The Sickly Regent Prince Who Was Abandoned as a Substitute Bride

It took Dongfang Wan'er a long time to process what had happened. "Hehe..." She sat on the bed and sneered. She thought it was a dream, but it turned out to be a real experience. The voice in the darkness had actually sent her to another time and space.

In that timeline, I was the inheritor of an ancient martial arts family, possessing unparalleled medical skills. I secretly learned how to use poison. Become a slave? What a joke! I'll take control of my own destiny. Oriental Pearl, my dear sister, are you ready for my ambitions?

"Young Miss, what's wrong now! Can't a person get some sleep?" Chunzhi came in to ask after hearing the noise. She saw that the young lady walked in directly without bowing, and there was no respect in her eyes, but rather a hint of mockery.

Dongfang Wan'er looked at Chunzhi, her eyes darkening. Chunzhi, that wretched maid, in her previous life conspired with her second aunt to poison her, leaving her with a dark and grimy appearance and a red birthmark on her face. In short, she was as ugly as could be.

The eldest prince, Ye Jingchu, is really something else; even with her looks, he still managed to marry her.

"Qiuqin!" Dongfang Wan'er called out to the door. This girl was someone she had rescued from a slave trader when she was ten years old. She had always been loyal to her, but at the time, she had been bewitched by the sweet words of Dongfang Mingzhu and Chunzhi, and had transferred Qiuqin to another place, so that she no longer had to serve her personally.

"Young Miss, your servant is here." Qiuqin knelt down as soon as she entered.

"Qiuqin, get up!" Dongfang Wan'er's eyes softened. She still remembered this ten-year-old girl who had taken a knife for her back then, and in the end, she was left with nothing but bones.

"Qiuqin, from today onwards, you will serve me personally. Chunzhi has committed a grave offense, entering without bowing and shouting loudly. From today onwards, you will be cleaning outside!" Dongfang Wan'er's delicate eyes revealed a murderous intent that vanished in an instant, unnoticed by anyone.

"Yes, Miss!" Qiuqin stood up and bowed, her eyes filled with joy.

"Young Miss, no! I was wrong!" Chunzhi quickly knelt down, head bowed. Strange, what's wrong with the young lady today?

"Guards, drag her away!" Dongfang Wan'er said impatiently. "Say one more word, and it won't just be a simple cleaning maid anymore. I heard the madam of Yichun Courtyard is looking everywhere for virgins." Dongfang Wan'er looked down at Chunzhi, her tone icy and chilling.

"Miss, I know I was wrong!" Chunzhi was frightened by Dongfang Wan'er. Perhaps it was her eyes, or perhaps it was the fear of being sold by the young lady, but she was trembling all over!

"Take him away!" Dongfang Wan'er had clearly lost her patience. If this person weren't useful, she would have plenty of ways to make sure he died a gruesome death!

"Yes, Miss!" The two servants dragged Chunzhi away. The young lady was usually arrogant and domineering at home, but now she was even more terrifying. They sensed her murderous intent.

Indeed, Dongfang Wan'er's current state, deceived by her second aunt and Dongfang Mingzhu, is largely due to their influence. Her mother was poisoned by her second aunt and has been bedridden for years, powerless to do anything but watch helplessly as her daughter is raised to this state.

"Qiuqin, you can go down now! I'm going to rest for a while!" Dongfang Wan'er told Qiuqin to go down first, she needed to make a plan. "Sigh, if only we were in the 56th century, all the poisons I researched could come in handy."

Just as Dongfang Wan'er was filled with emotion, the environment before her suddenly changed.

"Oh my god, isn't this my lab? How did I end up back here again?" Dongfang Wan'er ran over to open the door, but after several attempts, she couldn't open the outer door. The warehouse door, however, could be opened, and inside were piles of various medicinal herbs and equipment!

"I thought I was back. Sigh, I haven't even said goodbye to the old man yet. I wonder if he even knows I'm dead."

Never mind, Dongfang Wan'er didn't want to think about it anymore. She looked up and saw her precious children…

"Hahaha, my darlings, I'm here!" Dongfang Wan'er ran towards the poison she was researching.

"Heartbreak powder, disfiguring water, and the three-step death spell—with these things, I'm going to turn the Marquis's mansion upside down!"

As soon as you think about leaving, you leave the space.

Only then did Dongfang Wan'er have time to carefully examine the room's furnishings: a bed made of yellow pear wood, snow-white gauze curtains hanging gracefully, and a screen embroidered with auspicious flowers in the center.

Beside the bed was a small rosewood dressing table with a Western-style round mirror in the center, similar to a modern mirror, which reflected the person very clearly.

The table was covered with various jewelry, hair ornaments, and rouge, all of which were obviously valuable and of the highest quality.

Dongfang Wan'er looked at herself in the mirror and sighed silently, "Sigh, I am indeed very dark-skinned, and I have a big birthmark."

Her face was covered with a thick layer of powder, her birthmark was still very obvious, and she wasn't fair enough. "That Chunzhi even lied to me and said it looked good. It makes me so angry."

She has beautiful facial features, but her sense of aesthetics is flawed. Look at her clothes, all bright and colorful, with a big red flower in her hair, and hairpins, earrings, jewelry, necklaces—you name it, she wears it all. She looks like a nouveau riche!

Dongfang Wan'er took her own pulse and was shocked to discover that she had been poisoned by three different kinds of toxins. First, there was the birthmark poison, then the skin-darkening poison, and finally the body-weakness poison. No wonder she had been fainting so often in her past life.

"Three poisons combined make a deadly poison. Dongfang Mingzhu and Second Aunt really think highly of me. My laboratory is full of Western medicines; I still have to get the Chinese medicine herbs myself from the shops outside." Dongfang Wan'er thought about getting rid of the poison first and restoring her appearance.

"Qiuqin!" Dongfang Wan'er called out to the door.

"Young Miss, your servant is here!" Qiuqin was about to kneel down as soon as she entered the door.

"Alright, you don't need to kneel anymore, and you won't need to kneel anymore either." Dongfang Wan'er rubbed her temples, trying to soften her tone and appear very kind and approachable.

Little did she know, her voice was already cold, and when she softened her tone, it sounded even more emotionless, sending chills down her spine. Qiuqin immediately knelt down, "M-Miss, what are your orders?"

Sighing inwardly, Dongfang Wan'er wanted to cultivate a gentle image, but circumstances wouldn't allow it; she was forced to adopt a cold and aloof persona. "Oh well," she said lazily, "Qiuqin, get up. You don't need to kneel anymore. You're my personal maid, my head maid. How can you manage the servants properly if you're always kneeling?" Only by saying this would Qiuqin obey; the constant kneeling was an eyesore.

"The young lady is finally back to normal," Qiuqin thought to herself. "Yes, young lady!" Qiuqin stood up and stood respectfully to the side.