The Sickly Regent Prince Who Was Abandoned as a Substitute Bride

"Miss Dongfang, are you so thirsty that you don't even spare a drunkard..." Ye Jiuchen's tone was tinged with sarcasm and mockery.

"What?" Dongfang Wan'er was completely confused by Ye Jiuchen's words; she didn't understand what he was talking about.

Before she could even think, Ye Jiuchen pressed himself against her without hesitation, their lips meeting tightly. The kiss came so suddenly and so fiercely that Dongfang Wan'er was completely caught off guard.

Ye Jiuchen's kiss was domineering and possessive, as if he wanted to devour her entirely. Dongfang Wan'er tried to resist, but against Ye Jiuchen's overwhelming power, all her efforts seemed so insignificant. She could only utter muffled sobs: "Ye Jiuchen, sob sob..."

"Let go! You madman!" Dongfang Wan'er used all her strength to bite Ye Jiuchen's lips. Instantly, a bloody smell filled the air as Ye Jiuchen's lips were bitten and blood flowed down his chin.

Ye Jiuchen winced in pain and had no choice but to release Dongfang Wan'er. He wiped the blood from his lips with his hand, his eyes flashing with a complex light.

"Miss Dongfang, are you dissatisfied with me? You seem to like drunkards so much! Hmm?" Ye Jiuchen gently pinched Dongfang Wan'er's cheek, forcing her to face him.

"Ye Jiuchen, you're hurting me..." Dongfang Wan'er finally understood the meaning behind Ye Jiuchen's words. This bastard actually mistook her for that kind of wanton woman! A surge of anger and resentment welled up inside her.

Dongfang Wan'er's eyes widened as she stared directly into Ye Jiuchen's gaze, her eyes filled with anger...

"Ninth Prince, how could you sneak into the women's courtyard in the middle of the night and do such an indecent thing to me? Heh, is this your usual style? It's truly admirable..." Dongfang Wan'er said with a cold laugh, wiping her kissed lips, her eyes filled with anger and disdain.

Without hesitation, she grabbed a basin of water and splashed it on the still-drunk man. "Get out of my way! Don't get in my way!" Dongfang Wan'er said firmly.

However, before Ye Jiuchen could finish speaking, Dongfang Wan'er swiftly picked up the drunkard and threw him into the room without any mercy.

"Ah...who are you!" Immediately afterwards, Liu Qiqi's terrified scream rang out.

Then, Liu Qiqi's moans echoed from the room...

Hiding in a dark corner, An Ye was filled with anxiety: "Oh no, oh no, this is a huge misunderstanding. Miss Dongfang is definitely angry. And Master, how could he be so rash as to force a kiss on Miss Dongfang? It seems my bride is about to fly away again..."

At this moment, Ye Jiuchen finally realized how inappropriate his behavior had been; he had misunderstood Wan'er.

Recalling everything he had just done to Wan'er, he was filled with remorse...

"Wan'er, I..."

Dongfang Wan'er interrupted Ye Jiuchen directly, "Ninth Prince, I've finished my business. Farewell." After saying that, she turned and left without hesitation, not giving Ye Jiuchen any chance to speak.

Ye Jiuchen was filled with frustration and shouted into the darkness, "Dark Night!"

A dark figure appeared before Ye Jiuchen like a ghost, kneeling on one knee and bowing his head in silence.

Enraged, Ye Jiuchen raised his hand and struck An Ye hard with a palm. An Ye groaned, his body flying backward and crashing heavily to the ground, a trickle of blood escaping from the corner of his mouth.

He struggled to his feet, knelt down again, and said in a slightly trembling voice, "Master, I know I was wrong. Please punish me."

"Get out!" Ye Jiuchen roared, his eyes flashing with rage.

An Ye dared not say another word and silently retreated to the side. At this moment, he suddenly thought of something, knelt down again, and cautiously said, "Master, I have a plan that might make Miss Dongfang happy."

Upon hearing this, Ye Jiuchen stared intently at An Ye and said in a deep voice, "Speak! If you cannot satisfy me, then go and accept your punishment."

“Yes, Master.” An Ye took a deep breath and said slowly, “Does Master still remember the dowry that Miss Dongfang’s mother gave her? Over the years, that dowry has been monopolized by Liu Qiqi, and now it has fallen into Wang Yu’s hands. Miss Dongfang has always been resentful about this and has tried every means to take back what belongs to her. If Master can help her achieve her wish, I believe she will be very grateful to Master.”

"I understand!" Ye Jiuchen's eyes lit up. Without saying a word, he vanished from the Marquis's residence in a few leaps.

Only Dark Night remained, watching the direction he had left, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Back in her room, Dongfang Wan'er was still seething with resentment. Even though she had traveled to the modern world, being forcibly kissed twice by the same man was still incredibly infuriating for a woman!

She decided to take a medicinal bath to relax. After entering the bathroom, she carefully examined the places on her body that Ye Jiuchen had injured before, and found that the wounds had completely healed without even leaving a trace. This was all thanks to the bottle of Ice Jade that Ye Jiuchen had given her.

"Dongfang Wan'er, what are you doing? Why is your mind filled with that guy Ye Jiuchen! Absolutely not, you absolutely can't think about him anymore, he's just an arrogant and rude person..." Dongfang Wan'er muttered to herself while gently patting her cheeks, trying to clear her mind.

After showering, she applied a special mud mask to her face as usual. After a long period of treatment, the birthmark on her face was almost invisible. However, to avoid attracting unnecessary attention and trouble, during the day, Dongfang Wan'er would still slightly darken the color of the birthmark to prevent the sudden change from being too noticeable.

Suddenly, she remembered that her laboratory seemed to have a storage function. Recalling how she had secretly sneaked into Dongfang Zheng's study and stolen all his gold, silver, antique paintings, and other precious items. These treasures must still be safely stored in the laboratory...

"Hmph, you won't return my mother's dowry? Very well, I'll make you return it to me double!" Dongfang Wan'er sneered.

She remembered her mother telling her that her dowry was stored in the storeroom. So, Dongfang Wan'er quickly changed into her night clothes and silently headed towards the storeroom.

When she arrived at the storeroom, she found two guards standing at the door. With a flick of her sleeve, Dongfang Wan'er released a handful of sleeping potion…

Two muffled thuds were heard, and the two guards instantly collapsed to the ground.

Next, Dongfang Wan'er took a delicate hairpin from her hair, carefully inserted it into the keyhole, and began to turn it skillfully. Soon after, the keyhole clicked open with a soft "click."