The Divine Doctor and Poisonous Consort: The Prince's Beloved

The man sat up, clutching his head. Before he was even fully awake, he shouted, “Bring that woman here! My head is killing me.” Chi knelt beside the bed and answered in a trembling voice, “Master, the princess consort died at the bottom of a cliff two years ago. There was nothing left of her.” The man’s eyes flew wide. He scrambled out of bed and grabbed Chi by the shoulders, his expression almost crazed. “How could that be? Wasn’t she supposed to be immortal? Didn’t she know medicine? How could she have died? You’re lying to me, aren’t you?” Tears fell one by one as he muttered bitterly to himself, “That’s right... she’ll never come back. Hahahaha, that ugly woman is finally dead. She said she hoped I’d never know what it was like to regret anything. Hahaha... But I regret it now. Come back...” Chi choked back a sob. “Master...”