The Sickly Regent Prince Who Was Abandoned as a Substitute Bride

Taking advantage of Ye Jiuchen's inattention, Dongfang Wan'er secretly glanced at him. Ye Jiuchen's incomparably handsome face, deep and captivating eyes, and calm and reserved demeanor all made Dongfang Wan'er's heart flutter...

【Dongfang Wan'er, Dongfang Wan'er, what are you doing? How can you be so brazen as to peek at Ye Jiuchen like that!】Dongfang Wan'er cursed herself inwardly before quickly coming to her senses.

However, Ye Jiuchen seemed to notice Dongfang Wan'er's gaze. He closed his eyes tightly, as if he were asleep.

Time ticked by, and the two remained silent. After a short while, Ye Jiuchen finally broke the silence, his voice still icy: "Little Divine Doctor Wanqing! What do you think of this carriage?"

"Huh?" Dongfang Wan'er was startled by the sudden question, and thought to herself, [Why is Ye Jiuchen suddenly asking this?]

However, she reacted quickly, a smile immediately appearing on her face as she replied, "Ninth Prince, just call me Dongfang Wan'er. I dare not accept the title of divine physician. The carriage is very beautiful and very comfortable to ride in."

"Then I'll give it to you..." Ye Jiuchen said calmly.

Dongfang Wan'er was stunned... What did Ye Jiuchen mean by this? Did he see through her fondness for carriages? Or was there another meaning behind it?

"Ninth Prince, I only glanced at this carriage a few times and had no other intentions. Thank you for your kindness, but I really cannot accept this carriage..." Dongfang Wan'er quickly declined.

Ye Jiuchen's expression darkened. He thought to himself, "Didn't you address me as Ye Jiuchen before? How come you address me respectfully as Ninth Prince when others are present, but now that it's just the two of us, you still call me Ninth Prince... What's more, everyone else can call Wanqing 'Little Divine Doctor,' but I can't!"

"I do not like riding in carriages that have been used by others. Since you are dissatisfied with this, then let's just burn it to the ground," Ye Jiuchen said with a stern face.

"Ninth Prince, this..." Dongfang Wan'er was about to say something.

However, at that moment, a voice from the darkness suddenly came: "Master, we have arrived at our destination!"

"Hmm." Ye Jiuchen got off the carriage without hesitation and casually instructed, "An Ye, this carriage is a gift to Miss Dongfang. You are responsible for escorting her back, and remember to take a longer route..."

[The master is incredibly attentive to Miss Dongfang, even specifically instructing her to take a detour...]

"Yes, Master..." Dark Night replied, then drove the carriage around the city in many circles...

[Ye Jiuchen is such a lunatic, what's wrong with him all of a sudden... Wait, I actually forgot all about the crucial matter of taking Ye Jiuchen's pulse...]

By the time the carriage arrived at the Marquis's residence, it was already dark, and there were hardly any pedestrians on the road...

Dongfang Wan'er was speechless...

"You still remember to come back!"

As soon as Dongfang Wan'er stepped off the carriage, she saw her whole family waiting at the door.

"Lord Dongfang," An Ye said, clasping his hands in greeting. "The Regent specifically instructed that Miss Dongfang be sent back. Now that she has been delivered, I shall take my leave."

Without waiting for Dongfang Zheng's reply, An Ye turned and flew away...

When no one was around, it flew back and now sits on a big tree in the Marquis's mansion, silently observing!

"Wan'er, did you go out with the Regent?" Dongfang Zheng asked. He had intended to punish his daughter, but upon hearing it was the Regent, he didn't get angry...

"So what if it is, so what if it isn't? I'm tired, I'm going back to rest..." Dongfang Wan'er's voice revealed deep weariness. She didn't want to make any more explanations. She turned around and walked heavily towards her small courtyard.

"Zheng'er, look at your good daughter. Since she came back, she hasn't called me 'Grandmother' even once." Wang Yu had initially felt some goodwill towards Dongfang Wan'er, but now her dissatisfaction was stirred up again. She felt that Dongfang Wan'er didn't respect her enough, and was even somewhat indifferent.

Dongfang frowned, noticing the change in his daughter's attitude. "She won't even call me 'father.' It seems she really needs someone to discipline her. Perhaps marrying her to the eldest prince would be a good choice; it might help her settle down." He pondered to himself, feeling he had to take some measures to regain control of his daughter's destiny.

Moreover, the eldest prince brought precious medicine from the divine physician Dan, and after Mingzhu took it, her condition improved significantly.

Dongfang Wan'er silently returned to her room and collapsed onto the bed.

"Qiuqin, I'm hungry." Dongfang Wan'er's voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible, as if she only had enough strength left to say these few words.

Qiuqin quickly replied, "Miss, please wait a moment, I'll go and stew a bowl of bird's nest for you right away." After saying that, she hurriedly left, hoping to prepare a nourishing meal for her mistress.

Not long after, Qiuqin brought a steaming bowl of bird's nest soup into the room. "Miss, the bird's nest soup is ready. Please get up and eat," she called softly, her eyes full of concern.

Dongfang Wan'er propped herself up and slowly sat up. She took the bowl of bird's nest soup, feeling its warmth in her hands, and felt a little more at ease. After finishing the soup, she quietly gazed at Qiuqin.

"Miss, the way you're looking at me makes me feel uneasy..." Qiuqin almost cried, her voice trembling slightly.

"Qiuqin, I learned my medical skills while traveling." Dongfang Wan'er looked at Qiuqin with a flickering gaze, her tone calm, but her eyes were full of probing. She had always trusted Qiuqin completely, but she was worried that this naive girl might reveal her secret because she was too innocent.

Hearing her mistress say this, Qiuqin quickly nodded and said, "Miss, I know. Of course I believe you, Miss..." Although she didn't know exactly when her mistress had learned such miraculous medical skills, perhaps it was a unique adventure of hers.

Seeing that Qiuqin chose to believe her without hesitation, Dongfang Wan'er smiled slightly and asked, "Qiuqin, aren't you curious at all?"

Qiuqin shook her head and replied firmly, "Miss, why should I be curious? Whatever you say, Miss, is what it is. My life was saved by you, Miss. As long as you don't send me away again, I will be content..." After saying that, Qiuqin suddenly knelt down.

Dongfang Wan'er's heart softened, and she quickly helped her up, saying gently, "Alright, my dear Qiuqin, get up quickly! Go and call Chunzhi in; I have some things to ask her. You must not mention today's events to anyone else."

Qiuqin stood up, dusted herself off, and replied with a very serious expression, "Please rest assured, Miss, even if I am shattered to pieces, I will never utter a single word." After saying that, she turned and went out to summon Chunzhi.