The Sickly Regent Prince Who Was Abandoned as a Substitute Bride

Ye Jingchu nodded slightly in agreement, "Uncle, don't worry, I'll go find Doctor Dan right away." However, deep down, he had a different thought: going to find Doctor Dan was fine, but whether or not he could be cured was none of his concern.

"Thank you very much, Your Highness..." Dongfang said with gratitude.

The eldest prince turned and left at night.

Dongfang Wan'er returned to her boudoir, her mood growing increasingly heavy. "Ye Jingchu is still as selfish and self-serving as ever. I really hope to see his expression after he sees Dongfang Mingzhu's disfigured face..."

"Miss, Chunzhi requests an audience..." Qiuqin entered the room and reported to Dongfang Wan'er.

"Chunzhi? What brings her here? What brings her here?" Dongfang Wan'er wondered, thinking that perhaps she couldn't stand the cleaning anymore!

“This servant doesn’t know either… She didn’t say it explicitly, she just insisted on seeing the young lady!” Qiuqin replied.

"Alright, let her in." Dongfang Wan'er decided to hear what Chunzhi had to say.

After Chunzhi entered, she knelt down without hesitation, bowed her head, and said sincerely, "Young Miss, please forgive my mistake! I will never dare to offend you again. I beg you to allow me to return to your side and serve you..."

Witnessing this scene, Dongfang Wan'er couldn't help but sneer inwardly, and questioned, "Chunzhi, do you really think you've come back to serve me sincerely? I'm afraid your real purpose is to continue poisoning me!"

Upon hearing Dongfang Wan'er's words, Chunzhi instantly stopped crying, staring at Dongfang Wan'er with a face full of terror, and stammered, "Miss, what are you saying? This servant really doesn't understand!"

"Hmph, you don't understand, do you!" Dongfang Wan'er suddenly stood up and walked straight towards Chunzhi, while taking out a packet of "heartbreak powder" from her sleeve—actually, it was something she had taken from the laboratory.

Dongfang Wan'er looked down at Chunzhi with a superior posture, and Chunzhi trembled with fear at her terrifying expression.

Immediately afterward, Chunzhi tried to turn and escape, but Dongfang Wan'er quickly shouted, "Qiuqin, hold her down!"

Upon hearing the sound, Qiuqin moved swiftly and pinned Chunzhi down, rendering her completely immobile. Despite her young age, Qiuqin was tall and incredibly strong.

"Yes, Miss!" Without saying a word, Qiuqin flashed behind Chunzhi and moved with lightning speed, instantly grabbing Chunzhi's throat, preventing her from escaping.

"Young Miss, what... what are you going to do?" Chunzhi's face was full of terror, her voice trembled violently, and her body was completely unable to move.

Dongfang Wan'er's face was ashen as she walked step by step to Chunzhi, her eyes cold and sharp. Without hesitation, she reached out and pinched Chunzhi's chin, then poured the poison into Chunzhi's open mouth.

"Cough cough cough..." Chunzhi coughed violently, choked by the poison, her face full of pain and fear. She wanted to vomit, but the powder melted quickly as soon as it entered her mouth, making it impossible to spit it out.

"Miss... what are you giving me to eat?" Chunzhi's voice was filled with despair and pleading.

Dongfang Wan'er smiled slightly, gracefully reclining on the chaise lounge. Her gaze lingered on Chunzhi with interest as she slowly said, "What you put in my food, I'm simply returning it as it is. As for what it is, you'll soon find out for yourself..."

“You…” Chunzhi’s eyes widened, filled with despair and regret. She finally realized that her actions had thoroughly angered Dongfang Wan’er, and that terrible consequences awaited her.