If anything big has happened in the Three Kingdoms recently, it must be the conflict between Feng Qi Kingdom and Shui Du Kingdom that has borne the brunt of it.

First, King Jing of Shuidu Kingdom deliberately killed the princess, and then the miracle doctor Yun Sinian passed away.

The miracle doctor had saved many people in his life. His funeral was so majestic and overwhelming that it was like heavy snow, almost submerging the entire imperial city.

But Yun Sinian may be happy.

He likes to join in the fun the most, and he will definitely be happy to see his funeral being so grand.

Unfortunately, not long after Yun Sinian passed away, the Queen also passed away.

The Empress was originally ill and had to find many doctors to nurse her back to health. Her health had been getting worse year by year over the years, and she finally passed away on a drizzly night.

She left very quietly, still holding her daughter's bellyband in her hand, which she had embroidered by herself when her daughter was not born. After her daughter left, she was depressed, and she was finally relieved.

However, the emperor was greatly shocked. After learning that the empress was dead, his eyes suddenly dimmed. He passed his throne to Jiang Ruohan and became his supreme emperor.

But where does the stability come from?

Ever since that woman Qiu Nanjia framed the queen, there has been a rift in the relationship between the couple.

The Queen is a very strong-willed person. She hates this man but also loves him, so she remains distant and normal with him, like two strangers who know each other, but they are just sitting on the equal throne.

Her man was by her side. She once cherished the man she loved so much that she would not even bother to give him a loving look until her death.

Before she died, she made a will and gave all her things to Yuan Baoer. The letter she left behind simply said:

If my daughter really passes away from this world, I hope to see her in hell, but if not, she must still be alive.

You must still be living in this world, happy, healthy and happy.

There are still some tears on Juanxiu's small words.

Yuan Baoer looked at this letter and suddenly felt sad.

She may really be the queen's child, but her old friend has passed away and there is no one who can testify for her. Whether she is or not is just a guess.

Not long after, news came that Princess An Yunsha of Shuidu Kingdom was getting married, and she was marrying Shen Zaiye, a famous general of Muling Kingdom and the emperor's younger brother.

The Muling Kingdom was once just a small country. It was Shen Zaiye who led the people with a horse and a gun to conquer the lands of the surrounding small countries, pacified all the grievances, and was a great contributor to the security of the Muling Kingdom in the end.

It is said that the man is handsome and resolute, and he is the dream lover that the women of Muling Kingdom will always cherish.

If that's the case, it would be a perfect match for An Yunsha, the most beautiful woman in the world.

I just heard that Shen Zaiye actually has someone he likes.

I hope I just heard about it.

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The winter solstice has arrived, and Yuan Baoer is sitting on the wall, stretching out his hands to tighten his cloak.

She buried her little face in the fluffy rabbit fur, with a pot of hot milk tea beside her, and squinted at the stars above.

Occasionally bursts of laughter could be heard in the room. Except for her eldest brother, the other two brothers were here to celebrate the festival.

Just when I see her, I have to ask her when she will get married to Fu Sichen...

She also keeps saying that her eldest son is no longer young. Jiang Ruohan is waiting for you to submit the memorial of your marriage every day.

Thinking of this, she buried her face deeper in frustration.

Is it ridiculous that several guys who are not yet married are urging her to get married every day?

"Miss."

Narcissus stood helplessly under the wall: "Come down, it's time to eat dumplings."

"If you don't want to eat, don't eat." She shook her feet impatiently, "It's not like you didn't hear what those people were saying, but you actually picked up on what I didn't listen to. When you saw me, you asked me when I was going to get married to Fu Sichen. It's necessary.

Are you urging me then?"

Narcissus was slightly startled, and his eyes didn't know what to expect. He swayed on a high place next to her and blinked: "Well...then don't you want to marry the Pavilion Master? Don't you like him?"

"I -" Yuan Baoer choked and bit his lower lip: "I like it, and I don't have the final say in getting married. Besides, I'm only old now. If I get married, I can't let my hair down.

, you have to be a lady, I don’t want to age ten years.”

A gloomy male voice suddenly broke in:

"Then what you mean is that you don't want to marry me?"

Yuan Baoer was startled, and suddenly looked up, seeing someone standing firmly on the high wall on the other side.

He was wearing a dark robe, a black fox cloak around his body, and he was holding something like this in his hand.

The candlelight in the yard rested softly on his body, and his eyes glowed silver even in the dark night, as if covered with mist, making it difficult to see his emotions clearly.

She was startled and turned her head to look at Narcissus.

Narcissus looked to the side involuntarily, hummed a song and left.

This traitor!!

Deliberately trying to talk to her!

She gritted her teeth and turned to look at Fu Sichen: "Why are you here?"

"If you don't come, I don't know you don't like getting married so much."

The man walked steadily on the wall, approaching her step by step, "Who else in the world can stop us two from being together?"

As he spoke, he squinted his eyes and said meaningfully: "Oh, yes, hair."

Yuan Baoer choked and stood up from the wall uncomfortably: "Why, I'm only eighteen years old now. There's such a big age difference between the two of us. If I marry you, I might be taken over even if I'm ten years old.

Twenty years old!”

"Really? Isn't that good?" Fu Sichen slowly raised the corners of his mouth, with a hint of playfulness: "Isn't this the "Shen Leng Killer and His Little Wife"?"

Hearing this shameful title, Yuan Baoer's eyes widened in shock, "You, you actually read my bedtime reading!!"

"Yes, I read your bedtime reading, shouldn't it?" Fu Sichen tilted his head: "Occasionally I will come here to see you and look through your books. What else is there besides this? Oh

right."

His smile grew deeper: ""The Days of Living with the Prince""

Yuan Baoer: "..."

He walked to her in two or three steps, stepped over the milk jug on the wall, and came to her: "It's just... why bother to look at those fictional things? Now look at the man in front of you. I am also a killer.

If you want to be the emperor——"

There was a dangerous light in his eyes: "I can do it too."

"Don't, don't, don't!" She held down his troublesome hand and said nervously: "I don't want to be a beauty who brings disaster to the country and the people. Besides, after becoming the emperor, I can have many wives. Do you want to do that too?

Marry many people?"

"Me?" Fu Sichen raised his eyebrows, as if he was amused by her, and grabbed her waist, his eyes were burning and his tone was low:
Chapter completed!