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

Shen Yiran stared at the unconscious man in white quietly, and after a moment, decided to start a fire. Fire can not only bring warmth, but also drive away wild animals and provide them with a sense of security.

Then, she gently opened the medicine box and took out a small lighter from it. This lighter seemed particularly out of place in this ancient cave, but it was like a spark of hope.

Shen Yiran carefully picked up some dry branches and piled them into a small firewood pile. He took a deep breath and pressed the switch of the lighter.

With a soft "crack" sound, a weak flame jumped out. She nervously brought the flame close to the firewood pile, and the dry branches were quickly ignited. The flame gradually grew larger, and the warm firelight instantly illuminated a corner of the cave.

Shen Yiran looked at the unconscious man in white in the light of the fire, sighed slightly, and then opened the medicine box. The medicines in the medicine box were neatly arranged, and she skillfully took out the medicines and tools needed to treat the external injuries.

Shen Yiran undressed the man in white and found that the gauze bandages he had used previously were soaked with water and some of the wounds were showing signs of bleeding.

Her brows knitted tightly together, and she was filled with worry. The man's injuries had become more serious after being soaked in the river water. She had to treat the wound as soon as possible to prevent the infection from getting worse.

Shen Yiran carefully cut open the soaked gauze. She observed the condition of the wound carefully and gently wiped the surrounding water stains with a clean cloth.

Then, she took out the disinfectant from the medicine box again and gently applied it to the wound. The man seemed to feel the pain in his coma and moved slightly, but Shen Yiran did not pause at all and continued to concentrate on treating his wound.

Shen Yiran carefully applied ointment on the man and then re-bandaged his wound. After finishing all this, she felt a little relieved.

However, she knew that this was only a temporary relief, and the man's condition was still not optimistic. She had to keep an eye on his condition and be prepared to deal with any changes that might occur.

At this moment, Shen Yiran stared at the medicine box quietly, her heart full of anticipation. How she wished that the medicine box could be as naughty as usual, suddenly opening or closing with a "bang", like a lively elf interacting with her.

However, she waited quietly for a moment, but the medicine box remained motionless, just lying there quietly, as if it had lost all vitality.

That silent look made Shen Yiran's worries grow stronger. She didn't know what had happened to Ling'er, nor did she know how to deal with this dilemma full of unknowns.

Shen Yiran called out softly again: "Ling'er, Ling'er, where are you? Do you know that I am worried about you?"

However, the only response she got was the tranquility of the night. Shen Yiran leaned against the cave wall helplessly, looking at the unconscious man and the quiet medicine box, with a myriad of thoughts in her mind.

She didn't know what to do next, and without Ling'er's guidance, she felt a little confused. But she knew that she couldn't give up, and she had to be strong, for herself and for the people around her.

Suddenly, Shen Yiran felt that the medicine box seemed to have a life of its own. It was so fragile and seemed like it could disappear at any time.

Shen Yiran's heart suddenly tightened, and she couldn't help but reach out and hold the medicine box in her arms, stroking it gently. The familiar touch made her feel a little relieved, but the worry in her heart still lingered.

She stared at the medicine box quietly, with a lot of thoughts in her mind. This medicine box has always been one of her supports in this strange world. It has witnessed many of her difficult moments and has also given her a lot of help. Now, it has become so fragile, which makes her feel extremely uneasy.

Shen Yiran hugged the medicine box tightly, tears dripping down her cheeks one by one. Those tears seemed to be the release of the fear and helplessness deep in her heart.

After an unknown amount of time, she felt the medicine box in her arms move. Her heart skipped a beat, and she couldn't believe her feelings, thinking she was too tired and hallucinating.

However, immediately afterwards, the medicine box moved slightly again, and this time she was sure that she was not wrong.

Just as she was about to call Ling'er, Ling'er's soft voice came out first: "My lady, please let go of my hand. I'm almost suffocating because of you."

Upon hearing this, Shen Yiran quickly let go of her hand, with a happy smile on her face. "Ling'er, you really scared me to death. I thought just now..."

When Shen Yiran's eyes fell on the small thing in her arms, her body began to tremble slightly uncontrollably, her eyes widened with surprise.

Her voice trembled slightly as she asked, "What are you?"

"I'm not a thing, no, I'm a thing, no, I'm not a thing... Oh, my lady, you've confused me."

There was a hint of urgency and helplessness in Ling'er's soft voice. She flapped her little wings and hovered in the air, as if protesting against her question.

That little look was both adorable and hilarious. Seeing Ling'er's reaction, Shen Yiran's tension and worry dissipated a little unconsciously.

Shen Yiran listened to Ling'er saying this and burst out laughing.

When Ling'er heard Shen Yiran's laughter, she twisted her round body even more dissatisfiedly, and flapped her little wings faster.

At this moment, Shen Yiran looked at Ling'er carefully under the light.

It has a pair of small and exquisite wings covered with colorful patterns. Whenever it flaps its wings and flies, it looks like a gorgeous rainbow across the sky.

Ling'er's eyes are big and round, like two black gems, sparkling with a lively light. Its little nose is always twitching, which is very cute.

Its mouth is small and always slightly upturned, revealing two small white teeth.

Shen Yiran was really touched by the cuteness of this little thing, and joked: "Ling'er, I didn't expect you to be so cute. How about I change your name to 'Zhuzhu'?"

When Ling'er heard this, her eyes widened immediately, and her wings flapped even faster. "My dear, no, no, this name is too vulgar. I don't want to be called Pig." Its voice was soft and anxious, and its round body twisted in the air, as if expressing its dissatisfaction.

Shen Yiran couldn't help laughing when she saw Ling'er's cute appearance. "Okay, okay, I won't call you Pig. Then tell me, what name do you want?"

Ling'er tilted her head and thought for a while, then her eyes lit up. "My dear, I think my name is still better, Ling'er, don't change it."

After saying that, it flew to Shen Yiran's shoulder and rubbed her cheek with its little head. Shen Yiran gently stroked Ling'er, her heart full of warmth.

Ling'er's appearance made Shen Yiran no longer feel so scared and lonely in the dark night. The little figure seemed like a beacon in the darkness, giving her courage and hope. She tilted her head slightly, looked at Ling'er lying on her shoulder, and said softly: "It's great to have you here."

Shen Yiran seemed to have suddenly thought of something. He looked towards Ling'er, staring at the small figure, and asked, "Ling'er, why did you suddenly stop talking? And why did you suddenly show up?"