Youngest Fifth Daughter 

Once upon a time-travel leap, Mu Caiwei, the gold-medal bodyguard, turned into a poor peasant girl, Mu Caiwei, who starved to death.
With nothing to their name, and an empty rice vat, facing a skinny, malnourished mother and a bunch of hungry younger siblings, Mu Caiwei rolled up her sleeves and shouted, "Sister's going to get rich!"
Although she had followed a proud and aloof path in her past life, times were now different.
At the small stall, Mu Caiwei donned an apron, zealously crying out, "Fried skewers, fried skewers, all kinds of fried skewers…”
In the fabric store, Mu Caiwei expertly worked the abacus, "This Q version of damask should be sold for fifty taels of silver a piece…”
……
Soon, the people of the Great Jin Nation knew that the richest person in the Great Jin was not only a stunning, young girl, but also a generous and philanthropic individual!
Mu Caiwei couldn't dream that she received a miracle — a magical space, by simply carrying out a few random acts of charity!
She also received an extremely “embarrassing” — predestined marriage!
In a nutshell: The stunning transition from poverty-stricken peasant girl to Empress!
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Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress

Just as she was thinking, suddenly a loud wailing erupted from outside the carriage, a chaotic mix of curses, the sound of horse hooves, and mournful cries.


Cai Wei heard the commotion and lifted the curtain again to look outside.


Not far away on the stone-paved road, a group of yamen runners on tall horses escorted five or six haggard-looking men, shouting and scolding as they went. The escort leader Zhang Biaotou, whom she had seen last night, was now walking in shackles at the front, his already pale face now even more gaunt. His reddened eyes swept back at intervals, revealing a look of unbearable sorrow.


Behind them, a frail old woman with white hair stumbled along, her mouth shrieking non-stop, "My poor son..."


The old woman's features were withered and gaunt, her body on the verge of collapse, her voice a heart-wrenching keening wail that stirred compassion in all who heard it.


Chapter 225: Young Master Huo's sweetheart (3)_1