The Sickly Regent Prince Who Was Abandoned as a Substitute Bride

Chapter 102 Lu Chengfeng fakes injury, Ye Jiuchen loses his memory?

"Hahahaha, Chengfeng, well done... I thought you were really injured..." Lu Changfeng laughed happily, his eyes full of relief.

"Father, I'm sorry to have worried you..." Lu Chengfeng lowered his head guiltily, his voice low.

"Chengfeng, what are you saying? As long as you're alright, that's all that matters. But why did you pretend to be seriously injured to come back this time? Did something happen?" Ye Jingxia frowned and asked with concern.

"Big brother, are you alright..." Lu Qingmo stopped crying, a look of disbelief on his face.

"Second brother, you really are... haha..." Lu Muchuan couldn't help but laugh out loud, and he patted Lu Chengfeng on the shoulder.

"Third brother, as expected, nothing can be hidden from you..." Lu Chengfeng shook his head helplessly...

"Brother, I just guessed by chance, and I also sensed that someone was watching us..." Lu Muchuan said nonchalantly. He knew that this matter was definitely not that simple, but he didn't want his family to worry.

"Big brother..." Tears welled up in Lu Wanning's eyes as she looked at her older brother, her heart filled with worry and fear.

"Little sister..." Lu Chengfeng gave Lu Wanning a big hug. "Big brother is alright..."

"Mmm..." Lu Wanning nodded, but tears still welled up in her eyes.

"You brat, I'm asking you about your older brother..." Lu Yanchen punched Lu Qingmo again. His biggest concern right now was his eldest son's injury.

“Father…” Lu Qingmo felt very aggrieved. He didn’t understand why his father was always so irritable.

"Father, this is a long story. The Regent sent me back severely injured, but I don't know the specific reason!" Lu Chengfeng quickly explained.

"Ninth Prince, isn't the Ninth Prince dead?" Lu Qingmo asked in surprise, as he had always thought the Ninth Prince was dead.

“Who is the Ninth Prince? He was personally trained by the late Emperor and he won’t die so easily… The throne should have originally belonged to the Ninth Prince, but he wasn’t interested in it, so I withdrew from the court.” Lu Yanchen said with a sigh, recalling some past events and feeling a pang of emotion.

“That’s right, the Ninth Prince did fake his death! Wan’er sent me a message saying that the current emperor assassinated the Ninth Prince!” Lu Wanning said.

"Is that so? Then Chengfeng, you can stay at home and continue to be seriously injured..." Lu Yanchen said after thinking for a moment.

On Dongfang Wan'er's side, the group headed towards the snow-capped mountain.

"Hmm, wasn't I shot by an arrow? There's no wound!" Ye Jiuchen woke up from his sleep, touching his chest and muttering to himself.

“Dark Night…” Ye Jiuchen called out Dark Night’s name.

“Master…” An Ye responded and entered, but his heart was filled with doubt. For some reason, he felt that his master’s aura seemed to have changed.

"Dark Night, where are we going now? Wasn't I shot by an arrow...?" Ye Jiuchen frowned, feeling a splitting headache, as if an important memory had been forgotten.

An Ye thought to himself, "This is bad, this is bad. It seems like my master has lost his mind."

An Ye did not answer Ye Jiu Chen's question, but decisively stopped the carriage.

"Stop the carriage, stop the carriage, Miss Wan'er..." An Ye hurriedly ran to Dongfang Wan'er's carriage and called out anxiously.

Dongfang Wan'er lifted the curtain and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?...?"

“It seems like Master has lost his mind…” An Ye said to Dongfang Wan’er with a heavy expression, and then recounted in detail what had just happened.

After listening, Dongfang Wan'er frowned and asked doubtfully, "From your description, it seems like he does have some mental issues. I'll go take a look..."

An Ye nodded and led her towards the carriage. Hearing someone approach, Ye Jiuchen's face darkened, and he roared unhappily, "An Ye... I'm asking you a question. Have you been too lenient lately...?"

When he looked up, he found that the person who came was Dongfang Wan'er, and the expression on his face froze instantly.

Ye Jiuchen immediately adjusted his facial expression, trying to make himself look less fierce, and said in a calm tone, "Wan'er, you've come..."

Dongfang Wan'er boarded the carriage, sat down without any ceremony, and then naturally picked up the teacup on the table and brought it to her lips without hesitation.

Watching this scene, Ye Jiuchen couldn't help but sigh inwardly, wondering how Wan'er could become so relaxed and natural in front of him...

He composed himself and asked, "Of course I remember, I was shot by an arrow, but why do I feel as if nothing happened..."

Dongfang Wan'er nearly choked on her tea, staring at him with wide eyes. Well, he really has lost his mind!

She put down her teacup, sighed helplessly, and explained, "Ye Jiuchen, I have some very bad news for you. Your memory might be having some problems. The thing you mentioned happened a month ago..."

Dongfang Wan'er gave Ye Jiuchen a general account of what had happened over the past month. Ye Jiuchen frowned and said with a puzzled look, "I don't remember any of these things. And you said that it was my elder brother who sent someone to assassinate me?"

Dongfang Wan'er nodded, wanting to see Ye Jiuchen's reaction. Ye Jiuchen's face darkened. "Royal brother, Ye Erxiao, he's become quite capable! He actually managed to injure me!" A flash of anger crossed his eyes, and then he called out towards the outside of the carriage, "An Ye, An Ye..."

Upon hearing the sound, An Ye immediately boarded the carriage, knelt on one knee, and said, "My lord, please forgive me. I noticed that your memory was failing, so I..."

Ye Jiuchen waved his hand, interrupting him, "Alright, I forgive you. Ye Erxiao dared to assassinate me, so I'll give him a big gift." A cold smile appeared on his lips as he continued, "Contact the Jing Kingdom and tell them I'm giving them several cities in exchange for iron ore..."

An Ye was stunned, somewhat at a loss, thinking, "Hasn't this already been discussed?" But he dared not ask further, and could only bite the bullet and reply, "Master, this matter is already underway, and the Jing Kingdom's army has already reached the border, awaiting your news..."

Ye Jiuchen glared at An Ye. "I understand. Let's go to the border first." He knew that this matter had to be negotiated with Jing Kingdom face-to-face to ensure everything went smoothly, since it involved an exchange of interests between the two countries.

"Ye Jiuchen, didn't you say you were going to the snow mountain? Why aren't you going anymore?" Dongfang Wan'er looked at Ye Jiuchen with some confusion. She saw that he had suddenly changed his mind, and his brows furrowed slightly, as if he had something on his mind.

Ye Jiuchen glanced at Dongfang Wan'er and said gently, "Wan'er, let's postpone the trip to the snow mountain for now. We need to go to the border now and visit your uncle while we're there."

Dongfang Wan'er had some doubts, but she nodded in agreement.