The Princes's Miraculous Physician

The cold steel of the dagger pressed against Sua’s throat, a sharp contrast to the unnatural, searing heat radiating from the man’s massive frame.​She could feel the erratic, violent thumping of his heart against her back. His breathing was a ragged rasp, hot against her neck. The metallic tang of fresh blood hung heavy in the damp air, but underneath it was something else, a dark, suffocating aura of a predator struggling against its own decaying restraints.​He didn't move to grope her. Instead, his face buried into the crook of her neck, his nose grazing her skin as he inhaled sharply. He was shivering, his muscles locked in a brutal war against whatever was coursing through his veins.​Poison, Sua’s mind clicked instantly, her past-life instincts flaring to life. A volatile neurotoxin. It’s boiling his blood, demanding a release through violence or sheer physical consumption. His lips brushed against her pulse point. It wasn't a kiss; it was the desperate, feverish graze of a star

Sua’s hand lingered on her neck, her heart hammering a frantic rhythm. The skin beneath her fingertips pulsed with a strange, foreign heat. She stared intently at the man sitting before her. This wasn't just any man. This was Prince Rai Yuan, the terrifying "Bloodthirsty Man" of the Shewu Empire.​He was the shield of the East, the ruthless commander who spent his life holding back the iron-clad chariots of the Rongewu Empire to the north, and rooting out the venomous Hei Clan spies from the southeast. He had survived the Black Forest of Wengi, a cursed land where fire tigers scorched the morning fog with their breath, and shadow birds flew without ever casting a silhouette.​And now, this apex predator had just claimed her.​"What is the meaning of this, Your Highness?" Sua demanded, her voice trembling slightly but laced with defiance.​Rai leaned back against a mossy tree trunk, his dark eyes locking onto hers. "It beats with my heart," he murmured, his voice a low, dangerous rumbl

The words struck the courtyard like an executioner’s axe. A suffocating, absolute silence instantly gripped the estate. The servants who had been enthusiastically whispering a moment ago dropped to their knees, pressing their foreheads against the cold stone, their shoulders shaking in sheer terror.​Liu Chang staggered back a half-step. His elegant folding fan snapped shut with a sharp clack. The smug, venomous triumph in his eyes instantly dissolved into naked, undeniable dread. Beside him, Cai Ji forgot to keep up her weeping act. Her face turned a sickly, ashen gray as she stared at the silver embroidery, recognizing the lethal implications.​Sua didn’t miss a single flinch. She stood taller, the heavy, dark silk of Rai Yuan's robe suddenly feeling less like a garment and more like an impenetrable suit of armor.​Sentence me now, if you dare, Sua sneered internally, her icy gaze locking onto her father.​Han Feng, the Prime Minister, did not gasp. He didn't lose his composure. But

​Heavy, frantic footsteps hammered against the wooden floorboards of the corridor. The heavy double doors of the pavilion were shoved open with a violent thud.​Han Feng strode into the room. The Prime Minister did not run, nor did he look panicked, but the icy, suffocating aura radiating from his tall frame made the trailing guards hold their breath. His sharp, unreadable eyes immediately locked onto the bed.​Sua lay perfectly still beneath the silk covers. Her skin was a ghastly, translucent white, her lips tinged with a sickly blue. A thin line of dark blood stained the corner of her mouth, and her breathing was a shallow, agonizing rattle.​"Father..." Sua rasped, forcing her voice to tremble just enough. "It... burns..."​Han Feng’s expression remained carved from stone, but for a fraction of a second, the muscle in his jaw twitched. "Examine her," he ordered, his voice dangerously low.

​"Right on time?" Bae Ya echoed, her voice trembling as she struggled to catch her breath. "Miss, they took Madam Su to the main hall! And after that, she was dragged away and locked in the western pavilion!"​Sua gripped the silk sheets tightly, her eyes narrowing into cold slits. "That makes no sense. Mother hasn't left her room for months. She doesn't even walk the gardens without an escort."​"Miss..." Bae Ya swallowed hard, her panic giving way to a dreadful realization. "What if the Prime Minister planned this from the beginning? He knows everyone considers Madam Su to be insane. Now he's using it to get rid of her."​Sua closed her eyes, letting the cold reality settle over her until her breathing steadied. "I knew Father never truly cared for Mother. But this... he has gone too far."​She thought about the poison. The investigation had simply vanished. No further detentions. Even the head maid, the confessed