Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress
Chapter 1205 - 1211: An Old Friend Arrives (4)

Chapter 1205: Chapter 1211: An Old Friend Arrives (4)

Chen Shangxi had been standing outside for half the day, only to be met with this outcome in the end. He felt very displeased but dared not say anything, leaving sulkily!

Alas, among all the Empresses Dowager through the ages, it seems only the one he served was treated so miserably by her own daughter-in-law.

Ever since Empress Dowager Mo and Tuotuo used gu to control Nangong Yi, Cai Wei’s sentiment towards her had turned utterly cold. She refrained from taking action against her only because she was Nangong Yi’s birth mother, otherwise, she would have made sure Empress Dowager Mo had nowhere to be buried by now. At this moment, Empress Dowager Mo still wanted to put on airs like a mother-in-law in front of her, expecting to summon and dismiss Cai Wei with a wave of the hand as before—such a thing was completely impossible. To see Cai Wei, it would depend on whether she was in a good mood and whether she had the time!

After drinking a cup of flower tea, Cai Wei changed into a vibrant red wide-sleeved shirt and a deep azure gold-woven cloud and phoenix pattern pheasant tail, complemented by a long red chiffon skirt. Instead of wearing her hair in a high bun, she loosely twisted it into a Gold Ingot Bun at the back of her head and adorned it with a Nine-tailed Phoenix Hairpin, representing the identity of an Empress. Dressed and ready, she leaned on Chun Liu’s hand and returned to the Waterside Pavilion unrushed.

The opera at the Waterside Pavilion was still ongoing. "Northern Lights and Reddish Lips" had long finished, and now the stage was performing "Coming Out of the Mountain." Cai Wei did not know who had requested it, but it was clear that the person who chose the play had put thought into it, only selecting those favored by the Empress Dowager.

Upon seeing Cai Wei’s return, the Empress Dowager visibly relaxed; otherwise, having both her daughter-in-law and granddaughter-in-law leave the table without a trace during her Birthday Feast would have left her with no face to show. Fortunately, with the return of the head of the Imperial Harem, her dignity was preserved. As for that woman who always wore a cold expression, everyone knew she held little power in the Imperial Harem, so it didn’t matter whether she returned or not!

Not long after Cai Wei sat down, Huan Qiu returned and whispered to her, "Lady Li has been talking with Madam Wu all along. I did not dare get too close, so I couldn’t hear clearly what they were saying. However, it seemed like Lady Li was in low spirits, she even slouched as she walked!"

Cai Wei understood Xiang Yun’s nature—she was an innocent girl who always wore her heart on her sleeve. Since Huan Qiu noticed her low spirits, it must have meant her mood was poor, surely troubled by Du Wanqing!

After some thought, Cai Wei said, "Tell Xiang Yun to find a way to leave the mansion tomorrow morning and wait for me at Mu’s Shen Record Shop..."

After Huan Qiu left, Cai Wei lifted her eyes and continued watching the play.

At night, after all the ladies who came to wish her a happy birthday had dispersed, Cai Wei ordered a table of liquor to be set up at the Wufeng Building in the Imperial Garden. She instructed Huan Qiu to personally invite Zhao Gui, and told him explicitly to bring along the military advisor who gave her the idea to present the Longevity Picture.

Ever since she knew of that person’s existence, Cai Wei had been speculating about what sort of person this military advisor could be—who had he (she) been in her past life? Could it be someone related to her? She remembered that, in her transmigration, she was accompanying the president on a state visit when a bomb blast launched her from the plane.

The situation was critical at that moment. The bomb was flying toward her, and she quickly shielded the president, leaping into the air to kick the bomb away. However, the bomb exploded the moment it was struck by her foot. Her last memory was seeing her own legs flying through the air, and as for whether it harmed anyone else, she had no idea!

But one thing she could be sure of: modern people like her, who transmigrated to this era, must have some connection with the time and place of her death or some other reason. They must have tapped into some mysterious power at a crucial moment, allowing them to transmigrate here. Otherwise, if everyone who died could come here, this would have long become a world of modern people—a modern industrial city!