Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress
Chapter 531 Royal Hunting Ground (3)_1

Chapter 531: Chapter 531 Royal Hunting Ground (3)_1

"Tsk tsk, look at this, whose servant girl is this, dressed so shabbily that it permeates the carriage with a scent of poverty!"

As soon as Helana enters, she starts finding faults with cold and biting words.

Princess Zhao Yang laughed softly, "Indeed, coming from the countryside, she doesn’t even have a decent piece of jewelry on her, oozing an air of poverty!"

Helana sneers, "No good jewelry? Haven’t you seen the two girls outside decked in gold and silver? It’s not that she doesn’t have good jewelry, she deliberately dressed plain to make her natural beauty stand out among the resplendent beauties. What a scheming mind!"

"Pah, what scheme? It’s just the cheap tactics of a seductive fox!"

Upon seeing Cai Wei’s beautiful and charming face, Zhao Yang spat out vehemently, her spittle nearly landing on Cai Wei’s face.

Cai Wei was not annoyed, she pretended to wipe her cheek and sniffed her hand, saying disgustedly, "It seems the princess’s halitosis hasn’t been cured!"

Zhao Yang furiously countered, "You wretch, when did this princess ever have halitosis? You better not slander this princess."

Cai Wei coldly replied, "Since the princess does not have halitosis, why then do your words reek so much? Could it be that you’ve been passing wind?"

"You audacious maid!"

Princess Zhao Yang was infuriated, stood up abruptly, raising her hand to slap Cai Wei. But just before her hand came down, she suddenly saw a killing glare in Cai Wei’s eyes. Those cold and ominous eyes, like knives, pierced into her, and her movements froze, as she remembered the incident a few days ago when she was dealt with by Cai Wei.

"Humph, this princess won’t stoop so low as to argue with you!"

She withdrew her hand disappointingly, sat down without confidence, and grumbled resentfully.

"Let’s see then who will have the last laugh!"

Cai Wei scoffed, "Indeed, let’s wait and see, who will be the one crying in the end?"

Seeing Cai Wei’s biting comeback, delight comes over Helana’s face.

Helana wanted to marry King Qin, and naturally she would do everything she could to curry favor with Princess Zhao Yang, King Qin’s sister. Seeing that Zhao Yang had been verbally overpowered by Cai Wei, she busily stepped in for Zhao Yang.

"Zhao Yang, you are too kind-hearted. I would say, for a slave who dares to disrespect her superiors like her, she deserves a good slap, and then thrown out of the carriage to walk the rest of the journey as a punishment."

"Who dares?"

Cai Wei raised her chin, coldly staring at Helana.

Helana was immediately taken aback. Yes, who dares to slap her? Zhao Yang didn’t dare, and she dared even less.

This woman is now Princess An Le, a Princess like her, and with the wild beast Saknu backing her, who would dare to touch her? Saknu would tear up anyone who did.

"Heh, if you don’t have the guts, don’t threaten others with empty words, lest you end up slapping your own face."

Cai Wei mocked in a cold and detached manner.

Helana, wanting to humiliate Cai Wei but failed, was instead ridiculed by her, leaving her grinding her teeth in anger, her eyes wide open in fury, and her face red and blue, then blue and purple, which was quite amusing.

Cai Wei ignored her amusing expression and casually took out a packet of five-spice sunflower seeds from her bosom and started to eat.

The best way to deal with these bully types is to fight back with the same intensity.

When the auspicious time arrived, the carriages began to move in succession.

Apart from the guards of the Imperial Forest Army leading the way, Emperor Jin Ming’s ceremonial guard led the procession, followed by Empress Mo’s and Jin Guifei’s ceremonial guards, then came the royal family relatives’ guards. Saknu, as a prince of a friendly country and soon to become the son-in-law of the Great Jin Nation, rode a horse in the ranks of the royal family relatives. After them were the officials and their families, ranked according to the size of their official position. Duke An and Du Wanqiu were among this group. If this procession was a long dragon, the royal family was the dragon’s head, while Duke An and his descendants were at most tagging along at the dragon’s tail.