The ugly girl's nirvana, the disabled prince's love

"Miss, Miss, what's wrong with you?" A cry of surprise came from a moving carriage.

"Who's talking? My head hurts!" Shen Yiran raised her eyelids with difficulty. The shaking sedan chair made her head split.

She held her forehead with her hand, and at that moment, her hand touched the hairpin on her head. She touched it again and found that it was covered with something like a silk scarf. She was suddenly surprised. When she went on a mission, she only carried a gun and nothing else that was cumbersome.

Shen Yiran suddenly opened her eyes and pulled off the red veil on her head. What came into her sight was a little girl dressed as a servant, who was pulling her arm and shaking it hard.

Seeing Shen Yiran open her eyes, her tearful face finally relaxed a little, and she asked hurriedly, "Miss, where are you feeling unwell? You scared me to death."

At this moment, a memory that did not belong to her flooded into her mind. The original owner was also called Shen Yiran. She was the eldest daughter of the Minister of Revenue. Her mother died of dystocia when giving birth to her. Aunt Lan called her an unlucky person, so she was fostered in the countryside since she was a child.

A month ago, when she had just turned 15, her father Shen Huaixin sent someone to bring her back from the countryside. She thought she would live a life of luxury from then on, but she didn't expect that her father, in order to please the crown prince, would force her to marry the disabled prince of the prime minister's mansion to bring him good luck.

The original owner grew up in the countryside and had a huge tumor on his left cheek, covering half of his face. Children were scared and cried when they saw it.

These made the original owner timid and cowardly, and submissive to everything.

Just today, before getting into the bridal sedan, Aunt Lan poisoned her tea. She had expected the poison to take effect when she arrived at the Prime Minister's Residence, but she was too weak and died of the poison in the carriage.

And she is a female military doctor of modern special forces. During a mission, her vehicle exploded and when she woke up, she traveled back to the original owner's body.

The girl in front of him who was crying with nervousness was called Yun'er. She was two years younger than the original owner and was the daughter of Rong Da Niang, the maid of the original owner's mother.

Aunt Rong and the original owner's mother had a deep master-servant relationship. When she learned that Shen Yiran was going to get married, she asked Prime Minister Shen to allow Yun'er to be a dowry.

After roughly sorting out the clues, Shen Yiran felt quite complicated. She secretly complained that the person who controlled the time travel must have a grudge against her, otherwise why would he let her life be in danger as soon as she crossed over.

Now we can only respond to each situation as it comes and adapt to it.

"Yun'er, don't cry, I'm fine." Shen Yiran gently patted the back of her hand to comfort her.

She looked at the carriage. It was not from the Minister of Revenue's Mansion. It was a rented carriage that was so old and shabby that it would squeak if it moved slightly.

It can be seen how unloved the original owner was by his family, and even his last journey was so shabby.

A severe headache came over Shen Yiran, and the pain made her curl up into a ball, her whole body shaking uncontrollably.

With this, she quickly checked her own pulse.

"Fuck..." Shen Yiran couldn't help but swear. This Aunt Lan was really a cruel person. The poison she gave her was actually the herb Gelsemium elegans, and the dosage was large enough.

This poison is extremely powerful. If you don't take the antidote within two hours, you will definitely die from the poison.

This made her feel a little desperate. If it were in modern times, she could induce vomiting and wash her stomach, but now she had nothing.

Suddenly, a blinding white light flashed before her eyes. Shen Yiran closed her eyes instinctively. About five breaths later, when she opened her eyes again, she saw the infirmary of her unit.

Could it be that the infirmary also traveled through time with her? This thought made her ecstatic. She pinched her face. It hurt. This was real.

Shen Yiran tried to reach out his hand and was actually able to touch something inside.

She wanted to take out the silver needle, but Yun'er was in the carriage and she was afraid of scaring her. But detoxification was urgent, so she came up with a plan.

"Yun'er, I want to drink some water."

"Okay, miss." Yun'er turned around quickly to get the water bag.

The moment Yun'er turned around, Shen Yiran swiftly chopped her neck with a knife. Yun'er, not knowing what was going on, slowly slid down.

Shen Yiran immediately took out the Thirteen Soul-Stirring Needles from the space. She was very familiar with this set of silver needles. She had been learning acupuncture from her grandfather since she was three years old, and had mastered it to perfection before she traveled through time.

But after all, it was his own soul that was combined with the original owner's body, so he was still a little unfamiliar with the use of the Thirteen Soul-Shocking Needles. In addition, he was eroded by toxins and now he has symptoms of slow movement.

There isn't much time left for her!

She quickly took off her outer clothes, lifted up the sleeves of her inner clothes, and quickly inserted needles into the Dihe, Wenliu and other acupuncture points. After leaving the needles in for a while, she took out the silver needles one by one. At this time, her whole body was soaked with sweat.

"The original owner's body was too weak. Although the Thirteen Needles is quite physically demanding, it doesn't require her to be so exhausted. It seems that she will need to take good care of herself in the future." Shen Yiran picked up the red veil and wiped the sweat off her face.

Although I am weak at this time, all the toxins in my body have been cleared and I feel more energetic.

Just as she put on her outer clothes and was about to wake up Yun'er, the carriage window was suddenly opened and a dark shadow rolled in. Just as Shen Yiran was about to scream, a sharp dagger was pressed against her jaw.

"Don't make a sound if you don't want to die!" the man in black threatened in a low voice.

Oh my God, do I have to be so unlucky? I only have half my life left and I am still being threatened. How can I live?

In an instant, Shen Yiran smelled a strong smell of blood.

"Are you hurt?" Shen Yiran asked puzzledly.

Her doctor's instinct made her first reaction to check the injuries of the man in black.

The black-clad man's eyes beneath the silver mask were filled with vigilance. He tightened his grip on her jaw a little more, and black blood dripped down his hand.

He is poisoned!

Shen Yiran made a judgment immediately.

As soon as the thought came to her mind, the hand that was pressing against her chin suddenly loosened, the dagger fell into the carriage with a clang, and the man in black fell headfirst on her.

Shen Yiran used all his strength to lay the man in black flat. With the faint light from outside the car, he found that it was a young man. He had been stabbed in the right shoulder, the hilt had been broken, and the sword head was completely embedded in his shoulder.

The black-clothed man's injuries were very serious. If the poisoned sword was not removed quickly, he might not survive for more than an hour.

The carriage was still shaking as it moved forward, and Shen Yiran seemed a little at a loss. What should he do?

It is simply impossible to perform surgery in this bumpy carriage. Even if the poisoned sword is removed roughly, the man in black will die from infection.

If only it were in the infirmary!

Suddenly, she felt dizzy and Shen Yiran subconsciously grabbed the man in black. When the dizziness stopped, they appeared in the infirmary.

Oh my God, what’s going on? She can actually enter the space with her mind and bring outsiders in.

There was no time to think, saving lives was the most important thing. She looked around and found that the infirmary was exactly the same as before she traveled through time.

She immediately examined the man in black. Fortunately, the sword did not hit his heart. If it had been a little off, even a god would have been unable to save him.

Just as Shen Yiran was preparing to perform surgery on the man in black, she suddenly remembered something important. She had left some room for the knife she had just used on Yun'er. Calculating the time, Yun'er would soon wake up. She couldn't let Yun'er wake up and not see her, otherwise everything would be unexplainable.

She flashed out of the space, gave Yun'er some incense, and then quickly entered the space again.

Shen Yiran prepared the medicines and instruments needed for the operation. Before the operation, she used anesthetics to prevent the man in black from waking up during the operation.

About an hour later, the operation was successfully completed. Shen Yiran was exhausted. She had never been so tired in her previous life.

Calculating the time, the carriage is almost at the Prime Minister's Mansion, but the man in black has just finished an operation. If he is moved out of the space now, he will definitely die. Wouldn't she have worked in vain?

Finally, we decided to leave him in the space. In his condition, it would take at least two days for him to wake up, and then we would find a suitable place to move him out.

Shen Yiran moved the man in black to the intensive care unit, hung up oxygen for him, and then slipped out of the space.

When I came out of the space, I saw Yun'er just woke up.

"Miss, why did I faint? I think I was beaten just now." Yun'er touched her neck and still felt some pain.

"No one, you hit the wall of the carriage."

Yun'er was still a little dazed, wondering why she was so clumsy.

"Miss, here's some water." She didn't forget to hand the water to her master.

Shen Yiran was sweating too much and was really thirsty at this moment. He took the water bag and gulped down several mouthfuls.

"Miss, Miss, please drink slowly, don't choke." Yun'er patted her back gently.

At this moment, the carriage suddenly stopped. Due to inertia, Shen Yiran lost her seat and almost hit the side of the carriage. She held on to Yun'er with her hands and sat firmly again.