I Picked Up a Cold, Handsome Miracle Doctor as My Wife

Kindhearted, loyal puppy-like heir apparent Gong vs. aloof, proud divine physician Shou

Gu Xichuan vs. Xiang Huaishu

Gu Xichuan had been the heir to the Prince of Anyang's title for twenty years, yet he was no good at either scholarship or martial arts. Instead, he had picked up all the habits of a spoiled young aristocrat and spent every day drinking and carousing.

With his status as heir and the affection of his older brother, the Crown Prince, he lived an exceptionally comfortable life in the capital.

Even that wonderful life bored him, so he decided to visit the northern frontier to see the snow and have some fun.

Little did he know that this trip would nearly cost him his life.

Fortunately, a reclusive divine physician saved him.

As the saying goes, those who survive a great disaster will surely have good fortune ahead.

The young lord decided that the little divine physician was his good fortune.

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Word spread throughout the capital that the young lord had returned from his trip with an extraordinarily beautiful man, and had not stepped out of his room for half a month.

Everyone was curious about what this handsome man looked like to have so thoroughly captivated the young lord.

The most curious of all were the old drinking buddies who had used to spend time with him.

At last, the young lord came out to meet them again.

One of his friends teased him, "Well, well, isn't this the young lord? What made you willing to come out today? Aren't you going to keep your little beauty company?"

Another friend quickly chimed in, "If you go out to have fun, won't your little beauty get angry and make a fuss?"

Gu Xichuan immediately retorted, "He's just a male concubine. I can do whatever I want with him. It's not his place to tell me what to do."

Those words soon reached the divine physician's ears.

Gu Xichuan stood outside the room, knocking on the door. "Darling, I was wrong. I was just saying whatever came to mind. Open the door and let me in."

Xiang Huaishu said, "I'm only a commoner. I'm not worthy of the young lord."

Gu Xichuan was close to tears. Since the divine physician would not open the door, he could only wait until the middle of the night, sneak over in the dark, and climb in through the window...

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The second year of Guangyuan was the year Pei Yiran was at the height of his success. He went from being a low-ranking official demoted to guard the imperial mausoleum to becoming the Crown Prince's Junior Tutor.

The current Crown Prince, Xue Yang, had lost his mother, Consort, at an early age and was not favored by the emperor. Fortunately, Pei Yiran protected him every step of the way, allowing him to grow up safe and sound.

Perhaps it was fate. The eight princes fought over the throne until all sides suffered, and none of them managed to become Crown Prince. Instead, the position fell to Xue Yang, the country bumpkin who had never been involved in court politics.

Xue Yang returned to the capital and moved into the Eastern Palace. Pei Yiran stayed by his side. He could not stop worrying about the child who had been with him since childhood, nor could he let go of the ambitious dreams he had never had the chance to fulfill.

He worked dutifully and tirelessly, finally staying the course until Xue Yang took the throne.

In the imperial study, Xue Yang sat upon the dragon throne, dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe.

"Brother Yiran, I will give you supreme power. Will you stand and fight at my side?"

Overcome with emotion, Pei Yiran answered without a second thought, "I am willing to defend Your Majesty with my life."

Pei Yiran thought, It's settled. The vacant position of chancellor is sure to be mine.

He was determined to accomplish great things and bring prosperity to the people of the realm.

He did not notice at all that the young emperor looked at him as though he wanted to devour him whole.

Thanks to his status as the emperor's benefactor, Pei Yiran enjoyed wealth and luxury in the imperial palace, yet the decree appointing him to office never came.

Then one day, he discovered Xue Yang in the study doing something indecent with a portrait of him. He stumbled away in a panic and blundered into a room.

In the middle of the room lay a strange garment. From its style and design, it was a phoenix robe that only an empress could wear, but it was clearly tailored to a man's size...

He retreated, trembling, and ran straight into a broad, solid shoulder.

A low, obsessive voice sounded beside his ear. "Do you like it, Brother?"

"You would look so beautiful wearing this phoenix robe..."

[Synopsis written on April 9]

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