The Sickly Regent Prince Who Was Abandoned as a Substitute Bride

After taking the prescription and examining it carefully, Su Yazhen instructed her servants to take the prescription to get the medicine.

Dongfang Wan'er said, "Find a quiet room. You can give your uncle acupuncture later to help him clear his meridians."

Everyone went to Lu Muchuan's room together. Dongfang Wan'er took out a set of silver needles from her cloth bag and then skillfully began to apply acupuncture to Lu Muchuan's legs.

About half an hour later, Dongfang Wan'er took all the silver needles off and put them into her cloth bag.

At this moment, Lu Qingmo, who was standing to the side, asked impatiently, "How are you? Do you feel anything now?"

Seeing Lu Qingmo's anxious expression, Lu Muchuan couldn't help but laugh and said, "Second brother, how can it be effective so quickly? My leg has been paralyzed for more than ten years. It's impossible for it to recover completely in an instant."

Dongfang Wan'er comforted him, "Uncle, don't worry. As long as you persist with the treatment, I believe your leg will recover."

The family chatted for a long time before having dinner, as night fell. After dinner, Dongfang Wan'er and Lu Wanning prepared to go home.

Ye Jingxia was very reluctant to see them leave, and kept urging them, "Wan Ning, Wan'er, you must come back to visit often when you have time..."

Lu Yanchen smiled and comforted her, "Alright, old woman, if you really miss them, we can go to the Marquis's mansion together for a few days tomorrow. It's not far anyway."

Seeing that Ye Jingxia still looked reluctant to part, Su Yazhen had no choice but to change the subject: "Oh dear, stop talking and go check if the servants have packed their things properly, so they don't get bumped or knocked over." After saying that, she turned around and continued to direct the servants to move things.

"Aunt, there's so much stuff! We only brought one box when we came, but you've filled two trucks with things for us..." Dongfang Wan'er was deeply moved as she watched box after box being loaded onto the truck. She knew that this was all thanks to her uncle and aunt's care and love for them.

"Oh dear, your aunt lacks everything except money. Of course, your aunt wants to prepare some nice things for you!" the aunt said with a smile, her eyes full of reluctance.

"Sister, please come back to visit Qingcheng often..."

"My dear Qingcheng, I'll come back whenever I have time..."

Afterwards, Dongfang Wan'er and Lu Wanning boarded the carriage and prepared to return to the Marquis's residence.

"Selling candied hawthorns! Selling candied hawthorns..." A hawker's cry came from the roadside, and Dongfang Wan'er's heart stirred.

"Stop the car, Mother, I'm going to buy candied hawthorns!" Dongfang Wan'er told the driver to stop the car, then jumped out.

“Go ahead, my child…” Lu Wanning nodded with a smile. She knew her daughter liked candied hawthorn.

Dongfang Wan'er approached the vendor selling candied hawthorns: "Give me a skewer..." Just as she was about to pay, she suddenly felt that there were more people around her.

Then a group of performers came over, banging gongs and drums, which immediately attracted a lot of attention. People gathered around to watch the performance, and Dongfang Wan'er was pushed aside by the crowd.

"Miss, Miss!" Qiuqin tried to find Dongfang Wan'er, but there were too many people and she couldn't get close.

"Go to the carriage, the carriage... um..." Dongfang Wan'er wanted to tell Qiuqin to go back to the carriage and wait for her, but before she could finish speaking, she felt someone cover her mouth and nose. A pungent smell entered her nose, and after struggling for a few moments, she lost consciousness.

"Miss, Miss..." Qiuqin watched helplessly as Dongfang Wan'er was kidnapped by a group of masked people...

"Oh no! Miss Dongfang has been kidnapped..." An Yi realized it was too late. He tried to rush over to rescue her, but there were too many people on the street, and he couldn't squeeze through.

An Yi hurried back to the manor to inform his master…

"Madam, Madam, Miss has been kidnapped..." Qiuqin returned to the carriage.

"What!" Lu Wanning had been restless ever since Dongfang Wan'er got off the carriage.

"Quickly, turn around and go back to the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion, quick..." The carriage immediately turned around.

Lu Wanning was extremely anxious, and she kept urging the driver to speed up.

"Father, Mother, hurry, hurry and save Wan'er! Wan'er has been kidnapped by a group of people!"

At this moment, Lu Yanchen also learned of the news. He rushed over and said, "Wan Ning, don't worry. I have already sent people to investigate. We will definitely find Wan'er."

Lu Wanning nodded, but tears streamed down her face uncontrollably. "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have let her go buy candied hawthorns alone..."

Lu Yanchen comforted her, "This isn't your fault. Those people were clearly prepared. Don't worry, I will definitely find Wan'er."

"Master, Master, something terrible has happened! Miss Dongfang has been captured!" An Yi rushed back to the Regent's Office...

"How do you protect people?!" Ye Jiuchen stood up abruptly.

"Dark Night, the police station has secret guards. Chase them down! Investigate them!"

Then, wearing a mask, Ye Jiuchen used his lightness skill to speed away...

When Dongfang Wan'er woke up again, she found herself in an unfamiliar place, surrounded by darkness, with only a faint oil lamp emitting light.

"Mmm..." Dongfang Wan'er's mouth was completely gagged, and her hands were tightly bound.

[With such meager skills, you think you can trap me...?] Dongfang Wan'er chuckled inwardly. She swiftly used her mind to retrieve an extremely sharp scalpel from her spatial storage and gripped it tightly. Just as she was about to cut the ropes binding her hands, she suddenly heard footsteps approaching...

"Where is she? Why hasn't she woken up yet..." A sharp female voice entered Dongfang Wan'er's ears.

Upon hearing the voice, Dongfang Wan'er immediately recognized its owner—Dongfang Mingzhu! How could she commit such a despicable act? She hadn't even gone to settle accounts with her yet, and here she was, coming to her own doorstep…

"Yes, all the people arranged are in place... Where's the money?" The man asked directly, demanding payment.

"Take it, and hurry up. I want to ruin her reputation and destroy her innocence immediately..." Dongfang Mingzhu threw a wad of banknotes at the other person, then turned and hurriedly left, afraid of being noticed.

"Bang..." Just then, the door was suddenly kicked open.

"Wow, this little beauty is really gorgeous..."

"Take the money and get on with it..." The man handed the money to a burly man.

"Don't worry... you can trust me to handle things..."

Dongfang Wan'er smiled slightly. Although her hands were bound, she didn't panic. Instead, she closed her eyes. Holding a sharp scalpel, she swiftly cut the ropes binding her hands.

A hint of determination and resolve flashed in her eyes, as if she had long been prepared to face anything. Then, she pulled out a poisoned needle from her person, preparing to use it to eliminate the enemy before her.

Just then, there was a noise outside the door.

"Kill them all, leave no one alive!" A cold male voice rang out, filled with boundless killing intent.

When Dongfang Wan'er heard this voice, she knew that her reinforcements had finally arrived.

Dongfang Wan'er secretly placed the scalpel and poisoned needles into her spatial storage, so that she wouldn't reveal her trump card if someone came to rescue her...