Quick Transmigration: What to Do When the Male Supporting Character You Saved Becomes Obsessed with

Chapter 137 The Ruthless and Disabled Crown Prince (41)

Ji Shumin seemed to be unwell in his sleep, his brows furrowed.

The light inside the sedan chair was too dim to see clearly, but under the candlelight, a flush could be seen on his pale skin, extending all the way to his collar.

Although Lu Liruan and Ji Shumin slept in the same bed, both of them were very sound sleepers.

Every time Lu Liruan opened her eyes, Ji Shumin was already up, and Lu Liruan could hardly detect his presence.

He was lying on the bed, his breathing heavy, the breaths landing on the back of Lu Liruan's hand as she straightened his collar—rapid and unsteady.

For the first time, Lu Liruan realized that His Highness the Crown Prince was so fragile, so fragile that it seemed that even the slightest disturbance could take his life.

What made him seem indestructible was his indomitable and unyielding will to face fate.

Lu Liruan was quite moved. She realized that a person's will could be so strong that it could be used as a smokescreen. Lu Liruan felt that the reason why no one else dared to act rashly was because they still had a sense of wariness and fear towards Ji Shumin.

If he were to collapse, everything would be over. Lu Liruan could not imagine how much he was carrying, yet he never spoke of it.

"Wow, that's amazing... I feel like I've been tricked." Lu Liruan ran her fingertips over Ji Shumin's brow, trying to smooth out the wrinkles, and muttered to herself.

"Your Majesty...Your Highness, His Highness hasn't taken his medicine yet." Xiao Xizi walked in silently, bowing and speaking in a low voice.

"Your Highness has been drinking today, so please don't take any medicine yet, lest it harm your health." Lu Liruan was unsure whether the medicine he was taking would interact with the alcohol.

"Then you, you put this on the table. If, if His Highness is in the middle of the night... you can, you can feed him this." Xiao Xizi handed the small porcelain bottle to Lu Liruan with both hands.

Lu Liruan had mixed feelings, but she could only accept it.

Before I can understand the situation and offer any help, the best I can do right now is not to make things worse.

This thing is definitely not a good thing, but if Ji Shumin's body doesn't rely on it to maintain itself, and someone discovers the actual state of his body, or if things go wrong...

Lu Liruan sighed inwardly, "I understand."

The palace is crowded and full of eyes and ears; if one wants a chance to catch one's breath, leaving the palace is the best option.

But Ji Shumin is still the Crown Prince, and the Crown Prince must stay in the palace; how could he...?

A general idea came to Lu Liruan's mind.

Tonight, Ji Shumin stayed inside, while Lu Liruan stayed outside, looking at the huge candle on the candlestick that had been burning for three nights and still hadn't burned out.

Lu Liruan pondered for a moment, but still did not extinguish it.

After a long day of commotion, Lu Liruan was exhausted. She lay on the bed for a short while and then drifted off to sleep. She didn't know how much time had passed when she was suddenly awakened by a sharp pain.

"Ah—" Lu Liruan opened her eyes, thinking she was having a nightmare, but the stinging sensation in her arm was still there after she woke up.

Lu Liruan took a few seconds to come to her senses, turned around, and was startled!

Ji Shumin curled up, his legs unable to move, he was almost folded in half, one hand pulling at his hair, the other tightly gripping Lu Liruan's arm.

If he could stand up, he would be a head taller than Lu Liruan, and his arms would be long enough to wrap around Lu Liruan's forearm. At this moment, he was so rough that Lu Liruan felt that the area around her arm was being squeezed so tightly that her blood could not be drawn out.

"What's wrong?" Lu Liruan pushed aside the quilt and leaned over to check his expression. When she touched him, she found that Ji Shumin's inner clothes were damp with cold sweat.

Lu Liruan brushed the hair that was smeared on his face, and by the candlelight, Ji Shumin's pale lips were now stained with specks of scarlet blood.

Following the side of her cheek, her hand reached the thin skin of her nape, where the prominent spine pressed against Lu Liruan's palm, her shoulder blades trembling slightly...

"Ugh—" He clenched his teeth and let out a soft cry of pain, as if even Lu Liruan's gentle touch would bring him agony.

"Don't hold me, I'll go get you some water to take your medicine." Lu Liruan tried to break free from his arm.

Ji Shumin noticed this and not only held her hand, but also stuffed it into his arms as if he were hiding something, afraid that someone would take it away.

Lu Liruan pulled her hand away twice, not daring to move again. With her movements, Ji Shumin seemed to be in great discomfort, shrinking himself even more.

"Don't go." Finally, he managed to squeeze out two trembling words.

"Are you... are you still conscious? Do you know who I am?" Lu Liruan sat back on the bed and asked tentatively.

"You are my Crown Princess, where do you wish to go?" He took a deep breath, his voice barely audible.

"As long as you can understand, that's fine. I'll go get you some water and help you take your medicine. I'll be right back. I'm not leaving." Lu Liruan didn't care about anything else. She gently comforted him, running her fingertips through his damp hair and combing it gently.

"Don't go, stay right beside me," Ji Shumin insisted in a cold and hard tone.

"Give me the medicine." He started coughing, his voice hoarse, looking strangely pitiful.

Lu Liruan handed it over, but he couldn't hold the porcelain bottle. Several times, his arm seemed to hang down uncontrollably.

"Bang!" For the last time, he slammed his hand hard against the bedpost!

"Hey! What are you doing!" Lu Liruan was startled and hurriedly grabbed his hand to check it. The knuckles that had hit the pillar were badly red and would probably swell up tomorrow.

"My legs are useless, and now even my hands are useless!" He said bitterly, his eyes reddening as he stared at his uncontrollable body as if it were his enemy.

"Why isn't it working? Shh—it'll work after you take the medicine, don't worry, don't worry..." Lu Liruan blew on his injured area: "Does it hurt?"

Lu Liruan had never faced such a scene before. She felt flustered, but tried her best to calm Ji Shumin, who was going crazy at the moment.

"If it doesn't hurt, wouldn't I be even more crippled!" Ji Shumin gritted his teeth. The raging pain and uncontrollable anger in his body made him wish he could smash all the useless bones right now!

Lu Liruan opened the porcelain bottle with one hand, concentrated, poured out a red pill, placed it in her palm, and handed it to Ji Shumin.

Then, he almost swung it away.

Fortunately, Lu Liruan grabbed her hand in time, preventing the pill from falling out.

“You won’t feel uncomfortable after taking medicine…” Lu Liruan tried to lift his chin.

"I won't eat it. If you have the ability, then torture me to death." Ji Shumin's voice was hoarse, and he was breathing heavily as he spoke these unrealistic and spiteful words.

Lu Liruan was stunned. She had said the same thing herself. In her most hopeless moment, she thought defiantly: Let the disease torment me to death. I want to see just how much more pain I can endure!

At this moment, Lu Liruan seemed to see her former self, who ultimately could not be saved.

Lu Liruan pressed Ji Shumin's curled-up body onto the blanket with force: "Take your medicine!"