The Sickly Regent Prince Who Was Abandoned as a Substitute Bride

After helping Ye Jiuchen to bed, An Ye went out to summon the imperial physician.

After examining the prince, the imperial physician shook his head: "Your Highness is too weak and needs to recuperate for a period of time."

"Then how should we take care of it?" An Ye asked anxiously.

The imperial physician prescribed some medicine and instructed, "Let the prince rest more, avoid overexertion, take his medicine on time, and pay attention to a balanced diet."

An Ye nodded, and after seeing the imperial physician off, she began to take care of Ye Jiuchen according to the doctor's instructions.

In fact, An Ye deliberately summoned the imperial physician to lull those in the palace into a false sense of security...

In the palace…

"Chu'er... Imperial Physician, how is Chu'er..." The Empress anxiously stood by the bedside, her eyes fixed on the woman lying on the bed, her voice trembling.

Upon hearing the news, the Emperor and Empress Dowager rushed over, their faces filled with shock.

"Investigate! Investigate for me! Who hurt Jing Chu?" Emperor Ye Erxiao's face was full of anger, his eyes flashing with fury. He clenched his fists and roared at the guards around him.

"My son, I suspect that Ye Jiuchen is behind this..." The Empress Dowager narrowed her eyes, a hint of doubt in her gaze.

"No, just now people from Ninth Brother's residence came to fetch the imperial physician. Ninth Brother has fainted again..." Ye Erxiao frowned and said firmly.

"Then investigate and see if any of your princes might have harmed Jingchu..." A resolute glint flashed in the Empress Dowager's eyes. She knew that this matter had to be thoroughly investigated and that no suspect could be let off the hook.

"I will investigate this thoroughly..." Ye Erxiao nodded. He decided to investigate the matter personally to ensure that no clue was overlooked.

After seeing the imperial physician off in the dark, he rushed to Dongfang Wan'er's palace without stopping.

It was the same familiar formula. Dongfang Wan'er was applying a face mask when An Ye, completely unprepared, was once again drugged and knocked unconscious.

He collapsed to the ground in the dark, muttering to himself: Why can't I ever dodge it?

"Dark Night, you're awake. What is it now?" Dongfang Wan'er looked at the man who had suddenly barged in, feeling quite helpless. She was almost used to it. Perhaps something had happened to Ye Jiuchen again; he had said during the day he wanted to marry her as his principal wife…

"Miss Dongfang, Master..." An Ye forced himself to speak, enduring a headache.

"Alright, I understand." This time, Dongfang Wan'er didn't bring Qiuqin with her, but instead followed An Ye directly to the Regent's Palace.

Upon entering the palace, Dongfang Wan'er followed An Ye to Ye Jiuchen's room.

[What a beautiful but sickly man...] Dongfang Wan'er thought to herself as she looked at Ye Jiuchen lying on the bed.

She stepped forward and placed her fingers on Ye Jiuchen's wrist, carefully feeling his pulse.

"He didn't take his medicine on time...?" Dongfang Wan'er asked, frowning.

Dark Night nodded, saying somewhat helplessly, "Master finds the medicine too bitter and doesn't want to drink it..."

Dongfang Wan'er was speechless after hearing this. How could someone so grown up be afraid of hardship? It made her both laugh and cry.

"Alright, you can go now. I'll treat him," Dongfang Wan'er said, waving her hand.

Dark Night nodded, turned and left the room.

Dongfang Wan'er took out some special liquid from her spatial ring and then injected it into a thin tube.

She gently lifted Ye Jiuchen's arm, inserted a thin tube into his vein, and began to administer an IV.

Unfortunately, for patients who dislike taking medication, intravenous infusion is the most effective method.

Ye Jiuchen's body gradually regained its vitality. He slowly opened his eyes and saw Dongfang Wan'er in front of him.

"Wan'er..." Ye Jiuchen called out Dongfang Wan'er's name softly, his voice low and gentle.

"Ninth Prince, you're awake? This is the first time I've known that you're afraid of bitter medicine. Before, when you refused to take medicine, I thought there was some special reason, but now I understand why. Here, take your medicine quickly..." Dongfang Wan'er said, taking out the pills and handing them to Ye Jiuchen.

Ye Jiuchen frowned, but still took the pill and chewed it. [So bitter! This taste is unbearable, even worse than the pills that old man made…]

Dongfang Wan'er watched Ye Jiuchen chew the pills with a pained expression and couldn't help but sigh inwardly: [Commendable courage, daring to chew them like candy, no wonder they're bitter...] However, she had no intention of telling Ye Jiuchen the correct way to take the medicine.

Ye Jiuchen's face was so gloomy it seemed like it could drip water, and his cold gaze was fixed on Dongfang Wan'er, making Dongfang Wan'er feel a chill.

"If the medicine tastes bitter, have a piece of candy..." Dongfang Wan'er carefully took a piece of candy out of her pocket and handed it to Ye Jiuchen, trying to ease the atmosphere.

Upon seeing the candy, Ye Jiuchen frowned slightly and said without hesitation, "This king doesn't eat candy..."

"Eat it or not, it's up to you..." Dongfang Wan'er pouted, put the candy on the table, and then turned to leave.

"Wan'er..." Ye Jiuchen suddenly called out.

Dongfang Wan'er stopped and turned to look at Ye Jiuchen, a hint of doubt on her face.

Ye Jiuchen took a deep breath and slowly said, "I will betroth you tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Dongfang Wan'er was startled, but quickly regained her composure and said calmly, "What if I refuse..." In truth, Dongfang Wan'er only wanted to try, but she knew it was impossible; Ye Jiuchen would not let her off easily.

"Wan'er, you are willing to marry Ye Jingchu but not me. You like Ye Jingchu that much..." Ye Jiuchen's face darkened, and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes.

Dongfang Wan'er was too lazy to explain to him. She clearly wanted revenge, which was why she chose to marry Ye Jingchu. She only did it to stop him and cause him trouble. As for Ye Jiuchen, if she got her revenge, she planned to go into hiding and stay away from this place of trouble.

"Think what you want!" Dongfang Wan'er said coldly, then turned and left the room.

Ye Jiuchen was angered by Dongfang Wan'er's words, "Think whatever you want."

He stared at her in disbelief, then unleashed all his anger on the innocent wooden table before him. He raised his hand and slammed it down on the table with astonishing force.

With a loud crash, the sturdy wooden table shattered into pieces, as if it had always been fragile. This sudden turn of events startled Dongfang Wan'er.

However, before she could finish saying "Ye Jiuchen, you...", Ye Jiuchen suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and swayed slightly.

"Ye Jiuchen, are you alright?" Dongfang Wan'er asked with concern...

…But her voice was coldly interrupted by Ye Jiuchen: “Get out, don’t touch me.” He turned around, his back to Dongfang Wan’er, looking lonely and helpless.