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

Chapter 117 The Ruthless and Disabled Crown Prince (21)

Lu Liruan thought to herself: We're not even talking about the same thing. I'm thinking about how to get along with you in the future. Do you think I think your place is too small?

"Why is the Crown Princess looking at me like that? No matter what, I can still afford to support one more person like you."

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness." Lu Liruan said with a forced smile.

Even if you're in a really bad situation, it shouldn't be this bad. Don't think I don't know.

Ji Shumin was in the main hall today. He was openly and secretly given a lot of wine.

Everyone knows that one should not drink alcohol when injured, but who cares?

The Emperor drank a cup with the Crown Prince first, and naturally the others followed suit...

I wonder how many people secretly think: "I wish my life would never be good!"

The way Ji Shumin stood when he performed the ceremony today made many people present very nervous.

Looking at their expressions, Ji Shumin found it extremely amusing.

They all thought they could do great things, and they all thought they were the chosen ones.

As a result, at the slightest disturbance, the fur on its tail practically stands on end; it really thinks it's something special!

Ji Shumin was happy when others were unhappy.

It's not entirely because of his disability that he developed this temperament; he was generally like this before he fell off the horse.

It's just that it's hidden a little better.

Life is so miserable these days, and I can't vent my frustrations, so I'm showing my true colors.

He has always been cold-hearted and mean-spirited.

He never showed mercy to his enemies, and would do everything in his power to wipe them out.

But he was also cunning and scheming. During his many years as crown prince, he had made countless calculations, both real and deceptive, overt and covert.

He never managed to harm him, and even made significant contributions to the position of Crown Prince.

If it weren't for this unexpected incident, he would already have a majority of supporters in the court...

But precisely because of this, Ji Shumin knew it in his heart.

His decision to retreat from the rapids at this point was not his own choice, but a choice made for him by others...

As for who it is?

Ji Shumin twirled the Buddhist prayer beads in his hand, his gaze turning cold as he scrutinized Lu Liruan: You'd better have nothing to do with them.

I am not a soft-hearted person, not even my Crown Princess.

Lu Liruan watched as his face gradually turned deathly pale, his fingernails digging tightly into the prayer beads, and then, as his index fingernail split open, a trickle of blood seeped out…

Xiao Xizi glanced at Lu Liruan, then looked at Ji Shumin's expression.

Ji Shumin's eyes turned cold, and Xiao Xizi's forehead veins bulged: "It's getting late, the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess need to rest. They don't need to be served here. You can all leave now!"

As soon as Lu Liruan noticed that Ji Shumin was acting strangely, she stepped forward and used her loose wedding dress to block him.

In just a few words, Lu Liruan felt Ji Shumin in the wheelchair suddenly go limp and lean against her back.

He pressed his forehead against his spine, his hands gripping the hem of his wedding dress.

What's going on? Could it be that someone dared to drug him in the main hall?

Since her previous experience of being drugged, Lu Liruan has become very vigilant about this.

Ji Shumin looked very serious, but Xiao Xizi remained expressionless and methodically drove the rest of the people out of the house.

Probably not...

If it were truly an emergency, then one should immediately make arrangements to summon the imperial physician.

Lu Liruan's mind raced; ever since she stepped into the palace, she had been on edge.

Unexpectedly, so many complications arose on the very first day of their wedding.

The servants, already terrified by the tense standoff between the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess, didn't even dare to lift their heads.

Now that they could finally go out, they all silently and quickly retreated outside the door.

The moment the door closed, Lu Liruan felt her skirt being tugged forcefully.

A suppressed gasp reached my ears.

Lu Liruan turned around and saw Ji Shumin clutching his skirt tightly with one hand as if he were unconscious.

With one hand wrapped around his neck, he tilted his head back like a dying crane, and a choked sound came from his throat.

"What's wrong? What happened?" Lu Liruan didn't care about anything else and hurriedly supported his back to make him straighten up so that he could breathe smoothly.

"Your Highness, it's your old ailment again." Xiao Xizi hurriedly took out a medicine gourd from the box.

A porcelain gourd about the length of a finger; when the lid is opened, small, bright red pills are poured out.

This vivid, blood-red color appears even more eerie under the light.

When Lu Liruan saw Xiao Xizi bring water, she was about to have Ji Shumin drink it.

Unable to resist asking, "What kind of medicine is this? Your Highness... what's wrong with you?"

His injury is on his leg, isn't it? But judging from his symptoms, it doesn't seem to be caused by a leg injury...

It seemed completely unrelated. The sudden onset of these symptoms gave Lu Liruan a bad feeling.

The original storyline states that he fell ill due to overwork, became depressed and overthinking, and ultimately died young.

Could there be another reason behind this?

Judging from this, there must be other hidden reasons.

Lu Liruan became suspicious, took the small porcelain bottle from Xiao Xizi, poured a pill into her hand, and brought it close to her nose to smell it.

Besides the taste of Chinese medicine, there was also a sweet, cloying flavor that I couldn't quite place...

Although Lu Liruan possessed the golden finger of medical skills, she lacked medical knowledge and was unable to analyze the ingredients of the small pill.

Seeing that Xiao Xizi was busy feeding Ji Shumin water, Lu Liruan had a change of heart and pretended to put the pill back into the porcelain bottle.

In reality, he held his hand between his index and middle fingers, clenching it into a fist, and squatted down to observe Ji Shumin's condition.

She took the opportunity to hide the pills in her embroidered shoes.

When the small porcelain bottle was handed back to Xiaoxizi, Xiaoxizi simply put the bottle back in its original position.

Lu Liruan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After taking the medicine, Ji Shumin's condition was noticeably better.

He closed his eyes, leaned back in his wheelchair, and finally relaxed his tightly clenched hands.

Lu Liruan saw several bloody marks on his right palm, made by his fingernails.

Just then, a palace maid brought in warm water, wrung out a clean handkerchief, glanced at Lu Liruan, and curtsied: "Your Highness, the Crown Princess..."

Lu Liruan raised an eyebrow. Does this mean I have to take care of him?

Taking the handkerchief, Lu Liruan greeted him, "Your Highness, let me wipe your hands."

Ji Shumin did not respond, so Lu Liruan took it as his agreement.

I gently took his right hand in mine; it was still so cold.

Compared to him, Lu Liruan's palms seemed burning hot.

Is this the normal body temperature a person should have?

Lu Liruan pinched his slender fingertips, making him open his hand.

As the handkerchief touched the wound, Ji Shumin reflexively tried to pull his hand back, but Lu Liruan held it down.

He slowly opened his eyes, glanced sideways at Lu Liruan who was squatting to the side, and neither resisted nor refused.

He let her wipe the bloodstains clean.