The Sickly Regent Prince Who Was Abandoned as a Substitute Bride

Chapter 238 Night Scene at Junior High School, Dongfang Wan'er Reunited with Family...

At that moment, the horse was sniffing the grass on the ground when suddenly its eyes turned blood red. Then, it leaped high into the air like a madman, its hooves kicking wildly in the air.

Caught off guard by the sudden appearance of night, I stumbled and was violently thrown off the horse's back.

"not good!"

The moment he landed, he had a bad feeling.

Ye Jingchu quickly adjusted his body, his eyes revealing a hint of calm and determination. He already understood that the plants in the vicinity must have been poisoned.

He carefully stood up, trying to avoid everything around him, but he still accidentally bumped into a tree next to him.

With just this light touch, Ye Jingchu felt as if countless scorching needles were piercing her hand at the same time, causing a burning pain.

Then, to his horror, he discovered that his hands, like those of the guards, began to rot rapidly, the black flesh spreading at an alarming speed.

Ye Jingchu made a snap decision, and without saying a word, drew the sword from his waist, gritted his teeth, and swiftly cut off his own finger.

But the searing pain showed no sign of abating. He went on and continued to slash at his own palm with his sword. Blood gushed out, initially black and emitting a pungent stench, until the entire hand was severed, at which point the blood gradually turned red.

Despite the excruciating pain, Ye Jingchu tore off a strip of fabric from his clothes with one hand and hastily used it to stop the bleeding.

Meanwhile, the other guards had all turned into pools of blood in their agonizing struggles, the blood spreading across the ground and emitting a nauseating stench.

The night was as dark as ink, so thick it seemed impossible to see through. As Ye Jingchu rode on horseback, his heart pounding with anxiety. He spurred the horse hard on its belly, and the steed cried out in pain…

He took off running, everything behind him rushing past, he just wanted to get away from this place full of intrigue and danger as quickly as possible.

"Ye Jinghao, ha, I didn't expect this to be your scheme. I almost fell into your hands. I underestimated you!"

Ye Jingchu's face was gloomy, his heart filled with resentment and regret. He blamed Ye Jinghao for this carefully planned conspiracy, simply because the assassins came from his mansion.

In his view, the mastermind behind all of this must be Ye Jinghao.

Dongfang Wan'er and Anye rode their horses, their hooves kicking up clouds of dust as they galloped through the night like a black lightning bolt.

Before long, they arrived at a manor. On the way, Dongfang Wan'er had already changed her elaborate and gorgeous clothes on horseback into simple and convenient clothes so that she could move more freely.

Upon entering the manor, Dongfang Wan'er immediately spotted her family, whom she had been longing for day and night.

The Lu family also spotted Dongfang Wan'er at the same time.

"Wan'er, my daughter!" Mother Lu Wanning's voice trembled slightly with barely suppressed excitement.

"Wan'er..." Grandfather's weathered voice was full of love and satisfaction.

"Sister Wan'er!" The younger sister's clear and melodious voice was filled with boundless joy.

"Wan'er, little girl..." The uncles' voices rose and fell, each of them beaming with the joy of surviving a disaster.

"Miss..." The maid Qiuqin was already sobbing uncontrollably, just calling out to her repeatedly.

In an instant, the shouts of the crowd mingled together. They had waited for a day and a night, and their worries surged like a tidal wave!

Every minute and every second was agonizing for them, but now that they finally saw Dongfang Wan'er return safely, their hearts finally settled down.

"Mother, Grandfather, Grandmother, eldest uncle, second uncle, second aunt, youngest uncle, Qingcheng, Qiuqin, I'm back. I'm sorry to have worried you..."

Tears welled up in Dongfang Wan'er's eyes, a mixture of gratitude and guilt.

This time, all the longing, worry, and concern were left unsaid; a thousand words were transformed into this affectionate gaze and silent embrace.

"It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back!" Everyone gathered around and surrounded Dongfang Wan'er.

"Hahahaha, she truly is my granddaughter!" The grandfather's hearty laughter echoed over the village.

"Hahahaha!" The laughter and cheers dispelled the gloom that had been hanging over our hearts for days.

"Oh my, Wan'er is back!" Doctor Dan rushed over from inside the house upon hearing the commotion outside.

"Divine Physician Dan, Ye Jiuchen, he!"

Upon seeing Doctor Dan, Dongfang Wan'er immediately asked anxiously, her heart leaping into her throat.

"this……."

The divine physician Dan looked troubled, hesitant to speak, and the originally lively and cheerful atmosphere instantly became extremely heavy, as if shrouded in dark clouds.

Looking at everyone's solemn expressions, Dongfang Wan'er felt a sense of foreboding. Could it be that something had happened to Ye Jiuchen?

"What happened to Ye Jiuchen... Doctor Dan, where is Ye Jiuchen? Take me there quickly..."

Dongfang Wan'er's voice was already trembling with sobs, her body was shaking slightly, and her eyes were filled with fear and unease.

"Come with me!" Doctor Dan shook his head helplessly and turned to walk towards Ye Jiuchen's room.

Dongfang Wan'er followed closely behind, her steps unsteady, as if each step was treading on her own heart.

Upon entering the room, one would see that Ye Jiuchen's face was as pale as paper, devoid of any color, and his breathing was as weak as a candle flickering in the wind, as if it might be extinguished at any moment.

"How could this happen? He was perfectly fine when I left!"

Seeing Ye Jiuchen like this, Dongfang Wan'er felt a pang of heartache and could no longer hold back. Tears streamed down her face like a burst dam.

"Miss... Waaah..."

Qiuqin stood aside, watching Dongfang Wan'er cry, and couldn't help but cry along with her. Her cries were filled with heartache for her mistress and worry for Ye Jiuchen.

"Wan'er, don't be too sad... perhaps this is fate..."

Lu Wanning slowly walked over, gently hugged Dongfang Wan'er, and patted her back tenderly, trying to offer her some comfort. However, this comfort seemed so pale and powerless in the face of immense grief.

"No, I don't believe it. Ye Jiuchen won't die. There's the spiritual spring water. Yes, you all take good care of him. Divine Doctor Dan, you must hold him off, even if it's just to leave him with a breath!"

After Dongfang Wan'er finished speaking, she seemed to suddenly remember something, turned around and walked quickly to another room, locking the door tightly.

Then, she closed her eyes, concentrated her mind, and entered that mysterious space, anxiously checking on the progress of the spiritual spring water.

She prayed incessantly in her heart, believing that even if it was not a fully mature product, the spiritual spring water she had copied would surely be useful!

"This, Wan'er... girl, sigh..."

Lu Wanning gently shook her head, her eyes filled with helplessness and worry.

She sighed inwardly, thinking that her daughter was probably already deeply in love and unable to extricate herself.