Luo Lan just chuckled and looked at her with his bright eyes, "Maybe he won't die?"
Hearing this, Concubine Chang was stunned for a moment, then sighed.
"well!"
She raised her handkerchief and seemed to wipe the corner of her eyes.
"His condition is far worse than you imagined, but I'm relieved that you can be mentally prepared in advance. I don't want the woman who marries him to spend all day in this palace trying to commit suicide, so I said these words to you. I see that you are a sensible child. If you are willing, you can get married tomorrow."
tomorrow?
It was a little fast, but she didn't care. She had already entered the palace, so what did it matter if they got married someday?
So my aunt happily went home with the 1,000 taels of silver reward, and Shui Luolan stayed in the palace.
In just one night, she would become the bride of the dying man, perhaps a bride who would not even have to enter a bridal chamber.
Thinking of this, she picked up the flower petals in the bathtub with her hands and blew them off with her mouth, repeating this over and over again. She felt that life was just like this. The day before, she was still working day and night in her medical position, and today, she was about to become a princess who knew how many years away from the era she lived in.
After taking a shower, she prepared to have a good sleep. The bed in this palace was so comfortable. Even the quilt was no different from the silk quilt she had slept with in her previous life. However, the old wounds on her body were still there and it hurt a little. If she hadn't applied the red cream, she didn't know how she would sleep that night.
As the early morning light had just shone into the room, she felt someone coming in and out of the room, and then someone came to call her.
"Princess, Princess..."
After just one night, she became a princess?
She opened her sleepy eyes and glanced at the girl who called her, "What's wrong?"
"Princess, it's time to get up. Today is your big day, and the prince is waiting."
There was resentment in the girl's eyes. Luo Lan knew that even this little girl sympathized with her.
She chuckled and nodded, slowly sitting up in bed, "What's your name?"
The girl replied coldly:
"My name is Ruyi. Concubine Chang ordered me to serve the princess. From now on, the princess can call me if she needs anything."
It turned out that it was someone arranged by Concubine Chang. It seems that she is still worried about herself.
But Luo Lan didn't care. After she got up, she let the girls wash and dress her up.
Today's ceremony of conferring the title of princess was particularly simple. Apart from a few pieces of red silk in the mansion, there was nothing else, not even a single guest. She felt sad in her heart that people had forgotten about the prince after he had left. This prince must be a dying man, and he would not want anyone to come to congratulate him. Even his biological father, the emperor, and his biological mother, Concubine Chang, did not come.
She didn't even have a veil, but was sent to the prince's room by several maids in her wedding dress.
Along the way, Luo Lan looked around. Although this palace was spacious, it was sparsely populated. It seemed that there were not as many servants in the house as in other princes and nobles.
But it’s no wonder. What’s the use of having more servants for a dying person?
Before entering the door, Ruyi raised her eyebrows slightly and said with a sneer:
"Princess, Concubine Chang has instructed that once you enter this door, there will be no room for regret. Of course, she will not treat you and your family unfairly."
From this sentence, Luo Lan could feel that the prince in the room must be extraordinary, otherwise Ruyi would not have said such words. It seemed that there was no turning back for her now. Even if she regretted it, it was too late.
Luo Lan just chuckled, her eyes filled with an unfathomable depth and tranquility.
She was ready to face anything, even if the person inside was ugly and as ferocious as a monster.
She ignored Ruyi and pushed the door open. As soon as she stepped in, the door was closed by someone, as if the people outside were afraid that she would run away.
She did not look back at the door that completely separated her from freedom, but looked up at the strange room.
The overall design of the room was low-key and elegant, except for the hollow carved window that shone onto the table, and the dust on it was clearly visible. Although there was a faint scent of sandalwood in the room, it was masked by another strange smell.
After moving a few steps inside, she saw a large bed with exquisite carvings. The bed seemed a little messy, and the person on the bed was as silent as death, as if he didn't notice her coming in.
Luo Lan held her breath, and when she was some distance away from the bed, she bowed softly.
"Your Majesty, I am Shui Luolan, your princess."
There was no sound, no echo, not even a gasp.
She suddenly felt a little scared. Could her fate be so tragic? She had just married into the family, and this prince had already passed away?
Thinking of this, she bit her lips tightly, trying to calm her nervous heart, and then slowly walked towards the bed.
When she saw the person on the bed clearly, she covered her mouth in surprise.
Could he still be called a human? His face was pale and gaunt, with some ulcers on the left side of his face. His eyes were tightly closed, and his entire body was emaciated and collapsed. Although he could be heard breathing faintly, he looked no different from a dead person.
The prince's condition was far worse than she had imagined. She steadied her breathing and asked in a low voice:
"Your Majesty..."
There was still no response, but she could feel the prince's fingers moving, which seemed to indicate that he was still conscious.
She took a few steps closer and suddenly smelled a strange smell, like the smell of human feces. Could it be?
She frowned in astonishment and slowly lifted the brocade quilt covering him. Only then did she realize that his lower body was naked and there was something dirty underneath him. What was even more serious was that the muscles at the base of his thighs had festered.
Seeing all this, she hurried to the door. When she opened the door and saw Ruyi and the girls, her anger immediately rose and she asked them directly,
"Where are the people who take care of her? Why don't they change his sheets? Why don't they wipe his body?"
The girls lowered their heads and covered their mouths. Ruyi stepped forward nonchalantly and replied:
"In reply to your question, Princess, there are only these maids in the mansion. They are only responsible for cleaning outside the courtyard. It is not convenient for them to serve the prince closely, so I asked the princess to come. From now on, the prince will trouble the princess to serve him."
Luo Lan looked at her in astonishment, his brows shifting as he pointed at his nose and questioned,
"You said... let me serve the prince's excrement and urine? What do you servants do? Did you marry a princess or a maid?"
Ruyi snorted and said coldly again:
"I just told you to be mentally prepared. If the prince's condition wasn't so dire, there would be so many people vying to become his consort. How could it be your turn? To tell you the truth, Concubine Chang also knows that the prince's life is coming to an end and has already arranged his funeral affairs, so Princess, please take care of yourself."
After saying this, Ruyi waved to the maids around her. Those maids looked at Luo Lan with pity, then covered their mouths and lowered their heads in silence.
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