The Sickly Regent Prince Who Was Abandoned as a Substitute Bride

Dongfang Wan'er looked around warily, her eyes revealing a hint of tension and unease.

The surroundings were completely silent, with only the faint sound of the wind rustling the leaves, but she did not notice anything unusual.

She breathed a sigh of relief, trying to relax, thinking that perhaps she was being too sensitive and that the tension she felt earlier was just an illusion.

However, just as she turned to leave, a sense of foreboding washed over her.

Almost simultaneously, a dark shadow attacked from behind like a ghost, its speed astonishing. Dongfang Wan'er was startled and quickly dodged to the side, but the shadow's attack was relentless, leaving her no way to avoid it.

"Little thief, we've been waiting for you..." A deep voice rang out, tinged with mockery and sarcasm. The guards had been lying in wait, anticipating Dongfang Wan'er's demise.

Dongfang Wan'er secretly rejoiced that she had come out in night clothes, at least she could have some cover in the dark.

She moved nimbly through the woods, constantly changing her position to evade the guards' fierce attacks. Her heart pounded, and sweat streamed down her forehead, but she dared not relax for a moment.

Hidden in a tree, An Ye watched the fierce battle below, his heart filled with hesitation. He didn't know if he should intervene, as it might expose his identity. But seeing Dongfang Wan'er gradually losing ground, he couldn't help but clench his fists.

"If my poison needles hadn't failed to be refined, you would have died hundreds of times over..." Dongfang Wan'er said through gritted teeth as she dealt with the guards.

She decided that the first thing she would do after resolving this problem was to refine the poison needle.

Dongfang Wan'er dodged the guard's powerful attack with a swift movement, and then kicked out with flying speed, striking the guard squarely in the chest.

The guard grunted and took a few steps back, but quickly regained his balance. His sword once again slashed through the air, its sharp aura aimed straight at Dongfang Wan'er's throat.

At this critical moment, An Ye leaped down from the tree, his sword blocking the guard's attack. An Ye whispered to Dongfang Wan'er, "I'll draw him away, you go quickly!" With that, he charged towards the guard.

Dongfang Wan'er hesitated for a moment, but ultimately chose to trust An Ye and left the place.

The difference in strength between Dark Night and Dark Guard was huge; Dark Night only needed a few moves to injure and knock out Dark Guard.

The darkness, like a phantom, swiftly caught up with Dongfang Wan'er. "Are you alright? Wandering around your own residence in night clothes!"

Dongfang Wan'er immediately recognized An Ye, and a sense of doubt and vigilance welled up in her heart: "Commander An, it's so late, why are you at my house? Did you just happen to be passing by?" She stared intently at An Ye, trying to find the answer from his expression.

Dongfang Wan'er secretly guessed that Ye Jiuchen must have sent him.

So, what was Ye Jiuchen's purpose in sending him here? Could it be to monitor her every move? Thinking of this, her eyes became even sharper.

However, Dark Night replied nonchalantly, "I just happened to be passing by and offered to help you. Farewell..." Before he finished speaking, he left at lightning speed, as if unwilling to linger for even a moment longer.

"Master!" A moment later, An Ye returned to the Regent's Palace and reported to Ye Jiuchen.

Ye Jiuchen frowned slightly and asked in a low voice, "Did she find out?"

An Ye quickly shook his head in denial: "That's not true." Then, he told Ye Jiu Chen everything that had happened that night in detail.

After hearing this, Ye Jiuchen fell into deep thought. He really couldn't figure out what tricks this little girl was playing. "Hmm..." After a while, he slowly said, "You did a good job. Continue to keep a close eye on her movements and ensure her safety."

"Yes, sir!" After receiving the order, An Ye flashed away like lightning, rushing towards the Marquis's residence once again.

"The little girl is so lively and energetic, her injuries must be mostly healed by now," Ye Jiuchen pondered.

Watching An Ye's departing figure, Dongfang Wan'er thought, "Who should I give this secret letter to? Ye Jiuchen? Forget it, what if he doesn't believe me? He beat me half to death last time, what if he's dead this time? I'll hide the letter first..."

When Dongfang Wan'er returned to the mansion, she saw the guard lying on the ground, injured...

Without uttering a word, Dongfang Wan'er swiftly slit the guard's throat, then took out a bottle of corpse-dissolving powder and poured it onto the guard's body without hesitation. In no time, the corpse would dissolve into a pool of blood and vanish without a trace.

Without stopping for a moment, Dongfang Wan'er continued to speed across the rooftops of the mansion, eventually arriving above Dongfang Mingzhu's room.

She carefully lifted a tile, and the scene inside the house was immediately revealed. She saw Dongfang Mingzhu sitting in front of her dressing table, while a maid stood beside her, preparing to apply medicine to her face.

"Ouch...that hurts! Do you even know how to apply medicine?" Dongfang Mingzhu suddenly reached out and slapped the maid hard across the face.

"Second Miss... have mercy..." The maid was so frightened that she knelt down on the ground with a thud.

"Go down, I'll do it." At this moment, another maid named Wanyao came over, took the medicine, and began to carefully apply it to Dongfang Mingzhu.

"Miss, please bear with it a little longer, so that the injury on your face can heal faster. The Lantern Festival is coming up in a few days, and you must go and look your best," Wan Yao gently comforted her.

"I understand. Tomorrow I'll go apologize to that bitch Dongfang Wan'er and see if I can get that coral headdress over." Dongfang Mingzhu said, but her mind was still on that red coral headdress.

"Hmph, I didn't come to ask you for anything, but you're already eyeing my things. It seems your face won't be healed for a while. Wait a while..." Dongfang Wan'er said, scattering white powder into the air.

"Pfft..." Dongfang Wan'er couldn't help but laugh when she thought of something happy, and then went straight to Liu Qiqi's Bamboo Spring Garden...

"Master Hou!"

As soon as Dongfang Wan'er arrived, she heard Liu Qiqi's sweet and delicate voice.

"lush."

Then came Dongfang Zheng's anxious voice.

"Pfft... What a coincidence! To stumble upon my scumbag father and Liu Qiqi 'sparring', what a pity..." Dongfang Wan'er stood in the shadows, waiting to see Dongfang Zheng make a fool of himself.

Dongfang Zheng and Liu Qiqi were deeply in love and were about to spar, but Dongfang Zheng waited and waited, but his little brother still wouldn't rise. He wondered to himself, "It used to be an instant fight, what's wrong with me today?" Dongfang Zheng tried to concentrate, but nothing he did worked.

At this moment, Dongfang Wan'er, who was hiding in the shadows, saw this scene and laughed so hard she almost fell over. She thought to herself, "Haha, serves you right for bullying my mother and me all this time! Who told you to treat my mother badly and spoil this vixen!" The more Dongfang Wan'er thought about it, the more satisfied she felt.

"Lord Marquis..." Liu Qiqi called out to Dongfang Zheng.

"Qiqi, I still have official documents to process..." Dongfang Zheng said and left, because he had discovered something: he had suddenly become impotent...