After the separation, the family had a lot of fish and meat every day, and the best was furious

It was time for acupuncture, and Lin Ting went to remove the silver needles from the emperor's body.

He had also made arrangements for his funeral, but now that he was finally alive, he was hungry.

"Queen, didn't you just say you cooked lotus seed porridge for me? Let me try it. I'm hungry."

The queen was dressed very frugally. Tears were in her eyes, but she still forced a smile on her face.

"Very good! Have some porridge, Your Majesty."

The emperor asked everyone to leave, leaving only the queen and Xiao Jingchuan inside.

He said that in the last period of his life, he just wanted to be with the people closest to him, including his wife and son.

He didn't know how much time Lin Ting had stolen from him would last. Maybe in the next moment, or maybe in an hour, it would be over. He cherished it very much.

Wan Shen stayed in the palace, while Lin Ting came out of the palace with Shen Qingzhou.

Each of them had their own things on their mind. As for the emperor's situation, she had done her best, and everything depended on fate.

"Shen Qingzhou, you came so late just now. My brother-in-law said that you have rarely been in the palace recently. What have you been doing?"

Shen Qingzhou held Lin Ting's hand and walked out of the palace together. His eyes were full of guilt towards Lin Ting.

"Ma'am, don't ask me yet. Can I take you somewhere? Just the two of us."

Lin Ting didn't know what he was going to do, but nodded anyway.

The two of them left the palace in a carriage. Lin Ting did not let Bai Lu follow. The coachman drove the carriage in front. Shen Qingzhou sat in the carriage, staring at Lin Ting's face.

The carriage passed through the streets of the capital, and the noise outside seemed to have nothing to do with the two of them.

"Shen Qingzhou, where are you taking me?"

Shen Qingzhou looked mysterious: "You'll know when you get there."

The streets outside became increasingly deserted, and the carriage stopped at a suburban villa.

Shen Qingzhou helped Lin Ting get off the carriage. Lin Ting looked up at the plaque above, which read "Yuan Ding Xiao Yuan"

"This is?"

Lin Ting pointed at the gate of the courtyard. Shen Qingzhou had been elusive recently. Could it be that he wanted to buy this villa?

Shen Qingzhou took Lin Ting to the door and looked at her face with a smile on his face.

"Ma'am, open this door."

Seeing how mysterious he was, Lin Ting reached out and carefully pushed the door to the small courtyard called "Yuan Ding".

As soon as the door opened, the scene inside made Lin Ting stunned.

The courtyard is quaint, and the first thing that catches the eye is the gold-plated "囍" lanterns all over the yard.

In the center of the courtyard, red silk meandered down from the four corner pillars, crisscrossing each other. The gate under Lin Ting's feet extended to the main hall, which was covered with a brand new red carpet.

The trees in the yard were also decorated with red silk ribbons tied to their branches. When the evening breeze blew, the red ribbons fluttered.

"Shen Qingzhou, this... this was done by you?"

Shen Qingzhou took Lin Ting into the yard, took out a red object wrapped like a bouquet of flowers from the yard, and walked towards Lin Ting.

"Madam, I don't know what a proposal is, but you said it requires a bouquet, so I collected a hundred different Chinese characters for happiness (囍) from different dynasties and used them to make a bouquet."

Lin Ting looked at the three-dimensional bouquet of wedding characters he had made. He had written each character by hand, and then cut them out and glued them together to form three-dimensional characters.

There are one hundred "囍" characters, written in different ways and fonts, but they have the same meaning.

Lin Ting didn't know how long he had been doing this. Her heart choked and she was deeply moved.

"Shen Qingzhou, when did I tell you this?"

Lin Ting couldn't possibly have told Shen Qingzhou about such a modern proposal ceremony. How could he know?

"I've always remembered what you said in your sleep a few days after Han Yian and Wan Weiran got married."

As he spoke, Shen Qingzhou suddenly knelt down on one knee, took out a ring, and proposed to Lin Ting.

"I'm sorry, Madam, I've never given you a proper wedding gift, and I don't know what your fantasy of marriage is like.

But I want to do it the way you like. I will try my best to understand you. We can be together, propose, and get married. Let's do it step by step, okay?"

Lin Ting was moved. He thought that he still remembered his few words in his dream and was willing to understand them himself.

"Shen Qingzhou you..."

Before Lin could finish listening, Shen Qingzhou spoke first.

"You are my destiny's destiny, and I adore you. From now on, through the cold and heat, I will protect you. I wonder if you are willing to walk with me hand in hand?"

Lin Ting had tears in her eyes, but a happy smile on her lips. She held the bouquet with the word "囍" on it and stretched out her hand, letting Shen Qingzhou put the ring on her finger.

However, Shen Qingzhou was in a dilemma. He didn't know which finger to wear the ring on.

Lin Ting put his ring finger into the ring. The candlelight in the courtyard was dim. Lin Ting hugged Shen Qingzhou's waist and saw two sets of wedding dresses placed in the main hall.

"Shen Qingzhou, do you still want to marry me tonight?"

Shen Qingzhou stroked her back and nodded gently.

“I had planned to arrange it more perfectly for you, but I’m seriously ill, and if there’s a national mourning, I’ll have to wait for several months, so I don’t want to wait any longer.

I want to marry you tonight, and we can complete these ceremonies just the two of us, are you willing?"

Originally, Shen Qingzhou had planned to bring his parents over and invite their closest relatives and friends to witness the event, but he was afraid it was too late.

Lin Ting could naturally feel Shen Qingzhou's sincerity, but the inside of Lin Ting's body had already been replaced.

If he knew that the soul of the wife in front of him was no longer the same as the one he married, would he still treat her so attentively?

Lin Ting pushed Shen Qingzhou away and looked at his expectant eyes. Her eyes sank and she didn't know how to tell Shen Qingzhou the truth.

She fell in love with this man, but was also afraid that he would find out the truth and they would end their relationship.

"Lin Ting, you... don't want to? Or do you think it's too lonely?"

Shen Qingzhou wanted to smile, but his muscles seemed unable to lift. His expression was busy, but more of it was fear, fear that he would mess everything up.

“No…No!”

Lin Ting looked at his nervous expression and made up his mind to tell him the truth if he knew the secret.

If he is unwilling to accept me, then ending it early may be responsible to both of us.

"Shen Qingzhou, I like you, very much, but there is one thing I have hidden from you, from everyone, even from myself, and I am about to be hidden from you."

Lin Ting bit her lip, and her hand holding the bouquet of flowers with the word "囍" on it was so nervous that she was sweating.

"Do you still remember that time when Shen Jizu, in order to win over the relationship and need money, conspired to make his family go out and then wanted to take Wan Yi away to sell her?"

Shen Qingzhou remembered that day, Lin Ting was pushed into the river by Shen Jizu in order to protect Shen Wanyi.

"I remember!"

Lin Ting: "Just remember it. What I'm going to say next is related to this matter. You must be mentally prepared."

"Your wife, Lin Ting, died on that day. She was pushed into the river by Shen's mother and Shen Jizu and drowned. And I am not your wife!"