Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress

Caiwei glanced at the empress secretly for a few times, then lowered her eyes. The empress was indeed stunning in beauty, beautiful in the country, and the most beautiful woman in the harem. No wonder she would give birth to such a handsome and unparalleled son as Nangong Yi.

However, her aura was very cold and arrogant, as if she was the only one in the world, and she did not have the affinity that the mother of a country should have.

Empress Mo held Luo Xue's hand and stepped onto the steps leading to the Linshui Pavilion. A throne had been set up in the pavilion. There was a carved lacquer table in front of the throne. The deacons, eunuchs and maids lined up behind the queen like wild geese wings, holding hands in their hands. Holding the incense burner, embroidered handkerchief, wash basin, whisk and other items, Luoxue stood at Queen Mo's right hand, never leaving her.

There are a few empty seats on the left and right sides under the queen's throne. Apparently there are still people who haven't come, but I don't know who they are.

The seats of the ladies are arranged according to the official rank of the family. The higher the status of the family, the closer the seat is to Linshui Pavilion. The position of the table for picking weeds is far away from Linshui Pavilion, so far away that it is almost impossible to see. Clear the people inside.

Helana's seat was arranged in the Linshui Pavilion. Although she was sitting at the bottom, the only other ladies who could have a seat in the pavilion were her and Li Ruizhu, apart from the princess.

Today, the Empress was obviously in low spirits. She said a few casual words, then ordered the banquet to begin and the food and drinks were served.

Everyone got up early and entered the palace. In order to avoid relieving themselves in the palace, they all came on an empty stomach. They played all morning. It was already past dinner time, and all the young ladies were so hungry that their chests were pressed against their backs. I memorized it, and when I heard that the banquet was about to begin, I got excited and looked forward to it.

This palace banquet was very sumptuous, with five royal dishes: grilled fish lips, Luohan prawns, roasted venison with deer tail, mountain delicacies Acanthopanax, and eight-treasure rabbit dices.

There are also four kinds of pastries, one plate of steamed food, one plate of oven-cooked food, two side dishes in a snail box, as well as Bi Yingying's japonica rice and silver hot pot shredded mutton soup.

In addition, there are also bamboo roll small steamed buns, elephant eye small steamed buns, snail buns, bean buns, oil cakes, oil cakes, pea buns, and spoon pastry. There are ten kinds of rice, noodles, stove food and dairy products, including cakes and cakes.

Caiwei didn't eat in the morning either. She fought with the guards for a long time and struggled to death during her first period. She was already hungry.

Of course she would not be polite when presented with delicious food. As soon as the order to start the banquet came, she would eat with chopsticks.

Several ladies at the same table, at first, took advantage of everyone's daughter and ate in small bites. But when they saw Caiwei eating so freely and dripping with sweat, some of them couldn't stand it anymore and started eating along with Caiwei.

"Caiwei, here you go, this is delicious!"

Xiangyun held the dish in his mouth, puffed out his cheeks, and placed a peeled Arhat prawn on Caiwei's plate.

"Thank you, Sister Xiangyun!"

Caiwei picked it up and ate it in big gulps.

Oops! So delicious!

Du Wanqiu looked at Mu Caiwei who was enjoying the meal, feeling angry, hateful and contemptuous in her heart.

This philistine woman who smells like copper stinks of money looks like she's been wolfing down food like she hasn't eaten in a few lifetimes. She doesn't look like she's sitting or eating. She's not dignified or reserved at all, except that she's pretty. , there is nothing good about her, but why are so many good men rushing to fall in love with her?

Why! These men are so blind!

Caiwei was eating with half-hearted interest when she suddenly felt a chill on her body, as if she was grabbed by something. She subconsciously raised her head and saw from a distance in the Linshui Pavilion, Dawson's cold eyes. Stare at her.