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

After pondering for a moment, Shen Yiran looked at his brother's worried eyes and smiled faintly, "The prince is very good to me. My face is not injured, I just have a tumor. It looks creepy, so it's better to cover it up like this." After saying that, he unconsciously supported the place where the tumor grew. In fact, the shape of the left face is now completely symmetrical with the right face.

"But, I heard that the prince is a..." Shen Yiran knew what his brother wanted to say and interrupted him quickly, "The prince is not as the rumors say. The deaths of the concubines who were married to him before have nothing to do with him."

She knew that people who practiced martial arts had very sharp hearing. If that icy-faced man heard her elder brother-in-law slandering him like others did, he would definitely regret saving him today. She knew that when a man becomes stingy, women have no chance of survival.

"Brother, your poison has just been cured. You are still very weak and need to rest. I will go back home first. If you feel unwell, ask your servant to come to the Prime Minister's Mansion to find me."

Just as Shen Yiran stood up, she saw housekeeper Chen leading two obedient maids in. They were holding firmly in their hands several sets of brand new beddings of high quality and bright colors.

"Hurry up and make the young master's bed clean, and keep the room tidy, don't delay!" Butler Chen ordered with a serious face, then turned and walked towards Shen Yunyu, "Young master, please wait a moment, it will be ready soon." He bowed slightly, with a flattering yet dignified smile on his face, and his tone was extremely gentle.

"Then I'll have to trouble Uncle Chen." Shen Yunyu is a kind-hearted and modest young man. He always treats others with tolerance and compassion, warming the people around him like the warm spring sun. So much so that this morning, when the servants learned that he was poisoned, they were very sad.

Shen Yiran nodded to his brother and then walked out the door. "Ranran, take care of yourself and come to me if you have any problems..." Shen Yunyu chased to the door worriedly.

She looked back and saw her brother leaning against the door. His deep eyes were now shrouded in weariness, but still revealed a resolute light, adding a different charm to his handsome face. Oh, it turned out that his brother was also a handsome man!

"Brother, please come in quickly. It's autumn now and it's chilly outside." After saying that, he walked towards Ren Jingzhi, "Husband, let's go back home!" When Shen Yiran pushed him and turned around, "Uncle, take good care of yourself. When I have free time, I will bring Ranran to visit you."

Shen Yunyu's eyes suddenly widened, full of incredible shock. He never thought that Ren Jingzhi would actually talk to him. After a long while, he tried to calm his flustered mood and bowed slightly respectfully.

As they walked to the front yard, they heard a scream of "Ah". The sound was shrill and broken, and it sounded like a dying struggle, which made people tremble with fear. After hearing the scream, Yun'er suddenly stopped and said, "Stop hitting me, I won't dare to do it next time..." The voice of begging for mercy came again more clearly.

"Mother... Mother..." Yun'er lost her composure in an instant, completely disregarding the etiquette in front of her master, and ran towards the direction of the scream like a wild horse. While Shen Yiran was still in a daze, Ren Jingzhi winked at Lin Bei, who understood and used his Qinggong to quickly chase after her.

When Yun'er ran to the backyard panting, she saw three maids pulling her mother's hair and pushing her into the toilet. "You don't clean the toilet properly, but you still want to be lazy. Is the front yard the place for a lowly slave like you to go?"

"Mother, mother, don't hit my mother..." Yun'er was pushed to the ground by several old women just when she got close. "Bitch, how dare you stop me? I will beat you to death!" A fat old woman in gray clothes swung a carrying pole and hit Yun'er hard.

"Stop!" With Lin Bei's roar, he snatched the carrying pole from the fat woman's hand while she was shocked, kicked her in the lower abdomen, pulled up Yunle, who was lying on the ground covered in dust, turned around and kicked the other two women, "Ouch, it hurts so much." In an instant, the faces of the three women were filled with shock and pain.

"Mother... Mother... are you okay?" Yun'er squatted down and cried, took the toilet bowl from her head, and gently wiped the dirt off her face with a spoon.

The fat old woman glared at Lin Bei, "Who are you? Are you the wild man of this slut? How dare you hit me? I will definitely report you to Madam Lan." Privately, Lan asked the servants to call her Madam.

The fat woman's words fell into the ears of the two people who had just arrived, "Really? You don't know that your Madam Lan has been locked up in the woodshed now? She can't even protect herself, so how could she care about a bitch like you?" Shen Yiran stepped on the back of her hand and pressed it back and forth with force, wishing he could crush it completely.

"Ah, ah, ah..." she screamed like a pig being slaughtered. She raised her head and looked up from under the veil. When she saw the face clearly, she laughed, "You bitch, don't think that you can become a phoenix by marrying a disabled prince. Soon you'll be a widow, ha ha ha..."

Shen Yiran was so angry that she laughed. A lowly slave actually called her a lowly hoof. It was so stupid that she was still arguing at this time. She bent down and chopped her jaw cleanly. The fat woman was speechless in an instant and could only make a "wuwuwu" sound.

Shen Yiran walked up to Yun'er and saw Aunt Rong covered in filth. He felt as if his heart was stabbed by a needle and was immediately furious. "Yun'er, take good care of your mother. I'm going to deal with these old women to vent my anger."

The two shorter women nearby were so frightened when they heard this that they fell to their knees with a plop, their faces pale and their bodies shaking. "Miss, please let us go. It was her who forced us to do this..."

Shen Yiran smiled playfully, "I can let you go, but you must do as I say."

"Good! Good! Good!" The two women were talking in sync, which really made her laugh. She pointed to the toilet next to her which was half filled with filth and said, "You two, give her this to drink!"

The two old women looked at each other, paused for a moment, and then quickly came forward with the toilet bucket. One of them pushed the fat old woman to the ground roughly, sat on her and forcefully pried open her mouth, while the other scooped up the filth with a ladle and poured it into her mouth.

She shook her head desperately, trying to spit out the filth, but she just couldn't spit out anything.

Watching this scene, Shen Yiran's anger was slightly relieved, and he said to himself, "This is called conflict transfer. In the future, these women will definitely fight!"

The two women didn't let her go until half of the bucket was empty. After she was free, she immediately knelt on the ground and vomited continuously. Shen Yiran walked up to her slowly and asked, "Do you want to scold me again?" The fat woman was speechless and could only shake her head desperately.

"You three go and confess your mistakes to Aunt Rong. If she forgives you, I will spare you!"

The three maids knelt down in front of Rong Da Niang in unison after hearing what she said. "Yun'er's mother, it's our fault. Please forgive us this time!"