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

"We're here, get off quickly." The driver slammed the carriage hard.

The already old carriage began to creak after being hit, as if it would fall apart at any time.

"Miss, let me help you down." Yun'er, who was still a little dizzy, helped Shen Yiran up with great effort.

The original body was fat, and Shen Yiran was very clumsy when she moved. She couldn't help but feel a little disgusted, but she had no choice. Well... since he had occupied her body, she should seek justice for her.

Just as she got off the carriage, Shen Yiran saw the fallen dagger. She blocked Yun'er's sight with her body and threw the dagger into space.

Because she was extremely weak, she almost slipped several times when getting off the carriage. Fortunately, Yun'er was smart and supported her in time every time.

As soon as the master and servant stood firm, the driver threw their bags at his feet with a look of disgust on his face, and spat on the ground and cursed: "Ugly, short-lived ghost, if it weren't for the high salary, I wouldn't take this job."

After cursing, he clapped his hands vigorously, as if he was contaminated by something unclean.

Yun'er picked up the bag and brushed off the dust. Tears kept falling down her face and she choked up and said, "Miss, your life is too hard."

Shen Yiran thought to herself, what a miserable life! In her previous life, she devoted herself to work and didn’t even have time for love at the age of 28. Now, as soon as she traveled through time, she was caught to get married.

"Yun'er, don't cry. Go back to your mother. You don't have to suffer with me."

"No, Miss, Yun'er will be with you no matter life or death." She held Shen Yiran's hand tightly and would not let go.

Shen Yiran was moved for a moment. The emotions of ancient people were sincere and pure. She secretly made up her mind to protect Yun'er in the future and live up to her loyalty.

There was silence in front of the Prime Minister's Mansion. The two hanging lanterns emitted a dim light, swaying in the night wind. Although it was only the hour of Xu, it was as quiet as midnight.

Shen Yiran secretly complained that this didn't look like coming to get married, it looked like coming to die.

"Miss, please put it on quickly, otherwise it will be unlucky." Suddenly, Yun'er picked up the fallen red veil from the ground, brushed off the dust on it and put it on Shen Yiran.

This girl still cares about these details even at this time. Considering her loyalty, Shen Yiran still did as he was told.

At this moment, her mood was extremely complicated. She had thought about escaping the marriage with Yun'er, but this was in ancient times, and imperial power was supreme, so she could only accept her fate.

"Yun'er, go ahead and knock on the door." Shen Yiran ordered a little uncomfortably.

Yun'er took the order and walked forward a few steps, knocking on the door and shouting, "Open the door, we are from the Shangshu Mansion, our young lady and the prince were married by the emperor..."

The door was still not open. Yun'er knocked on the door several times. About half a cup of tea later, the door creaked open and a fat woman walked out.

"Come with me. The prince is not feeling well, so there is no need to go to the wedding ceremony. Let's go directly to the bridal chamber!" The fat woman said as she walked towards the mansion.

It is said that this prince was also pitiful. He was a god of war with great military achievements. However, when he returned triumphantly from a battle, he was assassinated by people sent by the crown prince, resulting in his legs being disabled and his life being in danger.

Shen Yiran quickly looked around the yard through the corner of her veil that was blown by the wind. The yard was large, but it seemed particularly deserted at the moment. The lights in the yard were also dim, just like her mood at the moment.

After walking for about half a cup of tea, they were brought to Huaxiyuan where the Crown Prince Ren Jingzhi lived.

"Princess, please come in!"

Yun'er helped Shen Yiran and prepared to enter the house, but was stopped viciously by the fat woman.

"Except for the Crown Prince's wife and attendants, no one else is allowed to enter the Crown Prince's room. Young lady, you'd better wait outside."

"Yun'er, please stay. I can do it." She gave Yun'er a reassuring look.

Shen Yiran had just stepped into the room and hadn't even stood firm when the door slammed shut. She was so frightened that her whole body trembled.

The room was eerily quiet; even the sound of a pin drop could be heard. The military training had made her hearing extremely sensitive, and at this moment, she could hear the sound of steady breathing.

The red veil on her head blocked her vision, and this unknown feeling made Shen Yiran feel inexplicably panicked.

She pulled off the red veil, and what came into view was a man sitting in a wheelchair. He was dressed in white, and his already pale skin looked bloodless against the white clothes. His thin lips were tightly closed, and his dark and deep eyes remained calm after seeing her.

Although his life is in danger, one can still see the heroism and courage of a veteran on the battlefield on his face.

When ordinary people saw her appearance, they would either scream in fear or show disgust in their eyes. This made Shen Yiran look at him differently.

But after just one look, she concluded that the prince was poisoned by a strange poison. The reason why it was called a strange poison was that this poison only worked on men with leg injuries.

The moment Ren Jingzhi saw Shen Yiran, although his face was expressionless, he couldn't help but gasp in his heart.

From the information he had obtained, he learned that his crown prince's concubine was extremely ugly, but after seeing her in person, he felt that she was even worse than the description.

But those dark and lively eyes did not show any fear after seeing him. These eyes were really incompatible with the face that had half of it occupied by the tumor.

It doesn’t matter. I’m going to die, and this has nothing to do with me.

"You must be the Crown Prince Ren Jingzhi, my husband!" Shen Yiran asked as he looked at him.

"Yes." Ren Jingzhi's words were concise.

She was the sixth Crown Prince's Consort who was forced to come to get married, and she was also the first person who dared to look him in the face and talk to him, which inevitably made him look at her a few more times.

Shen Yiran looked at Ren Jingzhi carefully. This man who looked like an ice sculpture was not as hideous as rumored. Apart from giving people a feeling of being aloof, it was impossible to associate him with a brutal pervert who would eat people.

Thinking this in her mind, she asked, "Prince, excuse me for asking, but would you eat people?" After asking, Shen Yiran looked at him fearfully.

Ren Jingzhi's body stiffened, and the knuckles of his hands holding the wheelchair turned white, obviously shocked by her words.

This woman is quite interesting. Does she look like someone who can eat people? As he thought about it, the corners of his mouth actually rose slightly.

"I just want to die with a clear conscience."

Shen Yiran was determined to give it her all. She had just traveled to this dynasty and was unknown about everything. She didn't know if she would die in the next second.

"I don't eat people, so don't look for me if you become a ghost." Ren Jingzhi blurted out. He didn't know why he responded to her.

Looking at the woman in front of him, he cast a sympathetic look. These women who got married for good fortune were all victims of the struggle for imperial power, and Shen Yiran was no exception. Before tonight, she would die a violent death.

So what? To this day, my legs are crippled and I am poisoned. I will follow those princes and concubines who came to get married at any time.

Looking at the silent man in front of her, Shen Yiran wondered in her mind whether she should make a deal with him. She could cure the poison in his body herself.

If he could ensure that he would have a place to live in the future, it might not be a bad thing. It would be better to hold on to Ren Jingzhi's disabled thigh than to be isolated and helpless.

"I can cure your poison."

These few short words caused ripples in Ren Jingzhi's stagnant heart. He didn't know what he was still expecting, because the imperial physician had already sentenced him to death.

But after seeing the determination in her eyes, a glimmer of hope rose in my heart.

But he said hypocritically: "No need, I am dying and don't want to bother anymore."

"Hey, do you know what kind of patients doctors hate the most? Those like you who are determined to die." When Shen Yiran encountered such patients during his lifetime, he would scold every one of them. Life is precious, how can one give up easily?

"I'm not helping you detoxify for nothing. I want to make a deal with you." She told him what she had just thought.

After hearing this, Ren Jingzhi thought that if he were given another chance, if there was really a possibility of survival, he would definitely avenge the brothers who died to protect him.

"Let's talk about it after you survive tonight!" His newly risen hope was extinguished by his own words.

Yes, his Crown Prince’s wife can’t even protect herself, what else can he expect? It’s ridiculous.

Shen Yiran was puzzled. He didn't eat people, so why couldn't he live until tomorrow? Suddenly he remembered that Aunt Lan poisoned him. Could it be because of this?

"The Crown Princess should live in the side yard!" Shen Yiran, who was deep in thought, was interrupted by this cold voice.

"Since I am the Crown Prince's Consort, why can't I live with my husband?" she asked recklessly.

"court death!"

Suddenly, Ren Jingzhi, who had been gentle as jade just now, went crazy. He knocked Shen Yiran out of the house with one palm, and then the door slammed shut.