shock!The tyrant's three-year-old milk group is a Xuanmen boss

Chapter 488 Little Empress Is Sick Again?

"It should be soon that the Shangfu Bureau will send someone to find the girl to measure the size and choose the pattern, and make Fengguan Xiapei?"

"That's great! I haven't seen what the crown princess's uniform looks like, it must be very beautiful to wear on Miss Lin!"

Seeing that these little maids somehow started talking about the dress, the little palace lady who came back to report the news suddenly looked a little embarrassed.

Lin Wanzhen quickly pulled away from the joy of getting married soon, and asked her calmly and somewhat uneasy.

"What's the matter? Is there something you haven't said yet?"

Thinking of the ins and outs of what she had heard, the little maid hesitated.

"It's true that your majesty ordered you to be the concubine, but His Royal Highness seems to have refused to marry you immediately, and postponed the date to three years later..."

Lin Wanzhen felt a little dizzy for a moment, and clenched her fingers slightly.

"Is it because the prince brother doesn't want to marry me?"

Of course, the little maid said the truth repeatedly.

"Of course not, of course not, His Royal Highness must be willing to marry you! Miss Lin, why would you think so?"

However, Lin Wanzhen thought of the scene where the prince refused to hold the wedding immediately, and felt that the little maid was just trying to comfort her.

If you really wanted to marry, why would you deliberately postpone it until three years later?
Even if the prince's elder brother didn't object to marrying her, there must be something more important that became the reason for them not being able to get married on time.

Lin Wanzhen immediately thought of the execution of Yun Jinghuang and Yun Jingmin two days later.

Is it... for his two younger brothers?

Lin Wanzhen suddenly smiled wryly.

She waited for many years, looking forward to many years.

Finally, he waited until he heard the news that he could become the wife of the prince's elder brother.

How happy this moment should have been.

However, that sentence of three years greatly reduced this happiness.

After all, was it her own fault?

Lin Wanzhen looked at one of the flowers in the garden in a low voice.

The flower was in full bloom, but the petals were already withering around.

Then I looked down at the branches of the flowers, only to find that they were already full of insect eyes.

Perhaps, she is like this flower that is in full bloom.

After finally becoming his best self, he lowered his head and found that sins had already covered his whole body.

Three years——

Lin Wanzhen was suddenly a little uncertain.

Can she really wait until that day?
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When the palace was full of news of the selection of the crown princess.

There was silence in Changle Palace.

Little Diji, who was playing around in the palace on weekdays, suddenly heard the news that she was ill again.

She rested in bed in her own dormitory, and even Yunlie and the Empress Dowager came back, Huayue only brought them to a translucent screen, allowing them to see her heart and soul lying there quietly through the screen look.

If Yun Lie or the Queen Mother proposes to go and have a look.

Then Huayue will call back with two sentences.

The first sentence is: "Please don't come forward, lest you get sick and hurt your body."

If this sentence doesn't work, and the Queen Mother or Yun Lie still insist on seeing Yun Youfu, Huayue will offer a second sentence.

"The imperial doctor said that the little Diji needs to rest, otherwise it will be bad for her recovery."

Now, even if the two want to see the child again, they can only hold back the concern in their hearts, close the door and leave quietly.

But in fact, Huayue is the only person in the palace who knows.

The one lying on the bed in the side hall of Changle Palace is nothing more than a clone of Little Diji transformed from a little paper figurine.

The real little Di Ji had already followed Si Qiandu and sneaked out of the palace.

(End of this chapter)