Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress

She knew the old man's temper. The two most troubling things in his life were that the Mei family betrayed him; the other was the death of his beloved concubines. If the old man knew that these things would be What she did, she couldn't imagine what the consequences would be!

She didn't dare to think about such an outcome, let alone gamble. Although she was suffocating and angry in the face of the threat, she couldn't think of any other way except compromise.

"Yue'er, there is a difference between superiority and inferiority. Wei Yatou is the princess now. I won't tolerate your presumption and you won't back down!"

"But, grandma, she..."

"Shut up! Back off!"

Mrs. Wang pointed to the door, with irresistible majesty in her eyes.

Du Wanyue stamped her feet, gritted her teeth, and turned around angrily and left.

Caiwei glanced at Mrs. Wang coldly and said softly: "It's getting late, so I won't disturb the old lady's rest. I hope the old lady won't let me down tomorrow morning. "

After saying that, without waiting for the old lady to speak, she left.

Mrs. Wang sat slumped on the couch, crumbling, as if the sky had fallen.

Someone had taken control of her. From now on, her dignified Mrs. An Guo would be controlled by others, and moreover, she would be controlled by the granddaughter of a woman she despised the most. How could this make her feel so embarrassed?

While he was in pain, Huamei suddenly came in and reported: "Old madam, the general's wife has arrived with Miss Ruizhu and is waiting at the Champs Elysees."

"Okay, I'll go right now----"

Mrs. Wang gathered her energy and stood up, holding Huamei's hand, and slowly walked towards the Lotus Champs.

Caiwei left Songhe Hall and returned to her Changchun Garden leisurely. At this moment, Huanqiu had returned and was playing with a birdcage in the yard. There was a pure white pigeon in the birdcage.

"Miss!"

Seeing Caiwei, she called Qiu Blessed, then turned around and went back to playing with her birdcage.

"Is he gone?"

Caiwei walked over and asked seemingly unintentionally.

"Well, let's go!"

Huanqiu gave a simple answer, then lowered his head and continued to feed the pigeons water without saying another word.

Caiwei waited for a long time, but she didn't see any intention to continue, so she had to bite the bullet and asked: "Uh... is he okay? Did he give everything to him? Did he say anything?" ?"

Huanqiu said calmly: "Everything is fine with the master, and the things were handed over to him. The master didn't say anything. He only left the carrier pigeon for the young lady. If the lady has anything to say to the master, let the carrier pigeon help you pass it." Believe it!"

"Oh, that's how it is!"

Caiwei looked at the white homing pigeon, the corners of her mouth turned up inadvertently, and her porcelain white face was stained with a faint blush.

"Miss, it's time to give you a massage!"

Aunt Dou came out at some point, looked at Caiwei with a blushing face and a shy smile, and reminded her.

Caiwei quickly put away her expression and touched her slightly hot cheek, looking slightly embarrassed.

"Aunt Dou, my lower abdomen no longer hurts. There is no need to massage it anymore!"

Aunt Dou smiled and said, "I am not here to help girls treat dysmenorrhea. My master has orders."

As he spoke, he leaned close to Caiweidao's ear and whispered a few words, which made Caiwei blush. She gritted her teeth and said, "This shameless bastard!"

Aunt Dou smiled and said, "Master is doing this for the girl's own good. Please follow me into the house quickly."

Caiwei hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice: "Aunt Dou, does massage really work?"