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

"Brother Wen, do you think, Older Sister will keep talking to Sister Xiang Yun about the time to return to the palace?"


Wu'er was lying on top of the fake mountain, looking at the graceful figure in the pavilion below, and eagerly asked Wen'er.


Wen'er lifted his head, glanced at the pavilion again, and let out a sigh with the demeanor of a little adult, "Who knows? Sister Xiang Yun really should… Older Sister just came back for a short visit, and she doesn't even leave us some time to enjoy her company…"


"Young Masters, come down quickly. Climbing so high, the Old Master and Madam will be displeased if they find out!"


Below the fake mountain, a beautiful boy dressed like an eight or nine-year-old scholar looked up and pleaded with the two little masters on the mountain.


This boy was the one Cai Wei had picked up from the street, the one who had been beaten by the bun selling vendor.


Chapter 1133: If You Don't Seek Death, You Won't Die (3)