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

She looked in the direction Yun'er pointed, and saw a girl who looked about seventeen years old, with an upright posture, light and steady steps, bright and sharp eyes, and a few strands of hair fluttering in the wind, adding a bit of heroic spirit to her.

Shen Yiran was suspicious. This girl looked like a martial artist, and her martial arts skills seemed quite good. So why was she willing to be a slave? Did she have a story that no one knew about?

Suddenly she wanted to test it, she pretended to slip and fall forward. At this moment, she keenly caught a flash of nervousness in the girl's eyes, and instinctively wanted to reach out to support her, but as if she realized something, she stopped the action and regained her calm expression.

She noticed all these subtle changes, and she thought secretly in her heart: This girl may look ordinary, but in fact she is not simple at all. After testing, it can be concluded that she is a martial artist, and her martial arts skills seem to be quite strong. I just don't know why she wants to conceal it so deliberately.

Shen Yiran said calmly: "Then call her over to take a look."

Yun'er quickly called the girl over, bowed respectfully, and said in a cold voice, "Greetings, Crown Prince's Consort."

Shen Yiran looked at her carefully and felt quite satisfied. He thought about keeping her to observe her for a while.

So he said softly: "From now on, you will serve me closely. Since you have followed me, you must be loyal and do everything with your heart. As long as you do your best, I will definitely not treat you unfairly."

The girl nodded quickly and said, "Don't worry, Princess. I will do my best and will not slack off in the slightest." The girl hurriedly thanked him.

"What's your name?"

When asked about her name, the girl's eyes flashed with panic. "My name is... "Everyone has their own secrets, so does she? She stopped asking.

Just as the girl was thinking about how to answer, she heard Shen Yiran say, "Let me give you a name, um, let's call you Banxia!"

The girl was stunned at first, then leaned forward to express her gratitude: "Thank you for the name, Miss." Shen Yiran smiled gently and said, "Banxia is a very good name. I hope you can be as fresh and unique as this name in the future."

Banxia stood up, her eyes full of gratitude: "Don't worry, Princess, I will definitely live up to your expectations."

After everything was arranged, the master and servant returned to the room, and Yun'er poured a glass of water for the master.

Shen Yiran took a sip of water and said, "Yun'er, go and assign rooms to the servants."

Yuner responded cheerfully, "Yes, Miss."

She took two steps and suddenly turned around as if she remembered something.

"What's wrong? Is there anything else?" Shen Yiran asked her with a smile.

"Miss, from now on, I can no longer live with you, and I must change my address to call you the Crown Prince's Consort, so as to avoid gossip."

She gently put down the cup and said with a look of satisfaction, "It's great that you can think of this. I agree. Go and make the arrangements carefully. You can live with the new Miss Banxia so that you can take care of each other."

Yun'er said reluctantly, "Thank you, Princess. I will go right away."

Looking at Yun'er walking towards the door, her heart was a little moved. This girl was really smart and would definitely become a reliable confidant in the future.

After a while, Yun'er arranged the servants' rooms, and her and Banxia's rooms were next to Shen Yiran's bedroom.

Just at this moment, Shen Yiran was about to go out to take a look when he saw Butler Liu coming in with his servants.

Butler Liu said respectfully, "Princess, on the orders of the master and his wife, we are to add some new items to your bedroom." After that, he directed the servants to move in each piece of exquisite furniture and decorations.

Shen Yiran looked at all this in amazement. She saw the servants carrying a carved dressing table, which was inlaid with gems and sparkled. There were also soft brocade bedding, embroidered with exquisite flower and bird patterns. The new screen was even more meticulously crafted, with beautiful landscapes painted on it.

Butler Liu introduced: "Princess, this dressing table was made by a famous craftsman from Jiangnan, and this quilt is also made of top-quality silk."

After a while, the bedroom looked brand new and more warm and elegant.

Shen Yiran looked at these items, all of which were luxury goods, and instantly felt like a rich woman. She suppressed her inner excitement, smiled at Butler Liu and said, "Butler Liu, you have worked hard!"

Hearing this, he paused for a moment and said, "The master said that the Prime Minister's Mansion has failed you. I hope you can take good care of the prince in the future."

Shen Yiran thought to herself that she got all these luxury goods because of that icy face. She suddenly felt that she had no sense of existence and her previous joy was reduced by 50%.

But after a little thought, no matter what the reason is, it is best for her to enjoy it to the fullest.

She put away her thoughts, put on a decent smile again, and said to Butler Liu: "Please rest assured, Butler Liu, since I have entered the Prime Minister's Mansion, I will do my best to take good care of the prince."

Upon hearing this, Butler Liu said respectfully, "The Crown Prince's Consort is so understanding and reasonable. It is a blessing for the Prime Minister's Mansion. I believe that the Crown Prince's Consort will be able to take good care of the Crown Prince. If there is anything you need in the future, just let her know."

Shen Yiran nodded slightly and said, "Thank you, Butler Liu. I hope you can give me more advice in the future. I'm new here and I don't understand many things. If there is anything inappropriate, please tell me frankly."

Butler Liu quickly responded, "Your Highness's wife is too polite. I will do my best." After that, he bowed again and slowly retreated.

She looked at Butler Liu's departing back, sighed softly, turned around and began to look at the new objects in the room, thinking about her future life in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

After a while, she walked into the courtyard and saw the servants busy with their work. Some were sweeping the courtyard, raising clouds of dust as they waved their brooms; some were pruning branches, looking focused and carefully protecting the tenaciously blooming flower; and some were carrying heavy objects, with beads of sweat sliding down their cheeks, but they didn't bother to wipe them off.

The whole yard was bustling with activity. This scene reminded her of her time in the army, and she began to miss her comrades.

Those days of sweating together and those moments of fighting side by side seem to be right before her eyes. She still remembers the stern but concerned look of the squad leader on the training ground, the warmth of relying on each other when standing guard with her comrades in the middle of the night, and the determination of everyone to work together and forge ahead to complete the task.

She took a deep breath, trying to suppress the longing. However, those memories kept coming back like a tide, making her heart unable to calm down for a long time.

She silently said in her heart: "Dear comrades, how are you now?"