The Sickly Regent Prince Who Was Abandoned as a Substitute Bride

After returning to the Marquis's residence with her exhausted body, Dongfang Wan'er went straight into her boudoir.

"Ouch..." she groaned softly as she carefully examined her body. Every inch of her body was covered in bruises and wounds, not a single spot was unharmed.

Dongfang Wan'er gritted her teeth and decided to enter the space to find a treatment. Once inside, she went straight to the Western medicine section and found some anti-inflammatory drugs, painkillers, and tetanus shots. After taking the pills and receiving the tetanus shot, the pain was significantly reduced.

Next, Dongfang Wan'er began to re-treat her wound. She skillfully unwrapped the bandage and, seeing how roughly it had been treated, couldn't help but think, "Who treated my wound like this? So careless! Aren't they afraid of infection?!"

She deftly removed the old gauze, first rinsing the wound with saline solution, then applying iodine for disinfection. Every movement was careful, but she still couldn't help but gasp, "Ouch...it hurts so much!" However, she didn't stop, continuing to carefully apply medicine to the wound until she was sure all the wounds were properly treated, before finally letting out a sigh of relief and leaving the space.

Dongfang Wan'er lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep for a long time. Her mind kept replaying the news of Ye Jiuchen's poisoning!

"I remember Ye Jiuchen was indeed poisoned, but I need to examine his pulse to determine the specific poison. Why won't he let me treat him? Is it because he doesn't trust my medical skills?" Dongfang Wan'er murmured to herself, feeling a little disappointed.

The more she thought about it, the more unwilling she felt, so she resolved to show Ye Jiuchen her true medical skills. "I must spread my medical knowledge far and wide, letting everyone know how amazing I am! That way, Ye Jiuchen will definitely change his mind and agree to let me treat him."

Suddenly, Dongfang Wan'er seemed to think of something and laughed out loud, "Pfft... I really used a strong medicine this time! I wonder how Liu Qiqi and Dongfang Zheng are doing now! I hope they can withstand it!" She chuckled to herself, quite satisfied with everything she had just done.

However, due to the severity of her injuries, Dongfang Wan'er's strength was quickly exhausted. Before long, she fell into a deep sleep and drifted off to sleep.

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Dongfang Zheng's bodyguards relentlessly pursued Dongfang Wan'er until they reached the gates of the Regent's Palace. They watched in disbelief as Dongfang Wan'er scaled the walls of the palace without hesitation!

"What should we do? Should we continue chasing after them?" One of the guards looked troubled, well aware of Regent Ye Jiuchen's formidable reputation. The legendary Ye Jiuchen was not only ruthless and cruel, but also showed no respect for his elders.

"Enough, enough, don't chase after him! That little thief has broken into the Regent's Palace; he's probably in grave danger, his life is in grave danger!" Another guard thought to himself, but his feet seemed nailed to the spot, unable to move. His eyes were fixed on the palace gate, hoping to see a corpse thrown out, or something else... However, he dared not think any further. "What if... what if the Regent himself orchestrated all of this!"

The guards waited anxiously outside the Regent's Palace for a moment. Suddenly, a flash of cold light appeared, and a hidden weapon flew like lightning, piercing straight into the shoulder of one of the guards.

"Not good!" the wounded guard cried out in alarm. Ignoring the pain, he immediately used his lightness skill to try to escape this dangerous place.

"You audacious madmen, how dare you linger outside the Regent's Palace and even dream of escaping? Today is your death day!" A large number of secret guards from the Regent's Palace had appeared at some point. They blocked Dongfang Zheng's secret guards and rebuked them in a cold tone.

Faced with such a formidable enemy, Dongfang Zheng's guards had no time to worry about the enemies behind them, and only cared about running forward with all their might.

The Regent's guards pursued Dongfang Zheng's guards, but the disparity in strength was too great. Within a quarter of an hour, all the guards were killed, leaving only one who was still frantically fleeing.

"Stop! The Dark Commander has ordered that one of them be released alive!" The Dark Guard leader gestured for the guards to stop.

"Yes..." The group of guards stopped the pursuit! The surviving guard fled back to the Dongfang residence and reported what had happened to Dongfang Zheng.

Dongfang Zheng was so angry that his face turned ashen, his chest heaving violently as if it were about to explode. His eyes were wide as saucers, flashing with anger and incomprehension. He couldn't understand why the Regent would send people to monitor him, which filled him with immense resentment and grievance.

"Damn it! How could the Regent do such a thing? Does he know something he shouldn't know? But that's unlikely! He never gets involved in any faction's struggles, and the First Prince has tried to win him over several times, but without success." Dongfang Zheng muttered to himself, his brows furrowed as he fell into deep thought.

He racked his brains, but couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation. The regent's behavior confused and unsettled him, and he began to suspect that some other force was manipulating everything behind the scenes. However, these questions were like a tangled mess in his mind, leaving him at a loss.

Dongfang Zheng decided to stop dwelling on the matter. He shook his head, trying to banish the trouble from his mind. There was a morning court session tomorrow; he could ask the First Prince about the situation then.

He turned and left the study, walking heavily towards his room. As he pushed open the door, a strange fragrance wafted out. He couldn't help but wrinkle his nose, a sense of doubt welling up inside him. Where was this fragrance coming from?

He entered the room, his gaze falling on the bed. There lay Liu Qiqi, quietly, like a delicate, vibrant flower. Her beauty stirred something within Dongfang Zheng, but then he noticed the unusual expression on Liu Qiqi's face.

"Qiqi, I haven't even come to find you yet, but you've come to find me first. Do you miss your husband?" Dongfang Zheng said with a smile. He approached the bedside, wanting to get close to Liu Qiqi. However, as he got closer, the fragrance became even stronger, making him feel a little dizzy.

"Qiqi?" Dongfang Zheng called softly, but found that Liu Qiqi did not respond. He reached out and gently touched Liu Qiqi's cheek, but felt that her skin was unusually hot. A sense of worry welled up in his heart, and he quickly asked, "Qiqi, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Just then, Liu Qiqi slowly opened her eyes. Her gaze was both dazed and burning, as if she had lost her mind. She looked at Dongfang Zheng, murmuring, "My lord, I am in pain..."