Chapter 1000: You're destined to be an Emperor, be magnanimous.

With the weather growing colder, Zhulan was even less willing to venture out of the house. This winter was especially cold, and besides the first snowfall at the beginning of the season, there had been no more snow.

Xue Han sat beside her mother, aware that her wedding day was fast approaching. Rongchuan had been completely blocked from visiting by her father. Listening to the cold wind howling outside, Xue Han couldn't help but shrink her neck. "Mother, it's too cold this winter. I will be married in a dozen days, this weather really is a trial."

Zhulan suddenly laughed, "The one who's really suffering is Rongchuan, he'll have to ride a horse to come fetch you."

On such cold days, there were few people on the streets, let alone riders. Those who went out took horse-drawn carriages.

Xue Han felt a twinge of sympathy, then added, "It's his own haste to get married. Why not wait until the spring of next year, it would be much better."

Zhulan smiled, "Keep pretending to be tough."