The Sickly Regent Prince Who Was Abandoned as a Substitute Bride

"Please punish me, Master. I have already properly settled Miss Wan'er in the incense room," An Ye said, kneeling on both knees and bowing his head.

"Take fifty strokes of the cane and get out!" Ye Jiuchen's voice was cold and gloomy, containing an uncontrollable rage.

The darkness silently retreated, heading to receive its punishment…

Ye Jiuchen walked heavily towards the boudoir. When he pushed open the door, he saw Dongfang Wan'er lying quietly on the bed, her face as pale as paper. The royal physician was attentively treating her wounds…

"How is she..." Ye Jiuchen walked slowly to the bedside, gently stroking Wan'er's cheek, his eyes filled with endless heartache and self-blame.

Memories flooded back, and Ye Jiuchen recalled his childhood, when Wan'er had given him warmth and comfort, accompanying him through those difficult times. Seeing her now, scarred and wounded, intensified the pain in his heart…

"Your Highness need not worry, this young lady is not in mortal danger for now, she has only fainted from the excruciating pain. Who could be so cruel as to inflict such torture on her, leaving her skin ripped and bleeding all over? It is truly heartbreaking!" The royal physician shook his head and sighed, deeply pitying Wan'er's plight. As he spoke, the physician ordered a maid to apply medicine to Dongfang Wan'er.

Ye Jiuchen glanced sharply at the physician, his icy aura seemingly capable of freezing a person. The physician was so frightened that he quickly shut his mouth, afraid of saying another wrong word, while also finding things to do to appear busy and mask his inner unease and fear.

Just then, An Ye dragged his injured body to the door and reported, "Master, Physician Dan has arrived!"

Upon hearing of the arrival of the Divine Doctor Dan, Ye Jiuchen's tense expression eased slightly, but he still said in a low voice, "Bring him in."

The divine physician Dan strode into the room, muttering to himself, "Little Ninth Prince, why did you call me here so late? Has your old ailment flared up again? If it weren't for your mother's sake, I wouldn't have come over in the middle of the night!"

However, the moment Doctor Dan stepped into the room, a strong smell of blood assaulted his nostrils. He frowned, immediately realizing something was wrong, and quickly asked, "What's going on? I'm not here to treat you!"

"Enough with the nonsense, look at her!" Ye Jiuchen's face was frighteningly gloomy, and his voice was icy cold, as if it could freeze people into ice sculptures.

"Tch, who are you trying to scare with that sour face..." Doctor Dan was already used to Ye Jiuchen's attitude. He curled his lips indifferently and then went straight to the bedside to check on Dongfang Wan'er's injuries.

However, upon seeing Dongfang Wan'er's wound, the Divine Physician Dan's expression immediately turned serious. He frowned and muttered to himself, "This injury is truly severe. If it's not treated properly, it might leave lasting health problems..."

After saying that, the Divine Doctor Dan opened his medicine box, took out a bottle of pills, handed it to Ye Jiuchen, and instructed, "Give her one pill every day on time. This will speed up the healing of her wounds."

Ye Jiuchen took the pill and carefully fed it to Dongfang Wan'er. Seeing a sliver of color gradually return to her previously deathly pale face, Ye Jiuchen finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, the divine physician Dan shook his head again and sighed, "Alas, this girl is so beautiful and charming. It would be such a pity if she were left with scars..."

Hearing this, a hint of heartache and reluctance flashed in Ye Jiuchen's eyes. Without a word, he reached out again to the Divine Physician, asking for more pills. "Medicine!"

"Oh dear, you brat, you're really pushing your luck! This medicine of mine is extremely precious. This Ice Jade is made from a rare snow lotus from the snow mountain. It took me a full ten years to successfully refine just a few small bottles!" As the Divine Doctor Dan spoke, he lovingly pulled a small bottle of Ice Jade from his bosom.

"Dark Night, give him a thousand taels of gold, then see him out..." Ye Jiuchen gave the order expressionlessly.

Without a word, Ye Jiuchen opened the bottle, and a refreshing fragrance immediately wafted out. He quickly applied the ointment inside to Dongfang Wan'er's wound.

"Do you think I'm after your little bit of gold? You scoundrel, ahhh... This is such a waste! This Pure Jade isn't something you can just use like that... Just take a small spoonful and mix it with ordinary toner, and it will remove scars..." The Divine Doctor Dan watched helplessly as the treasure he had painstakingly crafted was misused, his heart aching so much he could barely breathe.

You must know, he only releases one bottle of Ice Jade for sale each month, and it's a diluted product. Even so, the noble ladies of the capital will scramble for it, and they might not even be able to get one... Thinking of this, Doctor Dan was so angry that his beard trembled.

"Shut up, Dark Night..." Ye Jiuchen gave the order again, his voice revealing an unquestionable authority.

Upon hearing his master's command, Dark Night immediately escorted the divine physician Dan out.

"You brat, hey, this old man can walk by himself, I don't need your help!" Doctor Dan Shen angrily released the hand that Dark Night was holding him down, and then left the Regent's Palace without looking back.

Meanwhile, Dongfang Wan'er lay in bed, feeling excruciating pain all over her body, as if she were being pricked by a thousand needles. In her sleep, she kept having the same dreams from her past life, those painful memories she couldn't escape.

"Oh, that feels so good! It doesn't hurt anymore!" Dongfang Wan'er vaguely felt that the burning pain in her wound had turned into a cool and comfortable sensation. This strange feeling gradually woke her up from the nightmare.

Dongfang Wan'er slowly opened her eyes, and what came into view was the back of a man dressed in dark clothes. She blinked, trying to make out his face.

"Ahem, Ye Jiuchen?" When Dongfang Wan'er finally saw the person in front of her clearly, she couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. She recognized the owner of this back as Ye Jiuchen, the back she had seen countless times during the days when her soul wandered.

"How dare you address the Prince by his name..." a guard shouted.

"Ye Jiuchen, it's me, Dongfang Wan'er. Don't you recognize me? Your men are ruthless; they beat me so badly my skin is torn and bleeding..." Dongfang Wan'er said familiarly.

"Oh..." Ye Jiuchen turned around, his dark eyes fixed on Dongfang Wan'er, "Your trespassing into the Regent's Palace is a capital offense; beating you is lenient..."

Dongfang Wan'er was startled by Ye Jiuchen's gaze; it was cold, terrifying, and she had never seen such a look before.

"I am Dongfang Wan'er..." Dongfang Wan'er continued to say her name.

"Heh, how can you prove you're Dongfang Wan'er? I remember Dongfang Wan'er was ugly, not as pretty as you..." Ye Jiuchen looked at Dongfang Wan'er with a mocking expression!