The Sickly Regent Prince Who Was Abandoned as a Substitute Bride

Oriental Pearl was so angry that she gritted her teeth and clenched her handkerchief into a tight ball, but she had no choice but to obey orders and obediently return to her room to get her things.

As Dongfang Wan'er stepped out of Zhuchun Courtyard, her gaze suddenly fell upon a familiar figure. This person was the very one she had personally thrown into the courtyard.

[Liu Qiqi is quite bold, daring to let this drunkard stay overnight. She must have been quite satisfied with him last night. However, Liu Qiqi, the real show has only just begun…] Dongfang Wan'er thought to herself.

Ye Jiuchen keenly caught Dongfang Wan'er's gaze, and following her gaze, his face instantly darkened.

[Will Wan'er remember what happened last night when she sees this man? It seems that everything I've done is not enough. I need to continue to cater to her preferences and satisfy Wan'er! ...] Ye Jiuchen couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Dongfang Wan'er led Ye Jiuchen's guards and strode into Dongfang Mingzhu's room.

"Hey! You lot, come here quickly and move this, this, and that all away for me! Oh, and go get a few more people to carry this dressing table away too. Remember, everything in here belongs to me!" Dongfang Wan'er commanded the guards.

Wherever she pointed, the guards immediately began to move things.

"Hey, this bed looks pretty good, let's move it too!" Dongfang Wan'er said smugly.

The guards couldn't help but mutter to themselves: This girl is really ruthless, she doesn't even leave anyone a way out! Although they thought this, their hands didn't stop moving at all.

"Alright, don't forget any of the clothes in these closets, take them all!"

As time went by, the rooms in the Oriental Pearl Tower became increasingly empty, with almost nothing left. Apart from a few lonely stools and a few worn-out teacups, the entire room had been almost completely emptied.

"Sister... Waaah..." Dongfang Mingzhu cried bitterly, her voice echoing in the empty room.

"Sister, how could you be so heartless? You won't even leave your sister a way out! Father, you must stand up for your daughter!" Dongfang Mingzhu ran to Dongfang Zheng with tears streaming down her face and knelt down with a thud. She looked so pitiful and touching.

Seeing his beloved youngest daughter so aggrieved, Dongfang felt a pang of heartache: "Wan'er, look, you've taken all the things. How will your sister ever face anyone again?"

"Father, what are you saying? Does that mean my things are free for my sister to use?" Ye Wan'er asked angrily.

“We’re family after all, you see…” Dongfang Zheng glanced at Ye Jiuchen with some difficulty. He knew that Ye Jiuchen was here, so he couldn’t be too forceful in his words. Therefore, he tried to be as tactful as possible.

“Alright, Father, since you say we’re all family, and Mother’s dowry hasn’t been fully paid off yet, why don’t you use your most cherished calligraphy and painting as part of her dowry?” Ye Wan’er replied without backing down.

"This... Wan'er..." Dongfang Zheng was speechless for a moment, unsure how to answer. That painting was his most prized possession, something he usually treasured; how could he bear to take it out so easily?

"Didn't we already say we're all family?" Ye Wan'er insisted.

Ye Jiuchen observed everything, stepped forward, and said, "Lord Dongfang, Wan'er is right. Since we are all family, we should naturally support each other. Lord Dongfang, make up for the missing items in the dowry within three days. If you cannot make up for them, then use silver instead."

Upon hearing this, Dongfang Wan'er smiled faintly and said softly, "Thank you for your thoughtful consideration, Ninth Prince. I have calculated it carefully, and if the remaining dowry is replaced with silver, it will cost a total of 30,000 taels of gold."

"What?" When Wang Yu heard the number, her face turned pale instantly, her body swayed a few times, and she fainted to the ground.

"Mother!..." Upon seeing this, Dongfang Zheng hurriedly stepped forward to support Wang Yu. He raised his head, his eyes filled with anxiety as he looked at Ye Jiuchen: "Ninth Prince, thirty thousand taels of gold is far too much. This humble subject truly cannot produce it..."

Ye Jiuchen coldly observed everything before him, a slight smirk playing on his lips. He waved his hand, signaling the guards to carry the items they had brought into Dongfang Wan'er's courtyard.

He then turned and left, leaving only the words: "This is your own business. I will come back to check on it in three days."

After Ye Jiuchen and his group left, Dongfang Zheng hurriedly ordered his men to carry the unconscious Wang Yu back to his room. Immediately afterward, his anger erupted like a volcano.

"Lu Wanning, look at the good daughter you've raised!" Dongfang Zheng gritted his teeth in anger, glaring at Lu Wanning.

Lu Wanning, however, remained fearless, straightening her posture and responding with unwavering determination: "Dongfang Zheng, how dare you allow a concubine to use my dowry without permission! And now you dare to criticize me? Although our Duke's Mansion does not currently hold any position in the court, we are by no means people who will be bullied!"

Dongfang was speechless, knowing full well that he was at a disadvantage in this argument.

"Father, this is a brand new law that the Emperor has just promulgated. Do you not respect the current Emperor and do you not intend to abide by it?" Dongfang Wan'er's words were sharp.

"You child, stop talking nonsense! How could I have such thoughts..." Dongfang Zheng hurriedly interrupted Dongfang Wan'er, fearing she might say something even more extreme. That could get you beheaded!

However, at the same time, another voice rang out from the corner: "Dad, where's my bed! What am I going to do about my bed..." It was Dongfang Mingzhu, who was still thinking about her bed that had been moved away.

"Sister, do you really want to take those things back..." Dongfang Wan'er didn't really want to use the items that Dongfang Mingzhu had used; she felt a little awkward and uncomfortable.

"Sister, as long as you're willing to return it to me, I'll agree to any conditions..." Dongfang Mingzhu said without hesitation.

“Okay, but…” Dongfang Wan’er paused slightly, as if she was thinking about something.

"Sister, please feel free to make any requests you have. As long as I can do it, I will definitely not let you down," Dongfang Mingzhu quickly added, expressing her sincerity.

Dongfang Wan'er looked at Dongfang Mingzhu and slowly said, "Then you can use silver to buy these things, no more, no less, ten thousand taels will do." After saying that, she looked at Dongfang Mingzhu.

"Ten thousand taels of silver... I don't have that much..."