After I died, the scumbag prince cried down the city wall

Chapter 222 Leaving the Cabinet

Lin Han rubbed his nose awkwardly and tried to explain: "I've been so busy lately that I don't even have time to clean my room."

Cui Rongrong said nothing. She silently placed the food box on the table, cleared a small area, and brought out the chicken soup. Her voice was soft and caring: "What kind of busyness has made you like this? Have you encountered any difficult problems?"

Lin Han's expression changed slightly, and a far-fetched smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "What kind of problem can there be? Don't worry."

Cui Rongrong raised her head, her eyes full of concern, her brows slightly furrowed: "Lin Han, if you really have any difficulties, just tell me. It's better for two people to find a solution together than to endure it alone."

Lin Han avoided her gaze and insisted on his stubbornness: "It's really nothing, don't think too much."

Cui Rong pursed her lips. Although she was unwilling, she respected his choice. She scooped up a bowl of chicken soup and gently handed it to him: "Drink something first, don't exhaust yourself. You must have been so busy these days that you can't even find time to come and see me."

Facing the hot soup Cui Rongrong handed over, Lin Han seemed to have a sob in his throat and took the porcelain bowl stiffly: "I have been so busy recently that I even neglected the people closest to me."

Cui Rongrong still maintained that warm smile, her eyes gentle: "Work is important, I know, but I am more worried about you. Lin Han, we will soon become a family. We should support each other and face difficulties together. This is what we should do."

Lin Han held the warm porcelain bowl with both hands. The rising mist blurred his glasses. He gently and almost cautiously sipped the mellow chicken soup, trying to soothe his inner waves with the familiar taste, but the panic in his eyes could not be completely concealed no matter what.

Seeing the strangeness in his expression, Cui Rong's lips pursed unconsciously, a trace of heartache and worry flashed in her eyes, and she spoke softly, each word seemed to have been carefully tempered: "If you really encounter any difficult problems, it's okay to change the wedding date."

Hidden in these words is not only understanding, but also deep concern and support.

Hearing this, Lin Han's fingers involuntarily tightened on the rim of the bowl. That subtle movement seemed to be an outward manifestation of his inner struggle.

Finally, he took a deep breath and gently placed the bowl filled with complex emotions back on the table, his movements revealing an imperceptible firmness.

There was an inexplicable dryness in his throat, and his voice was barely noticeable hoarseness: "There is no need to change the wedding date."

Just a few simple words, but it seemed like he had used up all his strength.

"Then you..." Cui Rongrong's voice was full of unfinished worry. She wanted to say more, but swallowed it back.

Lin Han tried hard to force a smile, even though it was a bit forced: "In this world, what could be more important than the big things between the two of us? Don't worry, they are just some small episodes in life."

There was a stubbornness in his words that showed he didn't want to worry anyone.

Cui Rong nodded gently, with endless trust and tenderness in her eyes: "Then everything depends on your arrangement."

"You go back first, I have some chores to take care of."

There was a hint of fatigue in Lin Han's words.

"Okay, remember not to overwork yourself."

Cui Rongrong's exhortations were full of care.

She packed up the lunch box and walked very slowly with every step. When she slowly walked into the gate of the county government office, Lin Han's eyes followed her closely until her figure gradually merged into the light and shadow in the distance. The color on his face slowly faded away. He knew in his heart that this time, he was afraid that he would disappoint the woman who had always supported him.

When she got home, Su Yue immediately stepped forward, her eyes filled with impatience: "How is the situation with Master Lin?"

There was a hint of nervousness in her voice that was hard to conceal.

Although Cui Rongrong was worried in her heart, she remained calm on the surface. Lin Han's abnormal state made her feel a little suspicious, but she chose to believe what he said - the wedding did not need to be postponed, so perhaps everything was still under control.

She planned to wait until after the wedding and then find a suitable opportunity to learn more about the matter. After all, there was no problem that could not be solved.

"It's nothing serious. He's just busy with work. I saw that his room was untidy and messy."

Cui Rongrong deliberately avoided the difficulties that Lin Han might face. She didn't want Su Yue and A Jin to worry about it.

Su Yue heard this, and the tension on her face instantly eased a lot. She sighed and said, "Master Lin is really busy as a newcomer, with many things to do day and night. Fortunately, the wedding was not affected by this."

There was both understanding and relief in his tone.

Cui Rong smiled slightly, and that smile contained too many indescribable emotions.

"Miss, don't get too tired today. Rest early. You have to get up and dress up before dawn tomorrow. You will be busy in the next few days."

Su Yue's words were filled with joy, and she was looking forward to tomorrow's big wedding day.

Cui Rongrong agreed verbally, but an indescribable uneasiness surged in her heart. She almost couldn't sleep that night. Was it because of the tension in her married life, or the lingering worry in her heart?

At dawn, Su Yue knocked on the door and woke up Cui Rong, who was still tossing and turning in bed. At the same time, the matchmaker had also entered the room, ready to dress her up carefully.

"Miss, why are your eyes so pale? Didn't you get enough rest last night? Didn't I tell you to go to bed early?"

Su Yue frowned, the concern in her eyes was self-evident.

Cui Rongrong looked a little tired: "Yeah, I can't sleep."

The bridesmaid smiled with an experienced and confident expression, "It's normal. Which bride wouldn't be nervous before her wedding? I've handled so many brides. Don't be afraid. Every woman will get married, especially if she marries someone like Lord Lin. If you marry him, you will definitely enjoy a happy life!"

Cui Rongrong forced a smile as a response to the bridesmaid's kindness: "Thank you, and I wish you good luck."

"Today is your big day, young lady. You must be happy. Wash your face and cheer yourself up. I promise to make you look as beautiful as a fairy. When the groom lifts the veil, he will be shocked by your beauty!"

The bridesmaid's words were full of blessings and affirmation.

Su Yue carefully cleansed Cui Rong's face, while the bridesmaid carefully trimmed every inch of her skin with delicate cotton thread, and then began to create a complicated and delicate makeup.

As the bridesmaid combed her hair once, twice, and three times, it not only foreshadowed a harmonious marriage, a journey together, and future prosperity and wealth, but it also seemed to quietly drown out the last bit of uneasiness in Cui Rongrong's heart, bit by bit, in the room full of celebration and joy.

"Sister, you are so beautiful!"

Xu Shujin standing by was filled with joy and admiration.