The Sickly Regent Prince Who Was Abandoned as a Substitute Bride

Although Dongfang Wan'er appeared calm on the surface, her face was actually as red as a ripe apple.

Upon hearing her words, Ye Jiuchen's lips curled up slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile.

"Uh, okay!" Dark Night realized that his behavior was a bit inappropriate, so he immediately stopped what he was doing and kindly closed the door for them.

Only Dongfang Wan'er and Ye Jiuchen remained in the room, and the atmosphere became extremely awkward. Dongfang Wan'er felt her face burning and couldn't help but cough a few times to cover up her nervousness.

"Cough cough!..." she said, pretending to be nonchalant, "Alright, lie down, I'm going to start the acupuncture..."

Ye Jiuchen obediently lay down on the bed, closed his eyes, and looked resigned to his fate. He whispered to Dongfang Wan'er, "Wan'er, be gentle..."

Dongfang Wan'er almost laughed at his words, but she knew this was not the time for jokes. She took a deep breath, concentrated, and prepared to administer acupuncture treatment to Ye Jiuchen.

Dongfang Wan'er took out silver needles and skillfully applied them to Ye Jiuchen's body, her movements elegant and swift. The silver needles accurately pierced the acupoints on Ye Jiuchen's upper body, as if she had practiced countless times.

When Ye Jiuchen felt the silver needles pierce his body, he experienced a peculiar tingling sensation. This feeling made him frown slightly, but he quickly adapted. As time passed, he gradually felt a warm current flowing through his body, slowly coursing along his meridians.

Dongfang Wan'er focused intently on administering the acupuncture, her eyes revealing professionalism and confidence. Her gaze occasionally met Ye Jiuchen's, but neither of them spoke, seemingly immersed in the tranquil atmosphere.

After completing the acupuncture on Ye Jiuchen's upper body, Dongfang Wan'er unhesitatingly shifted her attention to his lower body. However, she tried hard to ignore the fact that Ye Jiuchen was only wearing a thin pair of trousers, and the faint outline of his body was visible. Nevertheless, she couldn't help but blush and her heart race.

Dongfang Wan'er focused intently on applying acupuncture to Ye Jiuchen's legs, each silver needle precisely inserted into the acupoints. Her fingers gently touched Ye Jiuchen's skin, feeling the tension and relaxation of his muscles.

"Ahem, Ye Jiuchen, could you please open your legs a little wider? I need to administer acupuncture to the inside of my thighs..." Dongfang Wan'er suddenly spoke, her voice slightly hoarse. After saying this, her face instantly turned bright red, like a ripe apple.

Ye Jiuchen noticed Dongfang Wan'er's embarrassment, and a faint smile appeared on his lips. He cooperated by opening his legs, giving Dongfang Wan'er enough space to perform her acupuncture.

Dongfang Wan'er continued to apply acupuncture to Ye Jiuchen's legs, her long hair occasionally brushing against Ye Jiuchen's chest, soft and delicate.

This sensation caused an indescribable itch in Ye Jiuchen's heart, making him close his eyes and enjoy the moment.

However, at that moment, Ye Jiuchen discovered that his lower body had involuntarily become aroused. His erection was quietly erect, which embarrassed him greatly.

Dongfang Wan'er also witnessed this scene, and her cheeks instantly burned as if on fire, almost causing her to drop the silver needles in her hand. But she quickly regained her composure and said calmly, "Don't worry about it, this is a normal physiological reaction."

Ye Jiuchen gave an awkward wry smile, secretly relieved that Dongfang Wan'er wasn't too surprised. He tried to distract himself and suppress his body's natural reaction.

During the subsequent acupuncture treatment, both of them seemed somewhat uncomfortable, but they still persevered and completed the treatment.

When the last silver needle was pulled out, Ye Jiuchen let out a long sigh of relief, feeling much lighter.

Dongfang Wan'er silently packed up her acupuncture needles, her eyes avoiding Ye Jiuchen's gaze. "The treatment is over. You can rest now." Dongfang Wan'er lowered her head, wanting to get out of there quickly…

Ye Jiuchen immediately got up, threw his shirt on the ground, a wicked smile on his lips, and then walked step by step toward Dongfang Wan'er.

"Ah..." Dongfang Wan'er was startled by Ye Jiuchen and retreated backward until she reached the door...

Ye Jiuchen, naked, pinned Dongfang Wan'er against the door, then braced himself against the door with one hand and wrapped his other arm around her waist. Looking down at her, he whispered, "Wan'er, I'm feeling a little unwell..."

Dongfang Wan'er knew perfectly well what was bothering Ye Jiuchen. Her face flushed instantly, and she quickly pushed him away, saying, "Ye, Ye Jiuchen, we're not married yet..."

Ye Jiuchen was secretly delighted. Wan'er meant that they could get married afterward... However, Ye Jiuchen rarely saw Dongfang Wan'er so shy, so he decided to tease her...

So, he deliberately put on a pitiful look and said to Dongfang Wan'er in a coquettish tone, "Wan'er, but I'm really in pain..." As Ye Jiuchen spoke, he gently stroked Dongfang Wan'er's cheek with his fingers, his eyes filled with ambiguity and teasing.

Dongfang Wan'er was taken aback by Ye Jiuchen's actions and felt a little flustered, but she tried her best to remain calm and stammered, "This...this...but, please hold on..."

"Wan'er, I really can't hold on any longer..." Ye Jiuchen's voice was tinged with restraint as he slowly took Dongfang Wan'er's hand and gently placed it on his heart.

Dongfang Wan'er felt the intense heat emanating from Ye Jiuchen's body, and a blush rose to her cheeks. Her gaze fell on Ye Jiuchen's handsome face, and a strange flutter welled up in her heart.

"How about I help you with my hand..." Dongfang Wan'er said shyly, her voice barely audible.

Upon hearing this, Ye Jiuchen's lips curled slightly upward, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes. Just then, he suddenly couldn't help but chuckle softly: "Pfft..."

Hearing Ye Jiuchen's laughter, Dongfang Wan'er abruptly looked up, meeting his smiling eyes. She immediately realized she had been tricked by Ye Jiuchen, and her face flushed red with anger and shame.

She glared at Ye Jiuchen, gritting her teeth, and said, "You, Ye Jiuchen, how dare you tease me! Get out, this is my room..." After saying that, Dongfang Wan'er grabbed Ye Jiuchen's clothes, threw them at him hard, and pushed him out.

With a dull thud as the door slammed shut, Ye Jiuchen was kicked out of the room.

However, he wasn't angry; instead, a faint smile played on his lips. Standing at the doorway, he chuckled softly, "Hahahaha. Wan'er, I truly look forward to the day we marry..."

Inside the room, Dongfang Wan'er stomped her feet in anger upon hearing Ye Jiuchen's words. She cursed at the door, "Get out..." and then threw herself onto the bed, covering her head with the blanket, trying to calm her inner turmoil.