Hu City in Ganzhou, further promoting cultural, economic, and trade exchanges between Daxia and the Western Regions.

Five years later, the Emperor decreed that the Fourth Prince be established as the Crown Prince and Xiao Moreng as the Great Grandson.

Due to the Crown Prince's poor health and inability to handle state affairs, the Great Grandson took over in his stead.

The Great Grandson, taught personally by the Emperor, displayed exceptional administrative abilities even before coming of age, earning unanimous praise from the court officials.

...

Another harvest season arrived, and in the golden sea of rice, Daohua, wearing a light green dress, spread her arms wide, enjoying the fragrant waves of grain with delight.

"Daohua~"

In a daze, Daohua heard someone calling her name. She opened her eyes and saw Xiao Yeyang walking toward her against the light, still as handsome and elegant as when they were young.

"Why are you here?"

"Why, don't you want to see me?"

"I meant, shouldn't you be busy right now?" Every autumn harvest, Xiao Yeyang was usually quite occupied with gathering military provisions.

With a smile, Xiao Yeyang took Daohua's hand. "The Governor's Office, Supervisory Office, and Commandant Office are all fully on track now. I can take it easy and don't need to oversee everything personally anymore."

Daohua tilted her head and smiled at him. "And then what?"

Xiao Yeyang chuckled, his eyes filled with affection. "So now, I can finally fulfill my promise to you."

Daohua's eyes lit up. "Hmm?"

Xiao Yeyang laughed, his gaze tender and doting. "I promised to accompany you in seeing the world. Now, I can finally make it happen."

Upon hearing this, Daohua's eyes curved into a joyful smile. "So you actually remembered."

Holding Daohua's hand, Xiao Yeyang walked through the sea of rice. "Have I forgotten anything I promised you?"

A gentle breeze rolled through, the rice waves undulating. Their figures merged into one from a distance, blending harmoniously together.

.....

In recent years, due to Xiliang's rapid and remarkable development, many officials felt that Prince Weiyuan's achievements were too significant. Considering Xiliang was a border region, some began to worry he might have ulterior motives, prompting numerous memorials to the Emperor requesting his recall to Beijing.

Unexpectedly, before the Emperor could make a decision, Prince Weiyuan abruptly relinquished all his power and left Xiliang with Princess Consort Weiyuan, offering the reason that he wanted to travel and experience life with his wife.

Years later, when an official asked Prince Weiyuan why he had been so decisive in giving up his authority back then, his answer was: "Is power more important than accompanying my wife?"

The official was rendered speechless, yet oddly felt a hint of envy—what was that about?

—— End of main story