Jian Ruonan was stunned.
What was going on? The Fourth Prince had been paralyzed for so long. His thigh muscles should have wasted away!
She had expected to feel a handful of old skin stretched over twig-thin bones. Why were the Fourth Prince's legs not only firm and pleasant to touch, but capable of kicking her just now?
Was the Fourth Prince pretending to be paralyzed?
No way. When she had first transmigrated here, she had confirmed that he was thoroughly and unmistakably paralyzed.
Had he been cured afterward?
Once cured, had the Fourth Prince deliberately feigned paralysis because he didn't want anyone to know?
As expected of a villain who had turned to darkness. What iron resolve! He had working legs and refused to use them, pretending to be a cripple instead.
Big System: [Nan Nan, could the Fourth Prince just be lazy? Maybe he's pretending because he doesn't want to walk.]
Jian Ruonan: [You know what? You might actually be onto something.]
Back in her old office building, several coworkers had bought electric wheelchairs for their daily commute. At the time, she had thought they were disabled but indomitable in spirit. Who knew they were simply lazy?
Once she learned the truth, she had been green with envy and immediately ordered the same electric wheelchair online. Unfortunately, she had croaked before it arrived.
Jian Ruonan looked at the Fourth Prince and felt an urge to haul him out of his wheelchair so she could try sitting in it herself.
Jian Ruonan: [The Fourth Prince is even lazier than I am!]
Big System: [Nan Nan, why don't you just pretend to be paralyzed too?]
Jian Ruonan: [Great idea! If I'm paralyzed, I'll have even less reason to get married!]
[Still, the one downside is that pretending to be paralyzed