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

Shen Yiran glanced at her brother lying on the bed. His breathing was now steady and his complexion gradually returned to normal. Her tense nerves also relaxed.

She ignored Lan and walked directly towards Shen Jingzhi outside the room, "Brother is asleep, let's go eat!" Then, she mouthed two words to him and pushed him to the main hall. Lan and Shen Yunqiao followed closely behind them, and Yun'er was also driven out of the room by Lan'er, "Don't stand here, the young master needs to rest."

At the dining table in the main hall, Father Shen warmly invited Ren Jingzhi to eat, but his eyes were always on Shen Yiran, his eyes full of affection. He elegantly stretched out his chopsticks, picked up a piece of tender and juicy fish, carefully removed the fish bones, put it in her bowl, and said softly: "Ranran, eat more."

Shen Yiran looked up in astonishment, her eyes full of disbelief, but she regained her composure in just a moment, nodded slightly and said, "Thank you, husband."

This scene was seen by everyone, and they were really shocked. Is this still Ren Jingzhi? According to legend, he was an inhumane useless man, cold, cruel and perverted. The first five princes' consorts all died at his hands, and their deaths were horrible.

They couldn't understand why this disabled prince changed so much after marrying that bitch, and couldn't help but wonder who was the real him.

"Seeing how loving and affectionate you two are, I, your old father, feel relieved. I was worried before that the prince would distance himself from Ran'er because of her looks. This is very good, very good!" After saying this, Father Shen laughed out loud, but the laughter did not reach his eyes.

"Father, what are you saying? Ranran is my perfect match and I will treat her well." Seeing that none of the Shen family members had picked up their chopsticks, he said, "Let's eat together. My wife will be shy if you watch us like that." Everyone picked up their chopsticks awkwardly. The delicious dishes tasted like chewing wax in their mouths, and each of them had their own thoughts.

In Shen Yunyu's room, a man in black sneaked in, jumped to the bedside, and stabbed the person on the bed several times with a dagger in his hand. The person on the bed did not make any sound from beginning to end, but the blood stained the bedding red.

Lan, who had no appetite, looked outside frequently. When she looked outside for the tenth time, she saw Lan'er hiding carefully behind a pillar and making a gesture to her. She nodded.

After a moment, Lan Er rushed in in a panic, "Old... Master... Young Master... He..." She opened her mouth but couldn't utter a complete sentence. Father Shen saw this and had an ominous premonition in his heart, "What happened to Young Master? Why don't you say something!"

"He...he's covered in blood." Her legs went limp and she collapsed to the ground.

Shen Yiran staggered back a few steps and almost fell down. Lan finally took action. Ren Jingzhi supported her and comforted her, "It's okay. We'll go over and take a look."

A group of people ran towards the central courtyard. A hideous smile appeared on Lan's face. That smile was twisted and evil. A silent sneer rang out from his mouth: "Humph, you finally died in my hands." There was no guilt or pity in his eyes, only excitement of success.

Shen Yiran had no intention of caring about Ren Jingzhi anymore and quickly ran towards her brother's room. The only person following behind her was Lan. They were both concerned about whether Shen Yunyu was dead or not. One hoped he was alive, while the other hoped he was dead.

As soon as I entered the room, what caught my eye was the glaring blood on the blue quilt on the bed.

Shen Yiran rushed over, and when he saw the situation on the bed clearly, his tense body instantly relaxed, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from him.

Lan threw herself on the bed, hugging the blood-stained bedding and crying, "My Yunyu, why did you follow the madam so early? How can I live?" When the people behind her squeezed into the room, they saw Lan wailing heart-wrenchingly. Her cries were like sharp knives, piercing straight into everyone's heart.

Just when everyone was feeling sad for the young master being murdered, "Go in!" With a roar, a masked man in black was pushed to the ground, his dislocated hand drooping weakly, his fingers trembling slightly, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, a low groan coming from his throat, his eyes filled with extreme pain and fear. His whole body curled up in pain, and his other hand tried to support his injured arm, but he didn't dare to touch it easily.

After seeing the man in black, Lan's crying stopped abruptly, her face turned pale, and her eyes showed extreme panic and anxiety. Didn't Lan'er say that the killer had left the house? How could he suddenly appear here?

"Minister Shen, it was this thief who killed your son." Lin Bei kicked the man in black towards Shen's father.

"Why did you want to kill him? Who ordered you to do that?" Father Shen's voice was low and hoarse. He approached the murderer step by step, staring at him, his body trembling with extreme anger.

"I was confused for a moment. I didn't mean it. Please give me a chance!" His body kept twisting, trying to break free from the restraints, his eyes full of pleading.

"You're begging for mercy now? Why didn't you think about the consequences when you killed someone?" Father Shen shouted angrily, "Tell me, who ordered you to do that?"

"It's... it's... a girl." He began to look for her in the crowd, and finally his eyes fell on Lan'er behind the crowd. "It's her... she gave me two hundred taels of silver, and she was the one who let me in through the back door."

Instantly, everyone's eyes turned to Lan'er. She fell to her knees with tears streaming down her face. She defended herself in a trembling voice, "I'm innocent! I never hired anyone to kill anyone!" After this commotion, anyone with a little bit of insight could tell who was telling the truth.

"Come here, drag this slave out and give her fifty strokes of the cane." His face muscles twitched, and his eyes revealed a murderous look that wanted to eat the murderer alive. He said he didn't love Ran'er. He admitted that this daughter killed the person he loved most when she was born, but he really loved his eldest son. Now that his son was poisoned, how could he face his wife in the future?

"No, I don't want to die!" Her face was filled with fear and despair. She struggled to break free from the restraints and crawled towards Lan. "Aunt... Aunt... please save me... I have done everything you said." All of a sudden, everyone's eyes turned to Lan again.

"You slut, don't accuse me. It must be... it must be that I found out you were in love with the young master last time and scolded you, and you are holding a grudge against me, so you want to hire someone to kill him to frame me." She turned around and crawled towards Shen Huaiyan.

"Master, I have always performed my duties in the mansion, and have gotten along harmoniously with everyone. I have never made enemies with anyone. I would never do such a cruel thing as hiring someone to kill someone!" She looked around, hoping that someone would stand up and speak for her.

Shen Yunqiao, who was standing by, also knelt down with a plop. "Yes, father, mother would never do such a thing. It must be this slut who framed mother. You have to believe mother!"

"You guys killed my son, you all deserve to die..." His teeth were chattering and his hands were clenched into fists, as if he wanted to concentrate all his anger in his fists.