"Hahahaha, I was wrong, be gentle, be gentle, hahahaha, it tickles so much." Wei Yuchen held Lin Han up to prevent her from falling, while being tickled so badly by her.
"If you keep this from me again, I won't let you off so easily." Lin Han got off Wei Yuchen's back and said to Wei Yuchen with her delicate face raised.
"No more." Wei Yuchen looked at Lin Han's small face, resisting the urge to pinch it, and answered her.
"You wait for me obediently. If you don't want to embroider the wedding dress, that's fine. I'll find an embroiderer. You don't need to worry about it." Wei Yuchen guessed that he would be returning to the country soon, so he reluctantly told Lin Han.
"Forget it, I'll do it myself. I feel more comfortable wearing clothes that I embroider myself."
Lin Han naturally chose to embroider her wedding dress herself, as it was a way to bring good luck.
Wei Yuchen looked back every three steps before finally leaving Lin Han's sight completely.
"Someone, bring me the embroidery thread," Lin Han called to the maid outside the room after Wei Yuchen left.
The maid responded from outside and then went back to fetch the embroidery thread to bring to Lin Han.
Lin Han looked at the large ball of thread in her hand and began to embroider based on the original owner's memories.
But embroidery is really exhausting, and by the end of the day, Lin Han felt like she was completely worn out.
She looked at the fabric in her hand, which only had a small pattern embroidered on it, and felt utterly dejected.
"You should rest for a while; your eyes aren't doing very well right now," Xiaomeng advised, clearly seeing the bloodshot veins in Lin Han's eyes.
Lin Han also felt her eyes were dry and uncomfortable, so she put down her embroidery thread and prepared to water her flowers before continuing her embroidery.
"Why have I seen the emperor so little lately?" Lin Han had been staying in her palace for the past few days and hadn't gone out, but she could clearly feel that she was seeing the emperor less and less often.
"The emperor seems to be quite ill lately. He hasn't been able to get out of bed for several days, and I estimate that he won't be long before he passes away." Xiao Meng told Lin Han everything she knew without holding back.
"The emperor used to be quite healthy, but now he's getting worse and worse. This makes me suspect that he might have been poisoned," Lin Han asked suspiciously, recalling the emperor's appearance in the past.
"I feel it is, but I also feel it isn't. Anyway, one of his concubines was poisoned, and then the emperor had sex with her. Over the years, she gradually became infected, and it's the kind of infection that can't be detected."
Xiao Meng read the contents of the storybook to Lin Han, while expressing her deep sorrow for the emperor's fate.
"I hope he can leave peacefully." Lin Han knew the emperor's fate well. Although she couldn't change it, she hoped he wouldn't suffer before he passed away.
Sure enough, news of the emperor's death came a little over a month later.
"Your Highness... His Majesty... has passed away!" the maid said sorrowfully to Lin Han, who was embroidering.
When Lin Han heard the maid's words, she was embroidering. Upon hearing the news, she was so distracted that she didn't even feel the needle pricking her finger.
"It's really heartbreaking," Lin Han murmured, clutching her chest and looking at the tears falling onto the fabric.
At this moment, she couldn't tell whether it was the original owner's thoughts influencing her or whether she was truly very sad; she had no idea.
"Your Highness, please accept my condolences." The maid comforted Lin Han, seeing her tears falling continuously.
"You may leave. I will be alone for a while," Lin Han said calmly, waving away the maids.
The maid looked up and, seeing that Lin Han's expression was normal, slowly withdrew.
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