Heaven-Defying Poison Doctor: After Marrying My Archenemy, I Took the Martial World by Storm

The gates of Medicine King Valley, closed for a century, are draped in blood-red silk today, with lanterns hung high.

The morning mist has yet to lift, and wedding music echoes through the valley.

Su Qingyi sits upright inside the bridal sedan, her fingertips trembling slightly. It is not fear, but a quiver of joy so intense she can barely contain it.

She looks down at her blazing red wedding dress. Shen Yifeng chose it himself, saying she looked like a red lotus blooming atop a snowy peak, cool and dazzling.

Pearls from her phoenix crown dangle over her brow, reflecting her shy, smiling eyes.

She is the sole heir of Medicine King Valley. Treasured by its seven elders since childhood, she was taught the secrets of the True Medicine King Canon. She can identify a hundred herbs, revive the dead, and restore flesh to bare bones.

Now she is to marry Shen Yifeng, young master of Qingyun Manor, the foremost martial family in the land. Their union of medicine and martial arts is celebrated throughout the realm.

She once believed this was the perfect life fate had granted her: healing and saving others, and joining hands with the one she loved to protect the people's well-being.

Hidden in her sleeve is a yellowed ancient manuscript, the final surviving volume of the True Medicine King Canon.

According to the valley's rules, the book may only be given to her husband on their wedding day. It symbolizes the passing down of the healing arts and means she is willing to entrust him with everything she has learned in her life.