The Sickly Regent Prince Who Was Abandoned as a Substitute Bride

Chapter 230 All Income Space

Fortunately, Ye Jiuchen had the foresight to move all the items in the storeroom to the house in the west, and now those precious treasures are resting peacefully in the space.

Dongfang Wan'er quickly changed into her tight-fitting night clothes and nimbly rushed to the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion. At this moment, the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion was silent and deserted, like a magnificent abandoned castle.

However, the carved beams and painted rafters still exude the splendor of the past, the gilded pillars shimmer faintly in the moonlight, and the glazed tiles reflect a cool glow.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Grandfather's family is really generous, leaving behind so many valuable things... Then Wan'er will have to take care of them and put them away one by one!"

While muttering to herself, Dongfang Wan'er couldn't wait to begin her ransacking of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion.

Her actions at the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion were nothing short of the legendary swindler, no, even more ruthless. Anything that could be stored, even a tiny piece of rubble, would be taken into her storage space without hesitation once it entered her sight.

Immediately afterwards, Dongfang Wan'er walked towards the storeroom of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion.

A heavy lock hung on the warehouse door, seemingly guarding the last line of defense.

However, how could this mere lock possibly stump the clever and cunning Dongfang Wan'er? With a flick of her slender hand, a thin wire instantly appeared at her fingertips.

She leaned forward slightly, aligned the wire with the lock, and with her nimble fingers, she gently manipulated it a few times as if playing a musical instrument. With a crisp "click," the lock was easily opened.

"Sigh, why does this feel like I'm stealing from my own house?" Dongfang Wan'er stood alone in front of the warehouse door, muttering to herself.

Then, she playfully took out an enormous, incredibly bright flashlight from her spatial storage.

In an instant, the bright beam of the flashlight pierced straight into the depths of the warehouse like a sharp sword, clearly illuminating everything inside.

In that spacious and secluded warehouse, there were all kinds of boxes, some small and exquisite, others large and heavy, as if silently telling the story of the years.

On a wooden shelf to the side, neat rows of calligraphy and paintings are arranged. The yellowed paper and the brushstrokes, some vigorous and powerful and others elegant and graceful, complement each other, highlighting the rich cultural heritage and artistic value.

In the corner, the antiques exuded an ancient and mysterious aura. The various porcelain pieces, the exquisitely carved jade artifacts, and the bronzes with their rusty marks yet undeniable historical weight were all rare treasures.

Then look at the dazzling gold and silver jewelry. The brilliance of the gold, the elegance of the silver, the roundness of the pearls, and the brilliance of the gemstones complement each other, making people dazzled.

Dongfang Wan'er stepped into the storeroom, looked around, and couldn't help but gasp: "Good heavens, are they not taking any of this stuff with them?"

She thought to herself how free-spirited and unrestrained her maternal grandparents were, leaving whenever they wanted without any hesitation.

Fortunately, I had the time to come today; otherwise, these precious items would have been left to gather dust here for a long time.

With that thought in mind, Dongfang Wan'er no longer hesitated and immediately took action.

Her eyes gleamed with determination and excitement as she swiftly took action. Her slender hands moved incessantly among the various treasures, selecting and organizing the items in the storeroom one by one, before looting everything. In no time, the once full storeroom appeared somewhat empty and desolate.

After tidying up the storeroom, Dongfang Wan'er went straight to her second aunt's shop without stopping.

The shop was located on a bustling street in the capital, where people came and went in a lively atmosphere.

Dongfang Wan'er stepped into the shop, her eyes sharp as she quickly scanned everything inside. Anything that could be taken away and was of value was ruthlessly taken into her possession!

"Since you're planning to leave, you should go and inform the Third Prince!"

Dongfang Wan'er pondered to herself, her steps never faltering.

She moved nimbly and quickly arrived outside the Third Prince's residence.

Looking up at the tall, imposing wall, Dongfang Wan'er's lips curled into a confident smile. Then, she took a few steps back, ran, and leaped; with a few nimble movements, she easily vaulted over into the Third Prince's residence.

She had just jumped off the wall and hadn't even regained her footing when a voice sounded softly behind her: "I've been waiting for you for a long time, Miss Dongfang!"

The voice was clear and magnetic; it belonged to the Third Prince, Ye Jinghao.

Dongfang Wan'er was startled and subconsciously touched the black mask on her face. The mask was still stuck to her face tightly. How did he discover her true identity?

Dongfang Wan'er was full of doubts. Seeing that the other party had already recognized her, she no longer intended to continue wearing the mask and pretending to be mysterious. She casually pulled off the black mask from her face, revealing her exquisite and beautiful face!

"Ha, Third Prince, you're quite capable! You recognized me right away!"

Dongfang Wan'er moved gracefully toward the Third Prince, arms crossed, looking nonchalant and indifferent!

"Miss Dongfang, you are quite interesting!"

When the Third Prince Ye Jinghao saw Dongfang Wan'er walking towards him without any fear, the terrifying scene of his previous poisoning flashed through his mind. The pain and fear seemed to still linger in every corner of his body.

He was startled and instinctively took a few steps back, raising his hands in a defensive gesture, his eyes revealing a hint of vigilance and wariness.

"Oh, Third Prince, why are you backing away? I have something to discuss with you this time!"

Dongfang Wan'er keenly noticed the Third Prince's movements and chuckled softly, her laughter carrying a hint of teasing and mockery.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Miss Dongfang!"

The Third Prince Ye Jinghao silently complained in his heart, "Isn't this just because I'm afraid you'll get upset and use the same old trick of poisoning me again?"

However, he still maintained a polite and humble smile on his face.

"Miss Dongfang, this way please, let's talk inside!"

As he spoke, Ye Jinghao turned slightly to the side and made a gesture of invitation, his movements elegant and natural.

"okay!"

Dongfang Wan'er didn't stand on ceremony and walked confidently in the direction the Third Prince pointed.

She followed behind the Third Prince, casually surveying the scenery within the mansion, while secretly pondering how to speak with him later.

"Miss Dongfang, you must have come here about the Ninth Imperial Uncle!"

Upon arriving at the room, the Third Prince Ye Jinghao didn't beat around the bush and directly stated Dongfang Wan'er's purpose.

His deep eyes were fixed on Dongfang Wan'er, trying to glean more information from her expression.

Dongfang Wan'er nodded slightly; now was indeed not the time to keep people in suspense.

"Hmm, the dog emperor is actually starting to exterminate them! He's really in a hurry!"

Her brows furrowed, and a hint of anger and disdain flashed in her eyes as she spoke coldly.

"Ha, from what I understand, this matter is inextricably linked to the Crown Prince!"