The Sickly Regent Prince Who Was Abandoned as a Substitute Bride

Chapter 170 Dongfang Wan'er was almost strangled to death by Ye Jiuchen.

Just then, a dark figure flashed behind Dongfang Wan'er like a ghost; it was An Ye who had arrived just in time. He warned with a grave expression, "Your Highness, be careful!"

Seeing Ye Jiuchen's seemingly deranged state, Dongfang Wan'er was filled with doubt and worry!

"What exactly happened to Ye Jiuchen? And who was that man he was fighting so fiercely with? Why did he turn out like this... Could it be that he has gone mad from his cultivation?"

Countless questions flooded her mind, leaving Dongfang Wan'er feeling bewildered and at a loss.

However, before she could figure out the reason, An Ye lowered his voice and explained, "Your Highness, that person is a princess of Chu, but to be precise, he should be called the Crown Prince of Chu—Chu Lian!"

Upon hearing this name, Dongfang Wan'er couldn't help but gasp!

"Dark Night, what are you daydreaming about? Didn't you hear what I just said? Have you completed the task I assigned you? Has the Jing Kingdom's army arrived yet? Immediately, bring Ye Jingchu to me, and bring that Ye Erxiao with you as well! I will make them pay for their crimes in blood and avenge my Wan'er!"

Ye Jiuchen's eyes widened in anger, and after gritting his teeth and roaring these words, he pounced on Chu Lian again like a whirlwind, and at the same time unhesitatingly used his most fierce and ruthless killing move!

"Oh my god, here we go again! Ye Jiuchen, Your Highness, please have mercy and spare my life!" Chu Lian was already panting heavily and exhausted, barely managing to dodge Ye Jiuchen's fatal blow.

"Master, the princess is alive and well! Look, the princess has come to see you!"

Dark Night was utterly bewildered, completely unable to understand why her master had fallen into such a frenzied state, mistakenly believing that the Princess had passed away. The Princess was clearly standing right there, perfectly fine!

Dongfang Wan'er's heart jolted. She knew that Ye Jiuchen harbored a demon in his heart, and that demon was none other than Ye Jiuchen himself in his past life! She took a deep breath and strode forward.

"Ye Jiuchen, open your eyes and look carefully, who am I? I am Dongfang Wan'er!" Dongfang Wan'er shouted loudly as she reached out to try to grab Ye Jiuchen's waving arm.

"Wan'er?"

Ye Jiuchen abruptly stopped torturing Chu Lian, and the force that had been mercilessly lashing Chu Lian vanished instantly.

At this moment, Chu Lian was already on the verge of death. His body was covered in wounds, and his breath was so weak that it seemed he would stop breathing at any moment. He was exhaling more than he was inhaling.

"Dark Night, give this to him. This is a miraculous medicine that can keep him alive!"

As Dongfang Wan'er spoke, she tossed a pill to An Ye. An Ye caught the pill with lightning speed and stuffed it into Chu Lian's mouth without hesitation.

Ye Jiuchen's gaze remained fixed on Dongfang Wan'er, his eyes filled with disbelief and ecstatic joy.

"Wan'er, is it really you? Your spirit has come to find me... Don't worry, I will never let anyone who dares to harm you get away with it! I will lead my army to crush that dynasty and make them pay a terrible price!"

Overwhelmed with excitement, Ye Jiuchen stepped forward and embraced Dongfang Wan'er tightly. At the same time, the hideous and terrifying lines on his face began to slowly fade away.

"Ye Jiuchen, feel it carefully. I'm not some ethereal soul. My body is warm, while a soul can't be touched!"

Dongfang Wan'er gently took Ye Jiuchen's hand and then tenderly placed it on her cheek.

As Ye Jiuchen felt his hand touch Dongfang Wan'er's warm face, his eyes brightened, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"Wan'er, you're really back!" Ye Jiuchen said, his voice trembling.

Dongfang Wan'er smiled and nodded, her eyes filled with love.

"I've been searching for a way to get back to you, and now it's finally happened," Dongfang Wan'er said softly. To bring Ye Jiuchen back to his senses, Dongfang Wan'er could only say this!

Ye Jiuchen held Dongfang Wan'er tightly, afraid that she would leave again.

"I will never let you get hurt again," Ye Jiuchen promised.

At this moment, Chu Lian gradually regained some consciousness. He opened his eyes with difficulty and saw the scene before him.

She then fainted again!

"My head hurts so much, Wan'er! I feel like there's another soul lurking inside me!"

In his past life, Ye Jiuchen clutched his head tightly, his face showing an expression of unbearable pain.

His mind was filled with strange yet familiar images, which made him feel extremely confused and afraid.

Suddenly, Ye Jiuchen seemed to remember something important. His eyes widened abruptly, turning blood red and revealing a chillingly fierce light.

"No, that's not right! You're definitely not Wan'er. Who are you? Why are you impersonating her to deceive me?"

Ye Jiuchen roared, his voice filled with anger and suspicion. At the same time, his once gentle hands gripped Dongfang Wan'er's slender neck tightly.

Dongfang Wan'er was completely stunned by this sudden turn of events. She never imagined that Ye Jiuchen, who usually took such good care of her, would become so crazy and out of control.

"Cough cough... Let go... Ye Jiuchen..." Dongfang Wan'er managed to utter a weak sound, trying to break free from Ye Jiuchen's restraints, but to no avail.

Her feet slowly left the ground, her body struggled and twisted in the air, her face grew paler and paler due to lack of oxygen, and her breathing became increasingly rapid and difficult.

Seeing this, the maidservant, who was standing nearby, was extremely anxious and rushed forward to try to pry Ye Jiuchen's hands off.

However, no matter how hard she tried, Ye Jiuchen's fingers were firmly gripping Dongfang Wan'er's neck like iron clamps, without wavering in the slightest.

"Master, please let go! If this continues, you really will strangle the Princess!" An Yeye pleaded desperately.

But Ye Jiuchen had already fallen into a state of madness and was completely deaf to any advice.

At this moment, Qiuqin also rushed over. When she saw the scene in front of her, she was so frightened that her face turned pale.

She threw herself at Ye Jiuchen, frantically pounding on his arm and shouting, "Young Master, wake up! You can't hurt the Princess!"

But her efforts were in vain; Ye Jiuchen remained immersed in his own world, unable to extricate himself.

As time passed, Dongfang Wan'er's consciousness gradually blurred, and her eyes began to glaze over.

She knew that if she didn't take action soon, she might lose her life...

Am I going to die here? I haven't avenged my blood feud yet! How can I die so easily at the hands of Ye Jiuchen? Absolutely not! I cannot die like this!

Dongfang Wan'er suddenly opened her tightly closed eyes, her eyes flashing with determination and resolve.

She swiftly reached into the space, took out several gleaming silver needles, and without hesitation stabbed them into her palm.

In an instant, a sharp pain struck, but she gritted her teeth and endured it, inserting the silver needle in her hand directly into Ye Jiuchen's sleeping acupoint.

In the blink of an eye, after Ye Jiuchen was hit, the large hand that had been tightly gripping Dongfang Wan'er's throat suddenly loosened.

Freed from her restraints, Dongfang Wan'er plummeted to the ground like a kite with a broken string, making a dull thud. Ye Jiuchen was not spared either, losing his balance and falling backward.

"Miss!" With a cry of alarm, Qiuqin rushed forward anxiously and caught the swaying Dongfang Wan'er.

At the same time, Dark Night reacted extremely quickly, rushing over like lightning and catching Ye Jiuchen before he fell to the ground.

Qiuqin first examined Dongfang Wan'er in her arms with concern, then turned her gaze to An Ye beside her. She made an important decision in her heart: she must learn martial arts. Only in this way can she better protect her young lady and prevent situations like today from happening again where her young lady was injured or even fell to the ground.

"Miss, how are you feeling? Are you injured anywhere?"

Qiuqin looked at Dongfang Wan'er with a worried expression. When she saw the shocking red swelling on the other's neck and the many abrasions all over her body, she couldn't help but feel heartbroken. She reached out her trembling fingers and gently touched the wounds.