The Sickly Regent Prince Who Was Abandoned as a Substitute Bride

Lu Yanchen gently stroked Lu Qingcheng's hair, a doting smile on his face, and said, "Okay, I believe that our Qingcheng will definitely become an admirable heroine in the future."

At this moment, Su Yazhen suddenly remembered something and said, "By the way, sister, I heard that the Emperor has already betrothed Wan'er to the eldest prince and made her his principal wife!" Upon hearing this news, everyone turned to look at Lu Wanning, their eyes filled with concern.

Lu Wanning sighed softly and said helplessly, "Yes, the eldest prince wants to fight for the throne, and now he has dragged Wan'er into it. He just wants to take advantage of the power of our Duke Zhenguo's mansion."

Lu Yanchen's face darkened, and he snorted coldly, "He certainly has a good plan!"

Lu Qingcheng looked worried and asked anxiously, "Father, what should we do now?"

Lu Yanchen gently reassured him, "Don't worry, there will always be a solution. Let's observe what the Crown Prince will do next."

Dongfang Wan'er didn't seem to care about being betrothed to the eldest prince. Instead, she said confidently, "Grandfather, Mother, you don't need to worry too much. There are plenty of women who want to marry the eldest prince. Wan'er naturally has a way to deal with it."

"Uncle, may I take a look at your legs...?" Dongfang Wan'er looked at Lu Muchuan, her eyes filled with concern and curiosity.

Lu Muchuan smiled slightly and replied gently, "Of course, Wan'er can watch if she wants."

Dongfang Wan'er carefully helped Lu Muchuan roll up his trouser legs. His legs, due to years of sitting in a wheelchair, had severely atrophied muscles, making them appear unusually thin.

Dongfang Wan'er gently touched the wound with her fingers, and after a careful examination, she made up her mind. She was secretly relieved that her uncle's leg only had ruptured tendons and ligaments, and there were no other more serious problems. This meant that she was confident she could cure him. She told herself with full confidence that she would definitely help her uncle stand up again.

Everyone watched Dongfang Wan'er's every move with tension; the atmosphere in the room was heavy and solemn.

Dongfang Wan'er stood up and looked at everyone with a firm gaze.

Lu Qingmo couldn't wait to ask, "How was it?"

Lu Muchuan smiled and comforted him, "Second brother, there's no need to be so nervous. Actually, I've already stopped caring..."

However, Dongfang Wan'er didn't keep them in suspense. She readily replied, "Grandfather, Uncle, don't worry, Uncle's leg can be healed!"

"Really?" Lu Qingmo couldn't contain her excitement and immediately asked.

Dongfang Wan'er nodded vigorously and said confidently, "Yes, he can get better. But it will take some time. I'll come back to treat my uncle after I'm ready." Her words revealed confidence and determination.

Lu Muchuan shook his head, not believing his niece's words at all, taking it as just her trying to make him happy...

“Just tell your aunt what you need, she has plenty of money…” Su Yazhen said.

"I really need Auntie. You've been to many places since you're in business. I need a thousand-year-old ginseng!"

"What I'm talking about? No problem..." Su Yazhen smiled...

Dongfang Wan'er wrote out a prescription, "Get the medicine according to this prescription. Uncle must soak it every night, don't be lazy... This is to nourish your legs. Uncle's legs are too thin. Once they've healed, he can have the surgery..."