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

The Crown Princess was startled, as if a basin of cold water had been poured over her head, and she hurriedly explained: "Sister, this dish is not made by me..."

Before the Crown Princess could finish her words, Ning Rouer interrupted her with a sneer on her lips, a smile as cold as a poisonous snake.

"Hmph, sister, don't try to quibble. It must be you who ordered this. Aren't you just jealous that His Highness dotes on me, so you want to take this opportunity to torture me? You are so cruel."

Yu Gongchen listened at the side, his face darkened, his eyes full of disgust towards the Crown Princess, as if he was looking at the filthiest thing in the world.

He stepped forward and roared, "Ning Yingying, you are becoming more and more outrageous! Rou'er is sick now, and you dare to treat her like this!" As he said that, he suddenly pushed the Crown Princess away.

The Crown Princess was caught off guard and fell backwards, with the back of her head hitting the bed hard. She felt a sharp pain as if her head had exploded.

Suddenly, blood gushed out and flowed down his cheeks. The warm blood slid across his face and dripped onto the ground, forming shocking blood flowers.

She felt dizzy and her vision went dark, as if she was in a dark vortex, with the world spinning around her. But she managed not to faint, a stubbornness that went deep into her bones.

She smiled bitterly, her smile full of sadness and despair, like a flower destroyed in a storm. She seemed numb to the endless torture, and her soul seemed to have been pulled out of this tattered body.

She wiped the blood off her forehead with her sleeves, and the white sleeves were instantly stained with blood, a shocking red, like a red spider lily blooming on the road to the underworld, sad and tragic, exuding the breath of death and despair.

The palace maids around were so frightened that they dared not even breathe. They all lowered their heads, their bodies trembling slightly. The whole room seemed to be shrouded in a thick haze, filled with a tense and depressing atmosphere. The air seemed to be frozen, and only the rapid breathing of the crowd could be heard.

Yu Gongchen seemed to be blind to this and didn't even look at the Crown Princess. There was only Ning Rouer in his eyes.

He was only concerned with comforting Ning Rouer in a gentle voice: "Rouer, don't be angry. It's not good for your health to get angry. Don't pay attention to this bitch." The gentle tone formed a sharp contrast with the fierceness when he treated the Crown Princess.

At this moment, the servant reported: "The Imperial Concubine has arrived." This voice was like a heavy hammer, hitting Yu Gongchen's heart.

He was startled, and a complex look flashed in his eyes, showing disgust towards the Imperial Concubine, but also helplessness in having to put on a show before his attempt to usurp the throne succeeded.

He hurriedly shouted to the Crown Princess on the ground: "Hurry up and stop talking nonsense, or you'll be in trouble!" The voice was full of threats.

Although Yu Gongchen hated the Imperial Concubine, in his heart, she was a stumbling block on his road to usurping the throne.

But at this moment, he didn't have enough strength to compete with him, so he had to save face. He quickly straightened his clothes, his movements were a little flustered, trying to hide his inner nervousness.

He stepped forward to greet the Imperial Concubine and saluted respectfully: "Greetings, Her Majesty the Imperial Concubine. I didn't know you were coming, and I'm sorry for not coming to greet you." He lowered his head, but there was a barely perceptible sinister glimpse in his eyes.

The imperial concubine walked into the house with graceful steps. She was dressed in gorgeous clothes with her skirt swaying gracefully, like a blooming peony.

Her gaze first fell on the Crown Princess, whose forehead was bleeding and who looked disheveled. She frowned slightly, and a hint of doubt flashed across her eyes, like a ripple on the calm surface of a lake, but she quickly looked away and continued walking towards the house.

The atmosphere in the room became more subtle because of her arrival, as if an invisible force was flowing in the air.

She walked towards Ning Rouer's bed with light steps, each step carried a kind of unhurried dignity.

Her eyes showed concern, and she said, "I heard that the concubine was ill, and I was extremely worried. I rushed over to see her as soon as I had time. The concubine has always been favored by the prince, but now she is suffering from illness. I am really distressed."

Her voice is like a mountain spring, clear and pleasant, yet with a kind of nobility that cannot be ignored.

As she spoke, she had already walked to the bedside, leaned over slightly, and looked carefully at Ning Rouer's face. The concern in her eyes was even stronger, like a kind elder looking at a suffering younger generation, and she said softly: "Your little face is so pale, it's really hard for you, child."

When Ning Rouer saw this, a hint of pride flashed in her eyes, which was the pleasure of having her conspiracy succeed.

She bowed slightly and said delicately, "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I am so lucky to have your care."

As she spoke, she glanced at the Crown Princess out of the corner of her eye, her eyes full of boasting and provocation.

That look was like a sharp knife, piercing straight at the Crown Princess, as if to say, "You are the legitimate daughter and the Crown Princess, so what? Now you are still being trampled under my feet and allowed to be humiliated by me."

The corners of her mouth rose slightly, revealing an imperceptible smile, which contained endless malice.

When Ning Rouer's illness was mentioned, Yu Gongchen was filled with resentment. He frowned, his eyes burning with anger, and cursed at the doctors: "It's all because of these quacks. They haven't cured Rouer's illness yet. They are such rubbish!"

His roar echoed in the room, and the imperial doctors were so frightened that they knelt on the ground and kowtowed for mercy.

The Imperial Concubine looked at the Crown Princess, then at Yu Gongchen, a thoughtful look flashed in her eyes, and she said to Yu Gongchen, "Crown Prince, I would like to ask the Crown Princess to come to Chuxiu Palace to talk to me, is that possible?" Her tone seemed gentle, but it carried a majesty that could not be refused.

Ning Rouer on the side was not willing to let the Crown Princess go. A hint of displeasure flashed across her eyes, but she quickly put on a gentle look again.

"Brother Prince, I want my sister to serve me. Who will take care of me when I'm gone?" She tightly grasped Yu Gongchen's arm, tears flashing in her eyes, as if she had suffered a great injustice.

Yu Gongchen looked at the Imperial Concubine with some embarrassment and said, "My Lady Imperial Concubine, Rou'er still needs the Crown Princess's care."

There was a hint of hesitation in his eyes. He didn't want to offend the Imperial Concubine, but he also didn't want to make Ning Rouer unhappy.

The Imperial Concubine smiled slightly, and that smile had a sense of insight into everything, and said:

"Then let's make a deal. I have a pill given by Ran Ran. This pill is extremely precious and is a good medicine for treating difficult and complicated diseases. I can give the pill to the concubine, but I want the Crown Princess to stay with me in Chuxiu Palace for a few days."

When Ning Rouer heard that there was medicine that could cure her illness, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and that surprise was like a ray of light suddenly appearing in the darkness.

She immediately said, "Okay, Noble Concubine, please give me the medicine!" Her impatience was obvious.

Yu Gongchen thought to himself, he knew that the Royal Concubine came this time because the bitch Ning Yingying must have asked her for help, but it would be okay to let her go to Chuxiu Palace.

In his opinion, his plan would soon succeed, and then everyone would have to listen to him and he could deal with them however he wanted.

Right now, curing Rou'er's illness was the most important thing. So he acquiesced to the deal, with a subtle calculation flashing in his eyes.