The Sickly Regent Prince Who Was Abandoned as a Substitute Bride

These past few days, Dongfang Wan'er has been utterly exhausted. She not only has to take care of the injured Qiuqin, but also keep a close eye on Ye Jiuchen's condition.

Although An Ye and others were helping, she still had to personally handle crucial procedures such as administering IV fluids.

Qiuqin has already woken up and is even able to walk on her own; but Ye Jiuchen remains unconscious. If it weren't for the electrocardiogram showing that his heartbeat is still going on, Dongfang Wan'er would have been worried that he had already died.

"Where are we going now?" Ye Jiuchen asked, looking at the unfamiliar surroundings outside the window.

"Have you forgotten? We were originally going to the snow mountain to find the Tian Shan Snow Lotus, but we encountered assassins sent by your royal brother on the way. You were shot by an arrow, and I saved you," Dongfang Wan'er explained patiently.

"And then what happened?" Ye Jiuchen continued to press.

"Later, I suggested sending news of your faked death back, so that the assassins would think their mission was complete and leave. Then, we would head to your residence, wait for your injuries to heal, and then return to the capital to take revenge." Dongfang Wan'er recounted the events in detail.

Ye Jiuchen frowned and asked in confusion, "When did Ye Erxiao become so capable that he was able to plan this assassination?"

"Ahem, I'm so sorry, it's all because of me. If you hadn't been trying to save me, you probably wouldn't have gotten hurt," Dongfang Wan'er said apologetically.

Ye Jiuchen shook his head, indicating that it wasn't her fault. However, he suddenly realized that his memory seemed to be malfunctioning, as if he had lost an important piece of his memory.

"Hey, Ye Jiuchen, something's not right with you. Why do I feel like you've lost your memory?" Dongfang Wan'er observed Ye Jiuchen closely, feeling increasingly puzzled.

Although the person before her hadn't changed in appearance, his demeanor was vastly different, becoming more mature and composed. This change reminded her of Ye Jiuchen ten years later.

Dongfang Wan'er shook her head vigorously, trying to dispel the chaotic thoughts in her mind. She told herself that it must be because she had been too tired lately that she had such absurd ideas. After all, how could a person's personality and temperament change so drastically in such a short period of time?

"Dark Night, Dark Night..." Dongfang Wan'er called softly. She opened the curtain of the carriage, wanting to see what was happening outside.

"Miss Wan'er..." An Ye drove the carriage, not daring to turn around, but he could feel the gazes of the two people in the carriage falling on him, and he couldn't help but shiver.

"Master is awake..." An Ye had already heard Ye Jiuchen wake up, but he didn't speak for fear of disturbing them.

"Okay, you watch him, I'm going to sleep and rest..." Dongfang Wan'er said, then turned to look at Ye Jiuchen. "Ye Jiuchen, you stay in the carriage and don't get up. Stay put, okay?"

Ye Jiuchen's mind was in turmoil, so he nodded casually, as if he hadn't heard her speak.

Dongfang Wan'er was very satisfied, so she got off the carriage and went to rest in Qiuqin's carriage.

Ye Jiuchen: "Dark Night, I have something to ask you..."

Dark Night: "Please speak, Master."

Ye Jiuchen: "Why would I go to the snow mountain with Wan'er...?"

Dark Night: "Master, you've forgotten, you asked Miss Wan'er for her hand in marriage, and she agreed. Then the poison took effect, and Miss Wan'er tried to save you..." Dark Night said a lot more...

Ye Jiuchen finally realized that he had been reborn, and that he had been reborn ten years in the past!

However, this hadn't happened before, so why would I suddenly propose to Wan'er? Also, how could that good-for-nothing Ye Erxiao have managed to hurt me? It seems he's been sitting on the throne too comfortably...

Ye Jiuchen closed his eyes, pondering his next plan. He decided to heal his injuries first, then secretly investigate Ye Erxiao's actions. At the same time, he also needed to figure out why he had been reborn, and whether this rebirth would change the future situation.

"Dark Night, proceed according to plan..." Ye Jiuchen instructed Dark Night in a low voice.

"Yes, Master!" Dark Night replied respectfully.

The two carriages continued on their way, their wheels rolling and kicking up clouds of dust. They chose a secluded path, avoiding the busy main road to avoid attracting unnecessary attention. Throughout the journey, Ye Jiuchen and Dongfang Wan'er remained silent, each lost in their own thoughts.

After a long ten-day journey, they finally arrived at Ye Jiuchen's residence. The residence was located halfway up a mountain, surrounded by dense forests, in an extremely secluded location, making it difficult for ordinary people to discover its existence.

Ye Jiuchen was already able to walk, but Dongfang Wan'er disagreed. Normally, an injury like Ye Jiuchen's would require at least a month of bed rest before he could move around. However, Ye Jiuchen insisted on walking and seemed completely unfazed. Faced with his stubbornness, Dongfang Wan'er ultimately had no choice but to give in.

“Miss, this place is so beautiful…” Qiuqin exclaimed.

"Yes, it is indeed very beautiful," Dongfang Wan'er agreed.

Upon entering the residence, Ye Jiuchen immediately went into his study to handle official business. Meanwhile, Dongfang Wan'er led Qiuqin around to familiarize them with the unfamiliar surroundings.

As night fell, Dongfang Wan'er was preparing to rest when she suddenly heard a melodious flute tune. Curious, she followed the sound and ended up in the courtyard where Ye Jiuchen was.

Under the moonlight, Ye Jiuchen stood quietly, holding a jade flute in his hand, playing a moving melody. The beautiful notes floated in the air, like heavenly music.

The moonlight bathed him, making him appear like an immortal descended to earth. Dongfang Wan'er was mesmerized and unconsciously moved closer to him. Ye Jiuchen noticed her arrival, put down his flute, and smiled at her. The moment their eyes met, it was as if an electric current passed through them, and their hearts trembled.

"Ye Jiuchen's flute playing was melodious and captivating, seemingly able to penetrate one's soul. Dongfang Wan'er stood quietly in the distance, listening to this beautiful melody, and a touch of emotion welled up in her heart."

"Wan'er, you've come." Ye Jiuchen put down his flute and looked at her with a smile.

Dongfang Wan'er came to her senses, lowered her head shyly, and replied softly, "I... I just heard the sound of a flute and came over out of curiosity."

Ye Jiuchen smiled gently, walked to her side, and said tenderly, "This piece, 'Phoenix Seeking Its Mate,' is one I specially played for you."

Dongfang Wan'er's heart raced instantly, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she whispered in response, "Thank you, Ye Jiuchen."

Ye Jiuchen gazed into her eyes and asked softly, "Do you like it?"

Dongfang Wan'er nodded, revealing a shy smile.

Ye Jiuchen slowly reached out and gently stroked her hair, saying tenderly, "Wan'er, ever since you saved me, my heart has been unable to hold anyone else. I once thought I would grow old alone, until I met you."

Dongfang Wan'er's heartstrings were touched. She raised her head and looked into Ye Jiuchen's eyes, feeling the deep affection and sincerity in them.