I was the sickest prince in the Dajing Dynasty. The imperial doctor declared that I would not live to be twenty years old. I coughed up blood and took medicine. They pitied me, mocked me, and waited for me to die. No one knows that that mouthful of blood was a carefully calculated dose, and my goal in life was to make them pay for their debts with blood.
Until she showed up.
She pinched my wrist, her fingertips were cold, but she penetrated my eighteen-year disguise with one sentence:
"Your Highness, your pulse... Is stronger than that of an ox."
I smiled and put the poisoned wine to her lips: "If you know too much, you will die."
But she inserted a needle into my acupuncture point with her backhand, and her smile was more dangerous than mine:
"I can make you really sick, and I can also save your life. Will you cooperate, Your Highness?"
From then on, this stagnant East Palace became undercurrent.
I encountered ostracism, assassination, and poisoning along the way, but she was always by my side, using her superb medical skills to break all dead ends.
Under the dragon robe, I held her hand and pointed to the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers: "I once hated this cage, but when I met you, it became a prosperous age worth protecting. This world is my betrothal gift for you, and you, want to accompany me - sit in the world."
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