
His Majesty's Palm Medicine
by Writeriz6e70
About This Novel
Before the scent of medicine dissipated on the bluestone road, Su Wanzhao, a folk medicine boy, was dragged back to the Su family who abandoned her by a piece of paper. As soon as the master closed his eyes, his sister's sedan chair was about to be carried into the East Palace, and she, the forgotten concubine, became a pawn in the marriage. The frail prince Shen Zhaoheng has been ill for ten years, and there is always a lingering smell of medicine in his throat. Everyone says that he is a useless prince who cannot be helped, but they don't know that there is a surging conspiracy in his eyes. When the silver needle fell on his wrist, when the medicine soup warmed in her palm, the chronic poisonous entanglement for ten years actually became the knot of their fate. From the shock at every step in the East Palace to the bloody storm in the court, she used medical skills as a shield, and he used machinations as a blade. In the end, they shared the mountains and rivers together, letting the smoke of Daqi be filled with the fragrance of medicine and the warmth of a prosperous age.
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