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

After all the silver needles were removed, she quickly pressed the needle holes with a clean cotton ball, her movements were gentle and accurate. After observing for a while, she found that there was no blood oozing from the needle holes, so she disinfected the needle holes again.

After finishing all these, she was completely relaxed. She turned her sore neck and did some chest expansion exercises. Only then did she feel better. The Thirteen Needles were not something that ordinary people could control. It was very energy-consuming. In addition, the original owner's body was too weak, so it was quite strenuous.

At this time, she saw Ren Jingzhi on the bed moving outwards, and hurriedly leaned over and asked, "What do you want to do? What's wrong?" He didn't answer, and moved outwards faster. Oh no, he was going to vomit blood, so she quickly took two steps forward and held his shoulders.

Then, with a "wow" sound, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and a few drops happened to fall on the back of Shen Yiran's hand. She raised it and saw that it was black. She put it to the tip of her nose and sniffed it gently. There was a faint smell of medicine, which could not be detected at all if you didn't pay attention.

At this time, the two people outside the door heard the noise and immediately stood up. Lin Bei asked anxiously, "Master, is there anything wrong?" Hearing the question, Shen Yiran hurriedly pulled the silk blanket on the bed to cover Ren Jingzhi.

There was silence in the room for a moment, and then a slightly tired female voice was heard: "Come in."

Lin Bei and Yun'er looked at each other and cautiously opened the door. There was a pool of blood beside the bed, and the prince's wife was sitting on the bed, with the master lying on her legs. His face was a little pale at this time, and the prince's wife was helping him to calm down.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Lin Bei walked quickly to the couch, his eyes full of anxiety.

Shen Yiran waved his hand gently and said, "It's okay, just spit out poisonous blood." After hearing this, the tension on their faces eased a little.

Lin Bei hurriedly asked, "Prince Consort, is the poison cleared?"

She frowned slightly, pondered for a moment and said, "He has been poisoned for a long time, and today he was soaked in the lotus pond water, which made his condition worse. He needs to be recuperated for some time before the poison can be eliminated."

"Okay, okay, I will take good care of the master." Lin Bei became worried when he heard that the condition had worsened, but then he felt relieved when he heard that it could be cleared. His little heart could not bear this kind of worry.

Seeing Ren Jingzhi who was a little drowsy, Shen Yiran moved him from her legs back to the bed to sleep. She reached out and touched his forehead. Fortunately, he didn't have a fever, so she was completely relieved.

She looked at Lin Bei, "Go and tell the kitchen to prepare some light meals, preferably meat porridge, and remember not to let him eat too greasy food. If anyone asks, just say that the prince is not feeling well and does not want to eat. His current condition must not be made public."

Lin Bei nodded quickly and walked quickly towards the kitchen.

Yun'er looked at her own young lady who seemed a little tired, and said distressedly, "Young lady, you look so tired, let me massage your shoulders for you."

Shen Yiran smiled at her calmly, "No need, I just need to rest for a while."

At this time, Lin Nan walked in quickly and said, "Greetings, Crown Prince's Consort." After the greeting, he looked at Ren Jingzhi lying on the bed, his eyes full of respect and worry.

"No need to be so polite." Shen Yiran looked at the strange young man in front of him. He estimated that he was only sixteen or seventeen years old. How did he get into Ren Jingzhi's bedroom?

Seeing the young lady's doubts, Yun'er explained, "Miss, his name is Lin Nan, he is the younger brother of Brother Lin Bei, and he also left the house this morning to look for you."

When Yun'er mentioned what happened in the morning, she was speechless and helpless. Such an ordinary thing had been turned into a mess.

Lin Nan didn't say anything else. He picked up the broom and started cleaning the blood stains on the ground. Soon, the blood stains on the ground were cleaned up.

"Zhi'er, Zhi'er, your father has come to see you." A deep middle-aged man's voice came.

The master and servant were shocked. If this scene was seen by Ren's father, how would they explain it? Shen Yiran didn't have time to think about it. He put the medicine box he had packed into the space. He straightened his clothes and went to meet him. He bowed and said respectfully, "Yiran greets father." Lin Nan and Yun'er also followed suit and saluted, "Greetings, Master."

"No need to be so polite." Not seeing his son, Ren's father asked, "Where's Zhi'er? Hasn't he gotten up yet?"

Lin Nan and Yun'er looked at each other without replying. Shen Yiran considered her words carefully before replying, "Father, my husband is not feeling well today. He took medicine and went to bed. I'm sorry to bother you about me."

"It's okay, just let him rest. I was thinking of coming to see you after I got off court this morning." After that, he looked around the bedroom and continued, "The furnishings in this room are a bit simple, I will ask someone to send some exquisite ones tomorrow. There was no wedding hall in the mansion on the day you got married, because...after all, the Xiangfu treated you unfairly."

Shen Yiran knew that he wanted to explain why there was no wedding hall that day. She understood that there was no need for that. Who would slap themselves in the face? You can't have a wedding the day before and a funeral the next night. Wouldn't that make a fool of yourself?

"Father, what are you talking about? Yi Ran has not been liked by you since she was a child and has always been fostered in the countryside. Now the Prime Minister's Mansion does not mind her ugly appearance and gives her a place to live. I am very grateful and will do my best to take care of my husband in the future." After saying that, she turned her head and looked at Ren Jingzhi who was lying on the bed.

Seeing Shen Yiran say this, Father Ren was slightly startled, a trace of guilt flashed across his face, and he coughed lightly and said, "Don't mention the past. Since you have entered the mansion, you are a member of my Ren family. As long as you take good care of my son, the mansion will not treat you unfairly."

Shen Yiran said hurriedly: "Father, I am very grateful for your concern. But the things we have now are enough for us to use, so there is no need to spend more."

Father Ren waved his hand and said, "Don't refuse. As a father, I should consider you more. Huaxi Garden should also be renovated. It was because of Zhier..."

"Don't be sad, father. Your husband will surely live happily. Just relax." She couldn't bear to let a father suffer every day by worrying about when his son would suddenly leave. How cruel it was.

Seeing his daughter-in-law's firm consolation, a glimmer of hope surged in Ren's father's heart, and he hurriedly asked, "Yiran, do you have any good ideas?" His eyes were full of expectation and eagerness.

Shen Yiran lowered her eyes slightly, thought for a moment and then said: "Father, when I was in the countryside, a wandering doctor gave me a medical book, which recorded how to dissolve the strange poison. I have given my husband the medicine according to this prescription. I hope you will not blame me."

When Ren's father heard this, he was very excited. "How can I blame you? The poison my son was poisoned with has been said by all the famous doctors to be incurable. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, we will try our best."

"Father, you are very understanding. I will do my best. But, I have a favor to ask, and I hope you will agree..."

"What's the matter?"

"A few days ago, the Third Prince visited the mansion. He seemed to have a deep grudge against my husband. In order to prevent the matter of my husband's detoxification from being heard by someone with ulterior motives, we must be cautious and not announce the detoxification to the public for the time being."

Upon hearing this, Father Ren looked solemn. His brows slightly furrowed, and his eyes revealed worry and contemplation. After a moment, he replied, "Okay! You decide. If you need my help, just tell me."

"The daughter-in-law thanks her father." Shen Yiran leaned over again.