Reborn as the Marquis's Daughter: The Physician Princess

In her previous life, she was a doctor from a merchant family. She caught an epidemic and died while trying to save the man she loved. When she opened her eyes again, she had become the legitimate daughter of a marquis's family. After she died, the man who had clung to her and refused to let go set himself on fire, determined to die with her. He was burned beyond recognition but survived by a thread. Every night, the poison of the flames took hold, leaving him worse than dead. Given a second life, how could she let down his deep devotion again? In her previous life, she was a gifted healer. In this life, she would use her healing hands to rid him of his afflictions. The fire poison could be cured, but the knot in his heart would be harder to untie. She was no longer a lowborn doctor from a merchant family, but a noblewoman of the marquis's household, his equal in status. And he was no longer the personal guard of a merchant's daughter. He had become Prince Changping, the most honored man in Great Qi. But the fire had destroyed his handsome face, turning him into the “demon prince” everyone feared. She did not fear the world's strange looks or mockery. She swore to use Yun Yuehua's identity to soothe the pain Lu Youran had left in his heart. He was cold and volatile, feared by everyone. She alone approached him with a smile and held him close, using her warmth to heal his battered heart. An imperial decree of marriage arrived. The beautiful legitimate daughter of the Marquis of Dingguo was to marry the “demon prince.” The match became a favorite topic of gossip over tea. On their wedding night, she waited a long time but never saw him. At last, she found him dead drunk in his study. A painting on the desk depicted a woman as lovely and secluded as an orchid in a valley, rendered with the painter's deep affection. Wearing a mask and senseless with drink, he murmured a woman's name. “Youran...” She sighed silently and helped him back to their bridal chamber. When he sobered up and saw her lying beside him, he flew into a rage, then fled in disarray. Scene One Late at night, inside the prince's residence. Veiled woman: “A Yan, take your medicine obediently, and you'll be able to see me.” Prince Changping, his face burned beyond recognition, opened bloodshot eyes. “Who are you?” Veiled woman: “I'm Youran.” His Adam's apple bobbed as Prince Changping swallowed the pill. “Youran...” Scene Two The morning after their wedding night, when he awoke from his drunken stupor. Prince Changping roared, “Who let you touch me?” Yun Yuehua: “We're married.” Prince Changping shouted, “Youran is the only woman I'll ever marry.” Yun Yuehua: “We're married.” Watching his lonely figure flee, she wanted to speak, but stopped herself. Scene Three She was injured, and he carried her to find a doctor, his cold eyes hiding his helplessness. Xiao Ziqing: “Why... why go to such lengths?” Yun Yuehua: “A Yan, don't be afraid. It's only a flesh wound.” Xiao Ziqing: “You...” Yun Yuehua: “It's me, A Yan.” As if struck by a spell that froze him in place, he stood motionless, staring at her without blinking. Leaning against his chest, she reminded him, “A Yan, I'm hurt.” He snapped out of it and carried her off at a run.