The wedding originally scheduled for March 3rd was suddenly moved forward to the 15th day of the first lunar month, which is 12 days later. When Lin Xiaoman received this notice, she was absolutely stunned.
It's so fucking sudden.
Her legs aren't healed yet!
After some thought, Lin Xiaoman guessed that the border situation was out of control, and Emperor Wu Sheng was anxious, thinking that Prince Qing would be sent to guard the border. However, the old man was clearly worried that letting the man go would be like letting a tiger return to the mountain, so...what did this have to do with marriage?
Are they going to let her play a game of Infernal Affairs?
Or, kill her directly, then throw the dirty water on Prince Qing, take the opportunity to deprive him of his military power, or even have him buried alive with her?
Or, wait until she gives birth to a son, then kill Prince Qing and take over the military power in the name of the young prince?
…
Lin Xiaoman had many conspiracies in her mind. Anyway, her situation was very bad. The old emperor used her as a tool to deal with Prince Qing, and the bastard Prince Qing wanted her life.
Why.
The beautiful life is coming to an end.
Because the wedding was brought forward, the imperial concubine sent her confidante, Madam Liu, to help Lin Xiaoman prepare the relevant items for the wedding.
She was busy with all kinds of things during the day, and when it was late at night and everyone was asleep, Lin Xiaoman hid between the layers of bed curtains and took out her little silver needle.
This was what Lin Xiaoman took from the imperial physician who treated her.
Give yourself acupuncture to speed up the recovery process.
Originally, Lin Xiaoman wanted to recover at a normal speed according to the medical skills of the imperial physician here, but now plans cannot keep up with changes, and the leg must recover as soon as possible.
Although she is a martial arts expert, it is inconvenient for her to fight because of her broken bones.
Prince Qing's Mansion is definitely a den of wolves and tigers. The bastard man will definitely do something to her, and maybe the bastard emperor will also do something to her. She might die on the first day she enters Prince Qing's Mansion, so she must be fully prepared.
She was a little panicked, but she should be able to keep calm.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the fifteenth day of the first lunar month is here.
On the day of the wedding, early in the morning before dawn, a large group of palace maids, led by Madam Liu, filed in, and Lin Xiaoman's not-so-big Qinglan Palace suddenly became crowded.
Lin Xiaoman got up resignedly. After washing up, she was not given a single bite of food. Someone helped her sit in front of the dressing mirror and she began to put on makeup and dress up.
Although there were not as many cosmetics as in modern times, makeup in ancient times was also very complicated, and combing hair was even more complicated.
Lin Xiaoman let the palace maids torment her, with fear, longing, confusion, and joy on her face... anyway, she was acting as a timid girl waiting to get married.
While maintaining her personal image on the surface, Lin Xiaoman kept glancing at her jewelry out of the corner of her eyes.
Although everything from the palace has its mark, the gold hairpins, gold hairpins, and gold step-shakes must be made of gold. Especially her phoenix crown, it is so big and golden!
After it melts, it turns into gold, and who knows where it comes from!
This is all money!
etc……
Could it be that the clothes that the Black Widow bought for the Imperial Concubine were inferior gold-plated goods?
Thinking of this, Lin Xiaoman felt so bad. She was so poor. Apart from the rewards that she could only look at but not sell, she only had eighteen taels of silver in her own pocket.
Yes, that’s right, eighteen taels.
She is a princess, but her private money is not as much as that of her maids!
It’s simply…it’s not something that can be described by the word “poor”, it must be poor, poor, poor!
She didn't know whether the Prince Qing's Mansion was rich or not, and she didn't know how much inheritance she could inherit after becoming the Princess of Qing.
After nearly two hours of hard work, Lin Xiaoman's styling was finally completed.
With the help of the blurry brass mirror, Lin Xiaoman estimated that she must be a little beauty.
After several generations of genetic evolution, Emperor Wu Sheng was definitely handsome and dignified when he was young. If her biological mother, the palace maid, was not beautiful, would Emperor Wu Sheng be interested in her and have a one-night stand with her?
A handsome man and a beautiful woman, the child born will definitely not be bad.
Alas, beautiful women have always had a short life.
Because Lin Xiaoman had nothing to do, he could only sit upright and act like a good boy, but the brain cells in his head couldn't help but jump around.
While I was daydreaming, I heard the noisy joy and the cacophony of voices, and someone was coming.
The imperial concubine arrived at the scene with the princesses, surrounded by a group of eunuchs and palace maids.
The Imperial Noble Consort acted like an elder and said a few words as if she were a leader. Then, those fake sisters who had no sisterhood at all in their daily lives congratulated her insincerely as if they were good sisters.
The atmosphere at the scene was harmonious and joyful.
Not long after, a eunuch came to report that Prince Qing's wedding procession would be arriving soon.
Sure enough, we arrived very quickly.
Then the prince came in.
The crown prince, the queen's son, was said to have been made the crown prince by Emperor Wu Sheng when he was born. More than 30 years later, he was still the crown prince.
Although the prince is her brother, he looks more like an uncle. Judging from his appearance, the prince looks quite honest, but inside... Anyway, whether the prince wants to usurp the throne or not is none of her business.
Lin Xiaoman was well-behaved throughout the whole process. She was carried out of the door by the prince and then got into the gorgeous sedan chair.
The imperial concubine rode in a phoenix chariot, the prince rode on a horse, and there were ceremonial officials, palace maids, eunuchs, and guards... The lineup of the wedding procession was simply magnificent.
The procession coming to welcome the bride was equally grand.
The two parties joined together and began to move towards the palace gate.
Because of the distance and the layers of veil, Lin Xiaoman couldn't see what Prince Qing looked like. He only saw a pool of red, which was particularly festive.
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