Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress

When Caiwei and Nangong Yi returned to the Linshui Pavilion in the Imperial Garden, it was already past noon, but the banquet had not yet begun. Many of the invited young masters and daughters were gathering together in twos and threes, chatting and laughing loudly, or occasionally Whispering, everyone waited patiently for the Queen's arrival, and no one showed any impatience.

After Caiwei and Nangong Yi came back, they immediately attracted everyone's attention.

In the men's banquet, all the gentlemen looked at Nangong Yi with envy, as if they believed that he had just enjoyed a wonderful night of pleasure, and they were all envious of his good fortune.

Several princes who were close to Nangong Yi smiled meaningfully at him, their smiles were ambiguous, as if they had some tacit secret between them.

Nangong Yi did not explain anything to everyone's inquiries and hints. He returned to his seat unhurriedly, with a slight smile on his handsome face.

This smile can easily make people think of a man's satisfaction after being satisfied. Especially Nangong Yi laughed off everyone's seemingly innocent temptations and smiled without saying a word, which further confirmed everyone's suspicions.

On the seat, Huo Yuan's expression was as usual, with the same graceful and gentle expression, but at this time, there was already an uproar in his heart.

Her clothes have changed!

Although no one else noticed it, it couldn't escape his eyes.

The clothes she wore today were carefully selected by him for her and given to her by the Anguo Palace. He couldn't be more familiar with them.

Now, what she is wearing is not the original Yunfei satin and colorful Baihua flying saucer jacket. Although the dress now has similar colors and colors to the dress he prepared for her, her original dress He had chosen it carefully for her, he could tell at a glance.

And her skirt is not the original one with floral Ruyi moire pattern, but a floral bat moire skirt, which is slightly darker than the skirt he chose for her. If you don’t look carefully, it’s broken. Can't tell.

But, he can see it.

In his eyes, the entire Royal Garden and everyone in the Royal Garden were just her foil. His eyesight is only hers, and no subtle changes in her can escape his eyes...

Her clothes and skirts were changed, and even her hair was combed again, and her lips were as red as agate, slightly pouted, and already swollen...

how so? Why is this happening?

Severe pain came from his heart, making his breathing no longer smooth and his expression no longer calm. The hands on his knees were held too tightly, and veins protruded on the backs of them.

"Nangong Yi..."

He gnashed his teeth in a low voice...

After Caiwei returned to her seat, she deliberately ignored everyone's probing glances and said kindly to Wu Xiangyun: "Sister Xiangyun, I've been waiting for you for a long time. I just had something to do and was delayed for a while. Is there nothing going on here?"

Wu Xiangyun shook his head, bit his lip and said, "It's okay, it's just that the Concubine Xian came here. Later, I heard that the Empress was ill, so she rushed to the Jade Kun Palace to visit..."

After saying that, he looked around with his big eyes. Seeing that the ladies at the table had deliberately turned their faces to one side, Fang brought his face closer and whispered: "Caiwei, are you okay? Have you ever been bullied?"

"What?"

Caiwei was stunned.

Why does she think so?

Also, since she thinks so, do others think so too?

It's over, her reputation and reputation are all ruined!