The Sickly Regent Prince Who Was Abandoned as a Substitute Bride

"This..." Dongfang Wan'er was speechless for a moment, unsure how to respond. Her heart was filled with surprise and confusion, because she had never imagined that Ye Jiuchen would make such a comment about her appearance.

However, Dongfang Wan'er did not allow herself to remain silent for long. She quickly composed herself, displaying a calm and confident smile, and replied, "I am indeed Dongfang Wan'er, but as the saying goes, a girl changes a lot as she grows up. Can't I become even more beautiful?"

Ye Jiuchen's lips curled slightly upward, revealing a half-smile. He gazed at Dongfang Wan'er, secretly finding this woman quite interesting. He took a step forward, getting closer to Dongfang Wan'er, and carefully examined her face. He had to admit, she did indeed possess captivating beauty.

However, Ye Jiuchen's words were merciless. "Hmm, she's still quite ugly. Especially that birthmark on her face..." He pointed to the birthmark on Dongfang Wan'er's cheek as he spoke.

Dongfang Wan'er's face instantly turned ugly, clearly angered by Ye Jiuchen's words. Her eyes widened as she glared at Ye Jiuchen, her lips trembling slightly, wanting to retort but unable to find the right words.

Just then, Ye Jiuchen seemed to completely ignore Dongfang Wan'er's anger and continued to ask, "I wonder what brings Miss Dongfang to the Regent's Palace in the dead of night?" His gaze was sharp and calm, as if he had already seen through everything.

"I'm here to treat your injuries. I heard you were hurt." Dongfang Wan'er wasn't intimidated by Ye Jiuchen's gaze; she knew he wouldn't kill her anyway.

Ye Jiuchen frowned slightly and said in a cold voice, "I am not injured and do not need treatment. Miss Dongfang, you can go back now that you have rested..." After saying that, he casually threw the Ice Jade in his hand to Dongfang Wan'er.

Dongfang Wan'er accepted the jade pendant with some surprise, a question lingering in her mind. She clearly remembered that Ye Jiuchen had been injured and had been in a wheelchair for quite some time. Could she have remembered wrong? She fell into deep thought.

However, Ye Jiuchen didn't give her much time to think. He turned around resolutely and strode out of the room, leaving a bewildered Dongfang Wan'er standing there.

"Miss Dongfang, please." Dark Night, standing to the side, ruthlessly dismissed her.

Dongfang Wan'er bit her lip, a hint of resentment flashing in her eyes, but mostly helplessness. Dragging her injured body, she slowly walked out of the Regent's Palace.

With a loud bang, the door slammed shut, and Dongfang Wan'er's figure gradually disappeared outside. She glanced back at the closed door and silently vowed, "Hmph, Ye Jiuchen, I'll remember you..." He's still as annoying as ever...

Night had fallen, and all was quiet. The Regent's Palace was brightly lit, yet it exuded an indescribable chill and desolation.

“Master, the strange poison you have been afflicted with might have an antidote from Miss Dongfang…” An Ye said softly, taking a great risk.

"Dark Night, you just need to do your job. Keep a close eye on her, monitor her every move..." Ye Jiuchen ordered coldly, his face ashen. Then, without warning, he suddenly struck Dark Night with his palm...

"Pfft..." Caught off guard, An Ye was sent flying by the sudden palm strike, spitting out a mouthful of blood. However, he dared not delay for a moment, quickly got up from the ground, and turned to follow Dongfang Wan'er, who was not far ahead.

An Ye couldn't understand what kind of attitude his master held towards Dongfang Wan'er. He clearly cared deeply for her, yet on the surface he always appeared so cold and indifferent.

After the darkness subsided, Ye Jiuchen could no longer hold on and suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood. He gently wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, then took out a pill from his pocket and swallowed it without hesitation.

"Hehe, my broken body..." Ye Jiuchen shook his head with a bitter smile, dragged his heavy steps slowly to the chaise lounge, and lay down on it exhaustedly.