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Chapter 641 Cannon fodder Princess 8
The big wedding, which was originally scheduled for March 12rd, was suddenly brought forward to the [-]th day of the first lunar month, that is, [-] days later. Lin Xiaoman was absolutely stunned when he received this notice.

It was so sudden.

Her legs are not good!

Turning his head and pondering for a while, Lin Xiaoman reckoned that the border was uncertain, and Emperor Wu Sheng was anxious, because he wanted King Qing to guard the border.But, the old man was obviously worried that if he let him go, he would go back to the mountain, so... what does this have to do with getting married?
Is it to let her play an Infernal Affairs?

Or, kill her directly, and then pour dirty water on King Qing, taking the opportunity to reduce his military power, or even let him be buried directly?
Or, when she gave birth to a son, she would directly kill King Qing and gather military power in the name of the young son?
……

Lin Xiaoman thought up a lot of conspiracies, anyway, she was in a very bad situation, the old emperor used her as a tool to deal with King Qing, and King Qing wanted her life.

Hey.

The good life is coming to an end.

Because the wedding was ahead of schedule, the imperial concubine sent her confidant, Madam Liu, to help Lin Xiaoman prepare related items for the wedding.

During the day, he was busy with all kinds of things, and at night when the night was quiet, Lin Xiaoman hid under the layers of bed curtains, and took out his little silver needle.

Lin Xiaoman got it from the imperial physician who treated her.

Give yourself a needle 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 the plan can't keep up with the changes, and this leg must be recovered as soon as possible.

Although she is strong in martial arts, but with the defull state of fracture, it is inconvenient to fight.

Prince Qing's Mansion, that is definitely a dragon pool and a tiger's lair, the dog man will definitely do something to her, maybe the dog emperor will do something to her, maybe she will die on the first day she enters the Qing Palace, so you must be fully prepared.

A little flustered, but she should be able to hold on.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the fifteenth day of the first lunar month will arrive.

On the day of the wedding, before dawn in the early morning, a large group of courtiers headed by Nanny Liu rushed in, and Lin Xiaoman's not-so-big Qinglan Palace suddenly became crowded.

Lin Xiaoman climbed up resignedly. After washing up, she didn't eat a bite of food. She was helped to sit in front of the vanity mirror, and then began to make up.

Although there are not so many modern cosmetics, ancient makeup is also very cumbersome, and even more cumbersome is combing hair.

Letting the maids toss about, Lin Xiaoman's face was full of fear, longing, bewilderment, and joy... Anyway, he was acting as a timid girl who was going to be married.

On the surface, he maintained the human design, but Lin Xiaoman kept glancing at his jewelry from the corner of his eye.

Although everything that comes out of the palace has a mark, but the gold hairpin and the gold hairpin are golden steps, it must be gold.Especially her phoenix crown, the boss is so golden!

After melting, it turns into gold, who knows where it came from!

It's all money!

and many more……

The black heart of the imperial concubine, the outfits bought for her, shouldn't they be shoddy gold-plated goods?
Thinking of this, Lin Xiaoman just felt so bad, she was so poor, except for those rewards that could only be seen and could not be sold, her own private money was only 18 taels of silver.

Yes, that's right, 18 taels.

She is a dignified princess, and her private money is not as much as her own maid!
Simply... poor is not a word to describe it, it must be poor!
I don't know if Prince Qing's mansion is rich or not. After she becomes Princess Qing, she doesn't know how much inheritance she can inherit.

After nearly two hours of tossing, Lin Xiaoman's shape is finally ready.

With that fuzzy brass mirror, Lin Xiaoman reckoned that he should be a little beauty.

After several generations of genetic evolution, Emperor Wu Sheng was definitely handsome and handsome when he was young, and if her mother-in-law was not beautiful, could Emperor Wu Sheng have a crush on her and have a good night with her?
A handsome guy and a beautiful girl are born, they will definitely not be bad.

Hey, since ancient times, beauty is so unlucky.

Lin Xiaoman, who had nothing to do, could only sit upright and be a good baby, the brain cells in his brain couldn't help but jump around alive and well.

In the midst of wild thoughts, noisy joy, noisy human voices, someone is coming.

The imperial concubine and the princesses arrived at the scene surrounded by a group of eunuchs and court ladies.

The imperial concubine corrected her posture as an elder, and the leader generally said a few words, and then those plastic sisters who usually had no sisterhood at all, congratulated her one by one hypocritically as if they were good sisters.

The atmosphere of the whole scene was harmonious and beaming.

Not long after, a eunuch came to report, and King Qing's welcoming team arrived soon.

Sure enough, it will arrive soon.

Then the prince came in.

The prince, the queen's son, was said to have been established as a prince by Emperor Wu Sheng when he was born, and after more than 30 years, he is still a prince.

Although the prince is her older brother, he looks more like an uncle. Judging by his appearance alone, the prince looks quite honest, but inside... Anyway, whether the prince wants to usurp the throne is none of her business.

Lin Xiaoman was obedient the whole time, the prince carried him out the door, and then got into the gorgeous sedan chair.

The imperial concubine rides on a phoenix chariot, the prince rides a horse, court officials, court ladies, eunuchs, bodyguards... the lineup of sending off the relatives is only a mighty one.

The team that came to welcome the relatives was equally mighty.

The two sides converged and started heading towards the palace gate.

Because of the distance and the layers of gauze, Lin Xiaoman couldn't see what King Qing looked like, only a lump of red, which was very festive.

Without that feeling of jitteriness, Lin Xiaoman reckoned that it was unlikely that King Qing was the one who opened it, and that this guy was more likely to be the Son of the Dao of Heaven.

Maybe this world still has a heroine who travels through or is reborn.

After walking out of the palace for a while, Lin Xiaoman saw a crowd of ordinary people, all of whom stretched their necks and waited eagerly, as if watching a national treasure panda in a zoo.

Just like a star chasing scene, the dense crowd, if not for the Imperial Forest Army to maintain order, the whole street might be blocked.

While the huge procession was advancing, the maids on both sides spilled handfuls of copper coins from time to time, and the common people scrambled to grab the happy coins, and the sound of cheers and blessings was as loud as mountains and seas.

"The princess is a thousand years old, a thousand years old!"

"The prince of the God of War is mighty!"

"King Qing's martial arts!"

"Congratulations to the king and princess, happy marriage for a hundred years, and a precious son!"

……

Lin Xiaoman listened carefully to the shouts of the crowd, and then he knew it.

Well, this King Qing is very famous among the people, no wonder the old emperor wants to kill him.

The distance between the imperial palace and Prince Qing's Mansion is actually not far, but the team circled around a few times before entering Prince Qing's Mansion.

In the palace of Prince Qing, which was decorated with lanterns and festoons, the wedding banquet had already been prepared, and the guests had almost arrived.

When getting off the bridal sedan chair, the official bridegroom, King Qing, lifted up layers of veils, and at this point, Lin Xiaoman finally got a clear view of King Qing's appearance.

King Qing, who was wearing a red wedding dress, was slender, probably because he had been exposed to the wind and sun for a long time at the border, his complexion was dark, and with his rigid and cold features, he had a handsome aura that was completely incompatible with the aristocratic prince. The whole person is majestic, solemn, and sharp, like a sword.

A sword without temperature!

Although there was a smile on this man's face, Lin Xiaoman could clearly feel that under the smile that didn't reach his eyes, there was a lack of emotional indifference.

Hmph, with this acting skill, would she not be able to see it?
Summary: A handsome man, but unfortunately he is a dog man.

　I spent three days a day, it is shameful to be in debt, and I finally paid it off before going to bed.

　　(~￣▽￣)～

　　
　
(End of this chapter)