Zhan Xiye

In her previous life, she was the esteemed princess destined to be worshipped by everyone. However, she ultimately burns herself to death when she is betrayed on the eve of her wedding day!
She is reborn into a declining aristocratic family as a loser and forgotten daughter. While she leads a life full of bullying and suffering, the ones who had hurt her before are already enjoying the glory of the world at the top!
Once reborn, the phoenix dances to the nine heavens, taming magical beasts, strengthening her force, and dictating life and death of gods and humans as the master healer. To those who betrayed and humiliated her, she swears a hundred-fold return on them for the torture she suffered!
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His Highness, Prince Li, is frail and gentle. As the Night King who holds the world in his hands, he gives everything up for the sake of one person. To his only love, he promises her a life with eternal peace and joy.
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She thinks her journey would be filled with blood and tears, but she doesn’t know that what awaits her is a long-premeditated lifetime of love and prosperity!
One little drama along the way…
At first, everyone advised, “Your Highness, the forgotten daughter of the Chu family is unworthy of you!”
Later, everyone mocked, “The frail Prince will never be a worthy match to the Princess destined for greatness!”
In the end, everyone sighed sorrowfully, “Why? Is she really worth it?”
He simply smiled. “I will follow her even if she is in the clouds; if she turns into dust, I will follow suit, too. For her, nothing was bitter in our previous lives; our remaining years will be full of sweetness.

The Marriage of an Esteemed Supreme Healer, a Noble Ruler

His voice was as cold and low as ever, with a hint of hoarseness.

After being stunned for a long time, Xiao Ba opened her mouth and finally found her voice. She asked softly, "Yan Qing, are you… chasing me?"

Yan Qing replied, "No, it's a marriage proposal."

She really didn't expect to hear such words from Yan Qing after all this trouble.

She looked down at her hand. The sword was lying quietly in her palm.

Yan Qing had never taken this sword with him, but now, he handed it to her and said that his life and death were up to her.

Yan Qing's gaze landed on her, and it also seemed to be burning hot.

Her fingers curled up. In the deepest part of her heart, a small hole seemed to have been opened. More and more joy surged out and gradually filled her chest.

Side Story 34: Hug Me