She is a Divine Physician and the young mistress of the greatest sword manor under heaven. She also has another identity, yet she is completely unaware of her many roles.
She possesses beauty capable of bringing a kingdom to its knees and talent that astonishes the world, but she forsakes her carefree nature and becomes entangled in the imperial palace's political struggles for love.
In the depths of the palace, she encounters, one after another, the gentle and refined Crown Prince, the stern and taciturn Second Prince, and the easygoing, carefree Third Prince.
These men of the imperial family love her in different ways. Unbeknownst to her, they also change her fate: some may help her succeed, while others may destroy her...
Dressed in a phoenix robe, her eyes are hollow, as if her soul has left her. She tears off her phoenix crown and strips away the robe. Her face is pale as paper, sharply contrasting with her crimson lips, making her seem like a ghost...
She gazes coldly at the person seated on the dragon throne and says in a completely emotionless voice, "I have already lost everything I could lose. What else do you intend to use to threaten me?"
This novel updates twice a day. Even if my confidence is crushed, I will never abandon it or stop updating. I guarantee it! Please, dear readers, click that favorite button with your lovely hands. You Ling, the heroine, and her followers kneel in thanks...
(Liu Ruoxian: You Ling, you kneel. We'll thank them. You Ling: ...)
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