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

Chapter 145: Fighting the God of Death

In Defu Money House, Shen Yiran had just arranged Li Bo's work and was about to leave with Shen Yunyu when the half-open door suddenly made a soft "bang" sound.

Then, Lin Bei rushed in in a hurry. Without saying a word, he ignored etiquette and grabbed Shen Yiran's hand and ran out, saying anxiously: "Princess, please follow me quickly, the master is in trouble!"

Shen Yiran's heart suddenly sank, and an ominous premonition instantly enveloped her whole body. She didn't have time to ask more questions, and let Lin Bei pull her out, and Shen Yunyu and Li Bo hurriedly followed.

After leaving the bank, Lin Bei did not say a word and used his Qinggong to lift Shen Yiran onto the horse. The horse neighed, raising clouds of dust, and the two of them galloped all the way to the palace.

The wind whistled in her ears, Shen Yiran's heart was in a knot, and her mind was full of thoughts. She kept asking Lin Bei: "What happened? Why did the prince suddenly get into trouble?"

Lin Bei's face was filled with anxiety, and his voice was trembling a little: "I am not very clear either. I only saw the eunuch in the palace come out to announce that the master is in trouble and asked the Crown Prince's Consort to come to the palace quickly, otherwise the master's life will be in danger."

Shen Yiran's face became paler and paler. She held the reins tightly, and her knuckles turned slightly white from the force.

She didn't dare to imagine what terrible thing the prince had encountered, and the worry in her heart kept surging like a tide.

At this moment, she only hoped to get to the palace as soon as possible, see the prince, and make sure he was safe.

At the entrance of the money house, Shen Yunyu and Li Bo stared at the disappearing backs of Lin Bei and Shen Yiran, their faces filled with astonishment and worry.

Shen Yunyu frowned, his eyes full of doubt and anxiety. He didn't know what had happened, and secretly speculated on various possible situations.

Was the prince assassinated in the palace? Or did he suddenly fall seriously ill? Shen Yunyu's heart was hanging in the air. He was worried about Shen Yiran's safety, and even more concerned about the prince's condition.

The horses galloped, raising a cloud of dust. Shen Yiran and Lin Bei rushed towards the palace anxiously.

Finally, the majestic gate of the palace appeared before his eyes. Lin Bei pulled the reins hard, and the horse raised its front hooves high, neighing loudly before stopping steadily.

Shen Yiran's heart seemed to be shocked by this sudden pause, and her eyes were fixed on the solemn palace gate.

At this moment, a guard came over quickly with a very serious look and said anxiously: "Princess, the situation is extremely urgent! You can ride directly into the Hall of Supreme Harmony."

Lin Bei did not hesitate at all, and shook the reins again, and the horse rushed into the palace like an arrow. The horse's hooves stepped on the stone pavement of the palace, making a crisp and rapid sound, as if urging them to hurry to the prince.

Shen Yiran only felt the wind whistling past her ears, and the palace in front of her quickly receded. The face of the prince kept appearing in her mind, and the worry in her heart followed her like a shadow.

She didn't know what happened to the prince, and this unknown situation made her fear grow. She held the horse's mane tightly and leaned forward slightly, as if this would make the horse run faster.

Finally, the Hall of Supreme Harmony appeared before our eyes.

Before they got close enough, they heard the emperor's furious roar: "You cure him for me! If you can't, none of you will survive!" The voice boomed around the palace like thunder, filled with endless anger and anxiety.

Shen Yiran and Lin Bei hurriedly dismounted and rushed into the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

The atmosphere in the Hall of Supreme Harmony was so tense that it was suffocating. The emperor's angry expression seemed to ignite the air, and his eyes were bloodshot as he stared at the imperial doctors surrounding Ren Jingzhi.

The imperial doctors were all silent, with beads of sweat on their foreheads. The moment Shen Yiran rushed in, it seemed to break the tense atmosphere, but it also brought new tension.

Shen Yiran rushed over anxiously, calling out anxiously: "Husband, husband..."

Her urgent calls echoed in the hall, making people feel pity.

The emperor felt a little relieved when he saw Shen Yiran, but his anger and anxiety did not diminish at all. He shouted at the doctors, "Get out of my way!"

Then, he turned to look at Shen Yiran, his face full of anxiety and nervousness, and said in a hurried tone: "Jingzhi's wife, please help Jingzhi take a look..."

"Yes, Your Majesty." At this moment, Shen Yiran's voice was trembling violently, like fallen leaves in the wind, and even his footsteps were shaking constantly.

Shen Yiran slowly approached Ren Jingzhi, each step felt like walking on the edge of a knife. Her legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead, and every breath she took was filled with endless worry.

When she finally stood next to Ren Jingzhi, the shocking scene made her eyes moist instantly.

At this time, Ren Jingzhi lay there quietly, his eyes closed, his face as pale as paper. A dagger was inserted into his chest, and the blade had been completely immersed in the shocking wound. The clothes around the wound were soaked in black blood, emitting a heart-pounding smell.

When Shen Yiran saw this scene, she felt her head buzz and everything went blank. Her body trembled slightly, and an indescribable panic and fear surged into her heart.

Shen Yiran stretched out her hand tremblingly and gently placed it on Ren Jingzhi's wrist. The weak pulse from her fingertips made her heart tighten. As she felt the pulse, her face became paler.

The poison had already spread to his heart, and his breath was as weak as a candle in the wind, and could go out at any time.

Shen Yiran was extremely anxious, knowing that the situation was extremely critical and there could be no hesitation or delay.

Various countermeasures flashed through her mind quickly, and she finally decided without hesitation to give Ren Jingzhi the "Yuehua Shengyu Pill" to stabilize his heart. She knew very well the preciousness and magical effect of this pill.

Now, she could only place her hope on this small pill again. Shen Yiran put her hand into her sleeve, seemingly casually, but in fact she was silently summoning the life-saving pill from space.

In an instant, a "Moonlight Holy Healing Pill" emitting a mysterious glow appeared in her hand.

Shen Yiran quickly pressed Ren Jingzhi's mouth-opening point, and when his mouth opened slightly, he slowly placed the pill into his mouth, his eyes full of expectation and prayer, hoping that this pill could save Ren Jingzhi's life.

As the pill entered his throat, everyone's eyes were fixed on Ren Jingzhi. The entire Hall of Supreme Harmony fell into a dead silence, as if even the air had frozen. Everyone held their breath, nervously waiting for a miracle to happen.

The emperor stared at Ren Jingzhi closely, his hands unconsciously clenched, his eyes full of anxiety and expectation. Finally, he could no longer suppress his worries and asked directly: "Wife Jingzhi, can this kid still be saved..."

The emperor's voice was trembling, and his trembling words were filled with concern for Ren Jingzhi and uneasiness about the current situation.

His eyes were filled with eager desire, and he desperately wanted to get a positive answer from Shen Yiran.

The people around him pricked up their ears, nervously waiting for Shen Yiran's response. Their faces were also filled with worry and expectation, as if Ren Jingzhi's life and death not only affected the fate of one person, but also the future of the entire court.