Transmigrated as the Treacherous Official's Childhood Sweetheart-Chapter 275: The Queen Mother of the West

Ye Zhi styled her hair in a phoenix bun, adorned with the Sun Eternal Zither Book Hairpin and the Green Snow Containing Fragrance Hairpin. She wore the White Jade Eight Treasure Pearl Embroidery in apricot color, a White Jade Exquisite Waist Pendant, and Red Treasure Gold Pearl Earrings. Her feet were in embroidered shoes, and her face was embellished with festive makeup, exuding a radiant allure.

The only discrepancy with her status was the plate of small crispy crucian carp she held...

The maids and cooks behind were still busy, indicating there were many dishes yet to be served.

The hall presented a bustling, joyous, and serene family scene, as if celebrating a happy occasion~

Ye Zhi revealed a flattering smile: "Mother, you look beautiful today, reminiscent of the Queen Mother of the West."

The Queen Mother of the West. An esteemed goddess in ancient mythology.

"The Book of Diverse Records" also describes: There is a peach tree in the Jade Pool that bears fruit every three thousand years. In heaven and earth, within the three realms and beyond, all women who attain immortality are under the jurisdiction of the Queen Mother of the West.

Ye Zhi placed the jade plate on the table, smiling as she glanced at her younger daughter: "How could I compare to the Queen Mother of the West? This child speaks nonsense."

The amusement in her eyes suggested otherwise.

The feast today was mainly prepared for Lu He. Having been at the Ye Mansion for several days, she had not yet formally attended a welcome meal.

For significant people and events, Ye Zhi always preferred to enjoy a hearty meal to feel at ease.

Her daughter had returned from the academy, leaving kitchen affairs to the cooks and maids, and she did not intervene~

Her fingers would not touch spring water, and the so-called cooking herself was merely instructing the cooks alongside the kitchen...

Xiao Ah Zhi was not present, thinking it was her mother’s handiwork.

"Mother, you have worked hard, making so many dishes."

She extended her slender and soft hand to clasp her mother’s delicate hand, offering comfort.

Oh, why is there not a hint of oil?

She turned the hand over, still finding none...

Alright!

Now she understood what the so-called cooking entailed...

It took the maids in the mansion no time to arrange the dishes neatly.

A large round table was set with more than ten dishes, featuring the eight major cuisines, each with countless renowned dishes, all distinctly enticing.

The dishes on the table were well-known ones from the eight major cuisines~

Old Mrs. Ye, due to the altercation involving the Eldest Prince last time, held a rift in her heart toward her eldest son and daughter-in-law, refused to come despite being invited, and remarked coldly: As one who reveres Buddha, I am not suited for lavish feasts, so I won’t partake.

Normally, Old Mrs. Ye’s meals were not vegetarian despite her devotion to Buddha~

The refusal was clear...

Ye Zhi had no choice but to reluctantly give up.

When she first arrived, her mother-in-law had often made things difficult for her, favoring the second and third daughters-in-law. As time went on, it became easier, and now it wasn’t so bad.

Whatever the mother-in-law does is her concern, Ye Zhi knows what she must do as the eldest daughter-in-law.

Father Ye, as the host, stroked his beard and nodded, greeting everyone: "Come, come, everyone, please take a seat."

Everyone enthusiastically took their seats.

Lu He, with a joyful expression, her graceful brows complementing her cheerful eyes, cheeks rosy like pink clouds, walked gracefully to the Eldest Young Master and pushed his wheelchair forward~

An elm chair held a scarred-faced man, pushed with two large wheels softly clattering.

The slight noise drew attention~

The room fell silent for a moment...

All gazes were fixed on the man in the wheelchair, with expressions of pity, sympathy, and regret upon seeing his face and legs.

Zhao Jun lowered his gaze, his breathing slightly softened, his once relaxed expression turned tense.