Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress
Chapter 1020 - 1022: The Enthronement of the Prince (7)

Chapter 1020: Chapter 1022: The Enthronement of the Prince (7)

"Alright, I’ll send them over first thing tomorrow morning," he said.

Cai Wei walked to the window and said, "It’s getting late, I need to go, you should hurry back to the Crown Prince’s Mansion too!"

Nangong Yi hummed in agreement, but stepped forward to embrace her, burying his face in the hollow of her neck, rubbing tenderly, longing to stay connected. After a while, he whispered softly, "Madam, come back soon, I miss you..."

Cai Wei hummed in response, her heart softened to a mess. She knew if she were to embrace the man right now, what followed would inevitably be a lingering, sorrowful kiss and endless affection. She wouldn’t know when she might be able to leave, so she hardened her heart, pushed him away, leaped out the window, and said softly, "I’m leaving now, you should go back too!"

As she spoke, the white-haired tiger had already appeared in the courtyard. Cai Wei mounted the tiger, waved at the man, and whoosh, disappeared into the courtyard...

Nangong Yi stared blankly in the direction the white-haired tiger had vanished, whispering softly, "Heartless girl..."

That night, he didn’t leave, staying in Cai Wei’s room instead, where her lingering scent remained, elegant and fragrant, just how he loved it.

He lay down, resting on the pillow she usually slept on, tossing and turning half the night before gradually drifting off to sleep...

...*...*...

After a night of travel, as daylight was about to break, Cai Wei arrived in Qing County on the border of Meng slaves.

Qing County was the first stop on her journey north. Since it was still early, and it wasn’t proper to disturb the Shen Mansion so early, she put the white-haired tiger into her Space and followed it in herself. In her newly arranged boudoir within her Space, she had a good sleep. Time passed differently inside the Space; three hours of sleep left her feeling fully rested while only an hour had gone by outside.

After a satisfying rest, she left the Space and went to the street to have breakfast.

She remembered once encountering an old couple at a small stall who were very kind and made delicious porridge, slow-cooked over a low flame until it was sticky and thick. The steamed buns they served were also delicious, soft yet chewy.

Unfortunately, the couple’s pickled vegetables weren’t all that tasty, so their porridge stand didn’t do very well.

Relying on her memory, Cai Wei found the stall again. The old couple was busy at work with wrinkles on their faces that still bore traces of past hardships but smiled warmly.

Cai Wei walked over and sat down at a table.

The old man selling porridge immediately came over, kindly asking, "Young lady, what would you like to eat?"

"A bowl of white rice porridge, a bun, and a dish of pickled vegetables, please!"

Early in the morning, she didn’t want to eat anything too greasy, so she picked two light items.

The old man acknowledged with an "Ah," and went to serve her porridge and get a bun, while the old woman was beside him picking out the pickled vegetables for her.

At that moment, the door to a brothel across the street opened, and a pretty little girl ran out straight to the porridge stall, sweetly calling, "Grandpa, Grandma."

The girl looked to be eight or nine years old, thin and small, wearing clothes that were not ragged, but with scars on her hands and face that made her look pitiful.

"Ah, ah—"

Hearing the little girl’s call, the old couple hurriedly responded. The old grandma opened the steamer, not minding the scald, took out a large bun, and a red-skinned egg and stuffed them into the little girl’s hands.

"Eat up, eat it while it’s warm. Old man, quickly serve our girl a bowl of porridge..."