Within three days, Lan Yuning had lost a lot of weight. She used to be like a willow in the wind, but now she could only be described as a catkin floating in the wind.
She didn't have a very voluptuous and beautiful appearance to begin with, and being too thin made her look even more miserable, with no beauty at all.
The Duchess of England felt sorry for her and would come to sit with her from time to time to comfort her.
"Yu Ning, your marriage to Prince Rong is a done deal and cannot be changed. You know how harsh the world is these days. If you don't marry, you won't even be able to save your life!"
She held Lan Yuning's hand with red eyes, and it was obvious that she was feeling bad too.
Lan Yuning glanced at her and shook her head gently: "Mother, I understand everything you said. I just can't accept it for the time being. If it was anyone else, it would be fine, but it has to be Prince Rong."
"Prince Rong..." Lady Yingguo sighed as she recalled Prince Rong's reputation. "He's a bit of a playboy, but it's not a big deal for a man to be lustful. Even if he wasn't, as a prince, he couldn't possibly live with just one wife and one concubine."
Speaking of this, the Duke of Ying's wife actually touched upon her sad past. She said with a hint of resentment, "Look at your father. A Duke of Ying already has so many beautiful women in his backyard. Prince Rong will definitely have more, not less. But lust has its advantages. Yu Ning is so beautiful. Wouldn't it be easy for her to win Prince Rong's heart?"
Lan Yuning frowned when she heard this. "Mother, do you want your daughter to use her beauty to please someone else? How long can you use your beauty to please someone else? When he gets tired of her, won't he just turn around and dote on someone else?"
"Silly child, you've never been married before, so you don't understand." The Duchess of England said earnestly, "First, win her over with your beauty. Once you get pregnant and give birth to a son, you'll have established yourself. What will you be afraid of then? Your husband's favor is only temporary. Only your child is the foundation of your life."
Lan Yuning disagreed. With Prince Rong being like him, how good could the child he gave birth to be?
But... she was silent for a moment and thought about it. What her mother said was not wrong. With the child, her position would be stable. Even if the princess married into the family in the future, she would not be able to do anything to her.
But she was still unwilling to accept it. The future of Prince Rong was clear at a glance. He would surely die if he faced Prince Ming. Wouldn't she end up with the same miserable fate as in her previous life?
These people seemed to dote on her, but when Prince Rong really fell, they wouldn't even look at her, for fear of being implicated.
Thinking of this, the touch she had just felt disappeared. She looked at the kind face of the Duchess of England, and her heart gradually calmed down.
Seeing that she was just staring at her without saying anything, the lady wasn't sure what she was thinking. She assumed she was still unhappy, so she changed her words to comfort her, "Yes, Prince Rong is inferior to Prince Ming, and your sister... Lan Shuang is also inferior to you." She looked around and lowered her voice, "But Prince Ming is unlucky. I heard from your father and others that he won't live long."
"What?" Lan Yuning was stunned and looked at the Duke of England in surprise: "How could it be? Wasn't it fine before?"
The Duke of Ying glanced at her and sighed, "The Emperor personally sent the imperial physician to see him, how could it be false?"
"Haven't you noticed that Prince Ming hasn't gone out in the past few days? The Emperor has specifically ordered him to recuperate in his mansion."
"But..." Lan Yuning was incredulous. "How long can he live?"
The lady held up the index finger of her left hand and said, "No more than a year."
"Hiss—" Lan Yuning sucked in a breath of cold air, and her hand holding the handkerchief dropped, accidentally knocking over the teacup on the small table.
With a "pop" sound.
"Ma'am, be careful!"
The maids came over in a hurry to wipe the clothes of the Duke of England. The Duke of England also frowned: "Yu Ning, what's wrong with you?"
Lan Yuning came back to her senses. "Sorry, Mom. I was just so shocked that I lost my focus. Can I take you back?"
"Oh, forget it. Just have a good rest. Mom will come to see you in the evening."
"good."
Lan Yuning watched her leave while the other maids cleaned up the broken porcelain pieces on the floor. She stood in a corner of the room and watched quietly, but her thoughts had drifted far away.
How could the Ming King die so soon?
There are still two years left before his death in his previous life, so he can live for at least two more years.
But how could the imperial physician make a mistake? What went wrong here?
Lan Yuning bit her lower lip. The words of the Duke of England and the performance of King Ming flashed before her eyes one by one. No matter what, she had made a fool of herself in front of King Ming time and time again. Not only did she not leave a good impression on him, but she also caused the poison to attack him, and he was afraid that he wanted to kill herself.
Lan Shuang obviously knew his plan and would only be his enemy in the future.
Her dream of marrying into the Ming Palace had basically become a luxury.
Lan Yuning gradually calmed down. No, she couldn't just sit there and wait for death. Prince Rong was not without a chance to turn things around. After all, he was still the emperor's son. As long as she helped him, she would definitely succeed!
She knew so much about her past life, and as long as she made good use of it, it would not be a problem to overthrow Ming Wang.
"Yes, instead of waiting to die, it is better to strike first!" Lan Yuning clenched the handkerchief in her hand.
She suddenly spoke up, startling the maids. "Miss, what are you talking about?"
Lan Yuning was shocked and realized that she had accidentally said what was in her heart.
She pretended to be calm and waved her hands and said, "It's nothing, I just had some insights after listening to what my mother said. I'm going to the kitchen to see if there is anything to eat. I'm hungry and need to eat."
"yes."
…
Lan Yuning suddenly shook off her previous decadence, ate on time every day, and dressed up well. Her energy and spirit were restored. On the day of her wedding, she was in great shape. Although she was a little nervous, her flaws outweighed her merits and she was still very beautiful.
Madam Quanfu and a group of maids crowded into the room, helping her put on makeup and praising her constantly.
"Miss, you are so beautiful today. If the prince saw you, he would definitely lose his soul."
"It's not an exaggeration to say that she is a fairy descending to earth, especially this wedding dress, it really suits the young lady's skin tone."
Lan Yuning glanced at the wedding dress hanging on the side and couldn't help but smile, "Really?"
"Yes, Miss, your skin is fair and tender, and you look best in red."
Lan Yuning lowered her eyes, feeling somewhat pleased with herself.
Even if she is a concubine, so what? Can't she still wear a red wedding dress?
Lan Shuang, let’s wait and see.
…
After Lan Yuning dressed up, she put on the phoenix crown and carried the love fan as she went out. Her maid helped her to bid farewell to the Duke of Yingguo and his wife. The Duke of Yingguo was a little sentimental but said nothing more. He only said, "After you marry, you must serve Prince Rong wholeheartedly. You will rise and fall together, but don't forget that this is your mother's home."
Lan Yuning nodded: "Yes, daughter understands."
"Yu Ning..." The Duchess of England cried sincerely. She took Lan Yuning's hand, took off her favorite pair of red jade bracelets and put them on her hands.
"I don't have anything good to give you. This is what your grandmother gave me when I got married. I'm passing it on to you now. I hope you have many children and good fortune."
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