Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress

Caiwei walked directly into Queen Mo's palace and saw that the palace was like a sea of ​​flowers, full of flowers, extremely gorgeous. Dozens of pots of strange flowers were placed everywhere in the palace, competing for beauty and blooming.

In the curtains embroidered with hundreds of birds facing the phoenix, Queen Mo was sleeping deeply on the carved sandalwood couch. Under the dim yellow horn lamp, there were actually two lines of shallow tears on her cold and beautiful cheeks, as if she had just been there. It's normal to cry.

Can such a hard-hearted and cold-faced woman still cry?

Caiwei curled her lips, as if she saw Ah Crocodile's tears, and turned around to look through her dressing table.

"Yi'er..."

On the couch, there was suddenly a low murmur.

Caiwei paused, turned around stiffly, and looked at the couch warily, only to see that Queen Mo was still sleeping deeply, with no sign of waking up.

Phew, talking in sleep, scared the baby to death, Caiwei patted her chest and let out a long breath.

"Quick...run..."

On the couch, Queen Mo was murmuring, and two lines of clear tears flowed from her eyes, crying like a child...

For a moment, Caiwei's heart was touched. She stared blankly at the queen who was showing her true feelings on the couch, not knowing what to do.

She didn't expect that the queen would have such a fragile side, or in other words, her nature was like this. Her indifference and ruthlessness were just disguises to protect and wrap her fragile heart!

It must be true. Thinking back to the time when she wanted to bring Nangong Yi back, she even cut her wrists and wrote a blood-filled letter in a eloquent way. Her loving mother's heart can be learned from all the world.

Suddenly, Caiwei suddenly felt that Queen Mo was not so hateful. Although she had plotted against her, as a mother who loved her son dearly, her behavior could only be regarded as a kind of protection for her son.

She could not help him in his great cause, and once he failed to inherit the throne, he would face the end of being wiped out, so Queen Mo had to reject her and had to try her best to promote the marriage between her son and Li Ruizhu in order to protect his integrity!

Thinking back to the time when she allowed Nangong Yi to fight Tianjizi, the queen did not kill her. It can be seen that the queen's heart is not as vicious as she appears on the surface. However, the contradiction between them cannot be adjusted, and it is still The constant sublimation makes the relationship between them more and more intense!

Facing those exquisite furniture, gorgeous cloths, rare antiques, and expensive jewelry, Caiwei suddenly lost interest in plundering. She tiptoed out of the queen's palace and walked outside the Jade Kun Palace.

"Master, so fast?"

The parrot fluttered on top of Caiwei's head with its round belly.

"Um----"

Caiwei said vaguely: "Let's go back!"

"What, you're not going to Zhaoyang Palace?"

The parrot protested: "There are many good things in Zhaoyang Palace!"

Caiwei said calmly: "I won't go, let's talk about it later."

Changmei looked sad: "Master, you promise to find me delicious food..."

Caiwei touched its round monkey head and said comfortingly: "We will go back later, and I will go to space to cook you a delicacy that you have never eaten before."

"Great, great, Master, what delicious food are you going to give us?"

Caiwei opened her mouth, smiled, and spit out three words - numb, spicy, hot!

Changmei and Ying Ge don’t know what ‘Mala Tang’ is, but they know that the things their master makes are very strange and delicious.

Therefore, after the owner said the three words "Mala Tang", they began to look forward to this unknown thing.

After dodging all the way, Caiwei returned to Qingfang Garden safely. As soon as she returned to her west room, she immediately entered the space and started making spicy hotpot.

Caiwei has always had a critical attitude towards this snack, which became popular in later generations.

There is no doubt about the taste of Malatang, but Caiwei has always been skeptical about its hygienic conditions.

Therefore, she, who has always been mysophobic and loves to eat spicy hotpot, started to try making spicy hotpot on her own. After trying N times, she actually succeeded.

The bone soup Malatang she makes is made from pig bones, Chinese herbal medicines such as grass fruits, cloves, and amomum villosum are added, as well as mushrooms, scallops and other raw materials to make a high-purity, original base. The Malatang produced here tastes good, the color of the dishes is beautiful, and the smell is rich and aromatic. It is much more delicious than those sold outside.

She had never done it once in this world. It was only when she saw those fresh and tender vegetables in the space that she suddenly had the idea of ​​making a bowl of spicy hotpot.