The Sickly Regent Prince Who Was Abandoned as a Substitute Bride

Chapter 208 The Tiger of the Eight Trigrams

Tiger felt a little guilty. The prince was away and had gone to kill Ye Jingchu. He had heard rumors that Wan'er used to have feelings for Ye Jingchu. He wondered if Wan'er would be angry if she found out.

His eyes darted away, avoiding direct eye contact with Dongfang Wan'er. Fine beads of sweat even appeared on his forehead, and his hands trembled slightly involuntarily, as if he were hiding a huge secret, afraid that Dongfang Wan'er would see through it.

Dongfang Wan'er noticed Hu Zi's evasive gaze and felt increasingly uneasy. "Hu Zi, are you hiding something from me?"

She frowned slightly, her gaze fixed on Hu Zi, a hint of scrutiny in her eyes.

"No, no..." Tiger hurriedly waved his hand, his eyes darting around, looking at the flower bushes on the left and the rockery on the right, but he dared not meet Dongfang Wan'er's gaze.

His heart was pounding, he felt like he had a rabbit in his arms, and his panicked state became increasingly obvious.

"Tiger, you're really bad at lying. Fine, if you don't want to talk about it, then forget it. I'll go check on Qiuqin first! Which room is she in? Lead the way!"

Dongfang Wan'er shook her head helplessly. Although she was full of doubts, she was more worried about Qiuqin's injuries. She lifted her skirt and prepared to follow Hu Zi.

"Okay..." Tiger replied, running ahead to lead the way for Dongfang Wan'er as if he had been granted a pardon.

He would glance back at Dongfang Wan'er every now and then, his eyes filled with complex emotions. Then he would look back at Dongfang Wan'er again, his steps somewhat hurried, looking like a child who had done something wrong and was afraid of being discovered by adults.

"Tiger, just say what you have to say..." Dongfang Wan'er couldn't stand Tiger's sneaky behavior any longer, and her tone was impatient.

She quickened her pace, almost jogging to catch up with Hu Zi, her brows furrowing even more, her doubts growing ever stronger.

"Then I'll tell you, but please don't get angry!" Tiger stopped and looked at Dongfang Wan'er cautiously, his eyes full of probing. His lips trembled slightly, and he swallowed, as if trying to muster his courage.

Dongfang Wan'er patiently nodded, "Go ahead and speak." She crossed her arms, looked directly at Hu Zi, and her eyes revealed an undeniable authority.

"Didn't you notice that the Prince isn't in the manor?" Hu Zi asked tentatively, his eyes fixed on Dongfang Wan'er with a hint of tension and anticipation in them, hoping to glean some clues from her expression.

"I found out! Didn't he go to kill Ye Jingchu? Didn't you know?" Dongfang Wan'er asked back, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes. She really didn't understand why Hu Zi was so conflicted about this matter and was behaving so strangely.

"Ah! You know, if you're not angry, the Prince will go and kill Ye Jingchu!" Hu Zi exclaimed in surprise, his mouth agape and his eyes wide like copper bells.

He had thought that Dongfang Wan'er would be completely unaware of this, or at least show some surprise or anger, but he did not expect her to be so calm.

Dongfang Wan'er was speechless. "Why should I be angry..." She raised an eyebrow slightly, feeling increasingly puzzled by Hu Zi's behavior.

She really couldn't understand why Hu Zi thought she would be angry because the prince went to kill Ye Jingchu; there seemed to be some misunderstanding.

"Didn't you used to like Ye Jingchu...?" Hu Zi scratched his head and said in a low voice. His voice was very low, as if he was afraid of being overheard by the people around him. There was still a little worry in his eyes as he looked at Dongfang Wan'er's expression, trying to find some clues.

"Tiger, where did you hear this gossip from? Focus on practicing martial arts!" Dongfang Wan'er rolled her eyes at him, her tone carrying a hint of reproach.

She was both amused and exasperated; she hadn't expected Tiger to be so affected by such nonsense, and to act so flustered.

At this moment, they arrived at Qiuqin's room, and Dongfang Wan'er didn't want to continue talking to Huzi.

Qiuqin's room was brightly lit, and many maids stood at the door!

Dongfang Wan'er walked straight into the room and saw Qiuqin lying on the bed with a pale face and bloodless lips, like a flower that had been hit by frost in winter.

She hurried forward, her eyes filled with heartache, and carefully examined Qiuqin's wound. The wound was shocking; the surrounding skin was red and swollen, and the blood had dried, but the severity of the injury was still evident.

Dongfang Wan'er frowned deeply, a hint of anger flashing in her eyes.

"It must have been Ye Jingchu!" Dongfang Wan'er said through gritted teeth, her voice filled with icy hatred. Looking at Qiu Qin, she felt a pang of heartache. She had originally intended to torture him slowly, but now she decided to just kill Ye Jingchu directly!

Her hands clenched unconsciously, her nails digging deep into her palms, but she felt no pain as she plotted revenge for Qiuqin.

"Don't worry, girl, Qiuqin is out of danger..." At this moment, the voice of Doctor Dan came out. Doctor Dan slowly walked out from behind the screen. He was wearing a plain robe, his hair was white but he was in good spirits.

He held a medicine box in his hand and looked at Qiuqin on the bed with gentle eyes.

"Dr. Dan, thank you so much for your help!" Dongfang Wan'er said, her beautiful eyes shining with sincere gratitude.

She gave a slight bow, performing a perfect greeting to the divine physician. Her movements were light and elegant, exuding the grace of a lady from a distinguished family!

"However, although Qiuqin's injuries are not life-threatening for the time being, we must not let our guard down. We will have to trouble you to take good care of her in the follow-up treatment," Dongfang Wan'er said with a slight frown and a worried expression.

"Haha, Miss Wan'er, you're too kind."

The divine physician stroked his white beard and said solemnly, "This girl Qiuqin is incredibly lucky. She just needs to recuperate properly. Do you know that Xiao Jiuzi gave Qiuqin all the spiritual spring water that his mother left behind to save her life?"

"Spiritual Spring Water?" Dongfang Wan'er's eyes widened instantly, and she looked at the Divine Doctor Dan with a face full of astonishment.

“Yes, this spiritual spring water is truly a miraculous treasure. It is said that even if a person is on their last breath, as long as they drink this spiritual spring water, they can be brought back to life…” A hint of awe was revealed in the eyes of the divine physician Dan.

"Such a precious thing, Ye Jiuchen..." Dongfang Wan'er was truly shocked. She never expected that Ye Jiuchen would be willing to take out such precious spiritual spring water to save Qiuqin.

"Things are ultimately inanimate, but people are alive. Wan'er, don't overthink it. This spiritual spring water is meant to save lives. Besides, Xiao Jiuzi said that Qiuqin is yours, and in his heart, Qiuqin is much more important than the spiritual spring water!" Doctor Dan patted Dongfang Wan'er's shoulder and said earnestly.

Upon hearing these words, Dongfang Wan'er felt a surge of warmth in her heart, and her eyes welled up with tears.

She really didn't expect that Ye Jiuchen would go to such lengths for Qiuqin because of his own reasons.

"Then... is there any spiritual spring water left?" Dongfang Wan'er seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and a hint of expectation flashed in her eyes.

Her laboratory contains high-tech products from the 5th and 6th centuries. With just a little bit of spiritual spring water and her advanced equipment, she is confident that she can replicate them.

"That's all. Look, it's just a tiny bottle, and there's only one drop inside." Doctor Dan said, carefully taking out an exquisite porcelain bottle from his bosom.

"Can I have the bottle?" Dongfang Wan'er stared intently at the porcelain bottle, as if it were a priceless treasure.

She knew that any bottle that had contained the spiritual spring water would have some cells remaining inside, and with her abilities, she might be able to study the secrets of the spiritual spring water.

If this research is successful, wouldn't that be like having another way to save our lives?

"This was originally left to Xiao Jiuzi by his mother. Since you need it, here you go!" Doctor Dan generously handed the porcelain bottle to Dongfang Wan'er.

Dongfang Wan'er happily accepted the porcelain bottle, her eagerness as if she couldn't wait to sprout wings and fly to the laboratory to begin her research.

However, she suppressed the urge. Ye Jiuchen hadn't returned yet; she needed to confirm his safety first. She could investigate further once he was safely back.

“Wan’er, you can give Qiuqin acupuncture. I just used golden needles to protect Qiuqin’s heart meridian, and the wounds have been treated. However, without your magical bottles and jars, it feels like something is missing…” Doctor Dan looked at Qiuqin and said thoughtfully.