The Sickly Regent Prince Who Was Abandoned as a Substitute Bride

Chapter 207 Dongfang Wan'er discovers Qiuqin is injured

He struggled desperately, veins bulging on his forehead, but he sadly discovered that he was completely powerless against the black-clad woman's strength, which was as powerful as a demon.

"Don't worry, as long as you behave, I won't hurt you." Although the woman in black's tone carried a hint of reassurance, to Ye Jingchu it sounded like the whisper of a demon.

Then, a horrifying scene unfolded. A thin line of red blood slowly appeared on Ye Jingchu's forehead. The blood seemed to have a life of its own, writhing and twisting until it finally wrapped around the black-clad woman's hand.

The woman in black closed her eyes slightly, as if she were enjoying something delicious, as she absorbed the bloodline.

Beneath the black clothing, her face appeared even more exquisite, as if time had left no trace on her; instead, she seemed to grow younger, radiating a chilling beauty.

At this moment, Ye Jingchu felt as if all his strength had been drained, leaving him as weak and powerless as a person on the verge of death.

Just moments ago he was feeling refreshed and full of energy, as if he possessed boundless strength, as if he could kill a bull with a single punch. But now, he didn't even have the strength to crush an ant.

"What did you do to me?" Ye Jingchu asked the woman in black weakly, using the last of her strength.

"It's nothing, just a small reward for reviving you..." the woman in black said casually.

"So, my bloodlust is also because of you..." A look of realization flashed in Ye Jingchu's eyes, as if all the mysteries had been answered at this moment.

"You're not too stupid!"

The woman in black chuckled softly and flicked her finger, causing Ye Jingchu to collapse limply to the ground.

She looked down at Ye Jingchu, who had fallen to the ground, a complex expression flashing in her eyes.

"Get some sleep. When you wake up, everything will be different..." With that, the woman in black turned and left, disappearing into the night.

The night grew deeper.

Dongfang Wan'er traveled swiftly and finally returned to the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion. Her heart was filled with concern for her uncle, and she didn't want to waste a moment, so she planned to go see him directly first.

"Uncle!" Dongfang Wan'er's clear voice rang out from outside the door, and she reached out and knocked on the door, her knocking sounding somewhat urgent.

"Coming, coming!" Soon, Lu Qingmo's voice came from inside, sounding somewhat hurried.

“Squeak…” The door slowly opened, and Dongfang Wan’er looked up to see that it was her second uncle who opened the door. She couldn’t help but think to herself, “This second uncle is really quick. He always gets ahead of me.”

"Second Uncle, what are you doing here!" Dongfang Wan'er said as she walked into the room, her eyes searching for her uncle's figure.

Soon, she saw Lu Muchuan sitting on the bed, looking at her with a pained expression, his eyes filled with endless care.

Dongfang Wan'er instantly understood that her big-mouthed second uncle must have said something to her youngest uncle, perhaps telling him everything about herself.

"Uncle, how does your leg feel?" Dongfang Wan'er hurriedly stepped forward to ask, her gaze falling on her uncle's injured leg, her eyes full of worry.

"Wan'er, you..." Lu Muchuan did not answer Dongfang Wan'er's question. Instead, he looked at Dongfang Wan'er intently, as if trying to see through her and confirm whether she was really as unharmed as she appeared.

"Uncle, I know what you're going to say. I'm really fine. On the contrary, I'm quite happy!" Dongfang Wan'er said with a smile, her smile as bright as the warm spring sun, trying to put her uncle at ease.

"That's good..." Lu Muchuan knew that Dongfang Wan'er was a girl with her own opinions. Since she had already said so, it would be better for him to say more. However, the worry in his eyes had not completely disappeared.

"Wan'er, I've been feeling a bit of a stinging sensation in my legs these past few days!" Lu Muchuan said, frowning.

Hearing Lu Muchuan say this, Dongfang Wan'er breathed a sigh of relief, and a joyful expression appeared on her face: "That's very good, it means that your leg is starting to get better, Uncle. In a few months, you'll be able to stand up and walk again..."

Lu Muchuan smiled knowingly upon hearing Dongfang Wan'er's words, a smile that held anticipation for the future.

Dongfang Wan'er looked at Lu Muchuan with bright eyes: "Uncle, you look very handsome when you smile, you should smile more!"

"You silly child..." Lu Muchuan shook his head helplessly, but his eyes were full of doting affection.

"Alright, I won't disturb Uncle's rest any longer!" Dongfang Wan'er said, then took her leave and left the room with light steps.

After Dongfang Wan'er left, Lu Muchuan leaned against the headboard, lost in thought. He recalled Wan'er's mention of his smile and couldn't help but touch the corner of his mouth.

“This girl…” Lu Muchuan’s voice was very soft, like a ripple on the surface of a lake caused by a gentle breeze. He murmured softly, the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up slightly, and a warm current seemed to flow slowly through his heart.

“But she’s right, I should smile more.” He took a deep breath, the breath lingering in his chest for a moment as if trying to suppress something, and then slowly exhaled, trying to relax his tense nerves.

He secretly resolved to follow Wan'er's advice, actively cooperate with the treatment, and get rid of the torment of this illness as soon as possible to restore his former health.

"Strange, why didn't I see Qiuqin's end..." A hint of doubt flashed in Dongfang Wan'er's eyes!

"I've been missing for several days, this girl must be very worried about me!"

Dongfang Wan'er sat in the room, as if she had suddenly woken up from a deep sleep, and finally remembered something important!

“Dark Night, Dark Night…” she shouted into the darkness, her voice tinged with urgency.

“Your Highness…” An Yi and An Er appeared instantly, kneeling on one knee with their heads bowed.

"Why is it you guys? Where's An Ye? I need to talk to him!" Dongfang Wan'er frowned, her eyes filled with anxiety.

An Yi and An Er exchanged a glance, a hint of hesitation flashing in their eyes, before they both knelt down!

"What's wrong? Why are you kneeling down!" Dongfang Wan'er took two steps forward, her tone filled with doubt and unease.

"Your Highness, please forgive me." An Yi gritted her teeth and said in a low voice, "Commander Dark Night went with our master to kill His Highness the Crown Prince. Commander Dark Night forbade us from telling you this. Also, Miss Qiuqin is seriously injured..."

"What?" Dongfang Wan'er's eyes widened, her face full of shock.

"Ye Jiuchen went to kill Ye Jingchu... or was Qiuqin injured? Why didn't you tell me sooner..." Her voice unconsciously rose a few decibels, her eyes burning with anger, and she started running towards the Regent's Palace.

"Going through the front gate isn't appropriate, let's climb over the wall!" Dongfang Wan'er looked around and made a quick decision.

After saying that, she walked directly to the wall, put her hands on the wall to push herself up, and flipped herself up onto the wall. Although her movements were a little clumsy, they were very quick.

"Your Highness, it was because the master was afraid you would worry that he didn't tell you..." An Yi and An Er quickly got up and followed behind Dongfang Wan'er. The two of them whispered to each other as they ran, their eyes full of surprise.

They simply couldn't understand how the princess, without any internal energy or martial arts skills, could move so fast, like a gust of wind, relying solely on her two legs.

"Honestly, don't they know my medical skills? How could they keep something like this from me..."

As Dongfang Wan'er ran, she complained. Her face was slightly flushed from running, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. She was both angry and worried.

Dongfang Wan'er ran all the way without stopping for a moment, until she reached the Regent's Palace. As soon as she arrived at the gate, she saw Hu Zi in the courtyard.

"Tiger, Qiuqin is injured, how could you not tell me!" Dongfang Wan'er said breathlessly, bending over with her hands on her knees, panting heavily.

Tiger was playing with Little White when he heard the sound. He turned around, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. "Miss Wan'er, what brings you here?"

"If I hadn't come, how much longer would you have kept this from me?" Dongfang Wan'er straightened up, strode up to him, her eyes full of reproach. "How is Qiuqin now?"

Tiger was silent for a moment, his lips trembling slightly, and slowly said, "Qiuqin's injuries are serious, but she is no longer in danger of dying."

Upon hearing this, Dongfang Wan'er breathed a sigh of relief, her tense nerves finally relaxing slightly. "Thank goodness, everything is alright. I'm a doctor; you should trust my abilities. This must never happen again!"