The Emperor Wants To Marry The Doctor Chapter 1: Rebirth
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Tianling Dynasty.
The ancestral hall of the royal family.
A thick stench of blood filled the gloomy main hall.
A woman was confined within the silver cage positioned at the hall's center.
She huddled on the ground, shivering uncontrollably. Her elaborate palace attire was soaked in blood, the hem shockingly vacant—her legs had been severed!
Footsteps echoed, and Shangguan Yue struggled to lift her head.
A face she recognized emerged in her vision.
Her heart pounded fiercely, for the arrival was none other than her betrothed, the man she was destined to marry—Jiang Yucheng!
“Shangguan Yue, how does it feel to lose your force and turn into a cripple?”
Shangguan Yue stared at him in shock. “It was you!”
Jiang Yucheng smirked. “How does the snow tea I brewed for you over the last three years taste when mixed with mortalizing powder?”
Shangguan Yue stiffened, then let out a bitter laugh. She had believed their love was flawless, yet he had plotted against her from the beginning! Her features hardened gradually. “Jiang Yucheng, do you realize the penalty for slaying the princess?”
Jiang Yucheng grinned without replying, but a woman's voice rang out in the hall. “Sister, at this point, do you still see yourself as the lofty princess?”
Shangguan Yue jerked her head around, watching as a girl glided in gracefully. It was her most cherished sister—Shangguan Wan!
The usually soft and meek face now brimmed with smug arrogance!
“After a full day and night, you've bled nearly dry. Who's going to rescue you? Our ailing father, or your Thirteen Yue Guard stationed far at the borders?”
Shangguan Yue's heart chilled. “Father’s illness… it was you?!” They must have orchestrated the Thirteen Yue Guard's dispatch too!
Shangguan Wan batted her eyes and clutched her chest, then cast a flirtatious glance at Jiang Yucheng.
“Yucheng, sister's so intimidating. Wan’er is frightened.”
Jiang Yucheng chuckled while wrapping his arm around her waist. “Why fear her? She's just a cripple now. Using her blood to refine your Yuan meridian will skyrocket your talents. Soon, it will all belong to you!”
Shangguan Wan eyed her sister with burning envy. “Sister, you were blessed with a Tianjing Yuan meridian, named the destined princess. You always got the finest things! But why? Simply because your mother was the queen and mine a mere concubine?”
Her resentment fueled her desire to seize everything Shangguan Yue possessed. “Rest assured. From here on, the man you adore and your rightful throne—I’ll cherish them for you!”
Shangguan Yue felt a crushing weight on her chest, on the verge of bursting! The two she trusted deepest had turned against her!
As Shangguan Wan savored her sister's agonized look, it still fell short. “Oh yes, sister, for all your past care, I’ll ensure a proper send-off. Perhaps you’ll reunite with your mother and young brother who passed too soon,” she taunted.
The revelation hit like thunderclaps beside Shangguan Yue’s ears. Could the frozen lake tragedy that claimed her mother and brother have been no accident?
“Did you know that when seventh brother died, he was still calling your name…”
“Shangguan Wan!” Shangguan Yue roared.
Poisoning her father, betrayal, severing her legs, imprisoning her here—these sins were unforgivable! Yet she never imagined her beloved mother and brother had also fallen victim to them!
Her bloodshot glare fixed on the duo like a fiend from hell's abyss. Instantly, scarlet flames erupted through the hall. Shangguan Yue had triggered her Tianjing Yuan meridian's self-destruct!
A longan-sized fireball shot forth, aiming directly at Shangguan Wan’s dantian!
Shangguan Wan sensed her Yuan meridian ignite! She shrieked in terror. “My Yuan meridian!”
Though Jiang Yucheng dodged by a hair, half his right arm was hacked away!
“If I get a second chance at life… I’ll have my vengeance!” Shangguan Yue’s vow echoed like a deadly curse!
No one noticed the mysterious symbols flickering in the blood pool!
…
Year 1653 of the Tianling Dynasty. Princess Shangguan Yue perished from Qi deviation.
…
Pain!
Bone-deep agony!
It felt as if her flesh was torn and scorched!
A hazy voice drifted to her ears. “Heh heh, big brother, this girl may be scrawny like a stick, but her face is gorgeous. Isn’t it wasteful to just kill her outright?”
“Yeah! Big brother, she's the Chu family’s Big Missy no matter what. Playing with her must feel amazing!”
“Tch, what Big Missy? This trash without a Yuan meridian. The whole Chu family sees her as their disgrace!”
“Big brother, since Third Missy just wants her gone, we can burn the evidence after we're done? No way the Chu family comes searching.”
Fire?
Fire!
A piercing ache stabbed Shangguan Yue’s mind, and her eyes snapped open!
Beneath the glaring light, a lecherous man’s hand lunged toward her chest!
“You must be tired of living!” Shangguan Yue shouted, only to hear her voice utterly changed! It rasped like a parched throat, clearly that of a 12- or 13-year-old girl!
Without pause for thought, she seized the man’s wrist and snapped it viciously. Simultaneously, she lashed out with her leg!
“Ah!” A howl of anguish resounded through the woods!
Caught off guard, the man flew back, his hand twisted grotesquely—brutally fractured!
“Big brother!” His two companions froze in shock before rushing to support him. Staring at the girl, they reeled from his injury.
What happened?! Chu Liuyue was the Chu family’s notorious waste. She couldn’t fight worth a damn. That’s why they’d dragged her unconscious to this foggy forest so easily!
Yet now she’d snapped big brother’s hand!
“You little b*tch. How dare you strike Song Lian? You’re the one tired of living. Brothers, seize her!”
“Yes!” Baffled but obedient, they charged ahead.
Three stage two warriors against Chu Liuyue? She couldn’t possibly win. It had to be luck!
Shangguan Yue’s eyes narrowed at the approaching pair, a sinister glint flashing within. Then she bolted right at them!
As the trio converged, the two swung their blades!
Shangguan Yue anticipated it perfectly. She ducked, sidestepped, and closed in on one.
Up close, she gripped his wrist and jammed a precise spot!
Powerlessness surged from his arm, freezing the knife above the girl’s head!
Shangguan Yue’s gaze iced over as she pivoted. The blade whipped around, lopping off the man’s head!
Hot blood sprayed her face, yet she didn’t flinch!
Dong!
She let go indifferently, and the headless corpse thudded down!
A chill wind whispered from behind!
Blindly, she slashed backward with the knife!
The sneaking attacker’s eyes bulged. Before his strike landed, his waist was cleft!
Dong!
The precise severance sent shivers through any witness!
Song Lian gaped at the scene. What’s this?! Chu Liuyue slew two stage two warriors in seconds!
“Ch-chu Liuyue?! Have you lost your mind?!” Song Lian’s voice pitched high with dread.
Shangguan Yue whirled, frowning at her would-be killer. Strangers, and feeble ones. To assassinate her, they should’ve sent stage eight warriors at minimum. But this…
Something’s off! Hadn’t she died? Betrayed by Jiang Yucheng and Shangguan Wan in the ancestral hall! Yet now…
Her eyes dropped to the knife-clutching hand—slender, frail, roughened by calluses from toil.
These aren’t mine! And that man called me… Chu Liuyue?! Realization dawned, sharpening her stare. “Third Missy sent you to kill me?”
Song Lian eyed a chance to strike, but the gruesome deaths deterred him. Unsure of her sudden prowess, he hesitated.
Instead, he dropped to his knees, wailing, which shifted her demeanor.
“Yes! Yes! Third Missy commanded it! She had us snatch you during your shopping trip! Promised 600 taels of silver if we made you vanish tracelessly! Big Missy, spare me! It was a lapse in judgment!”
Big Missy? The term throbbed in Shangguan Yue’s skull, like a flood surging upward! Agony forced her back a step, draining her face of color.
Song Lian’s gaze turned feral. No turning back now! Strike!
“Die!” He lunged up, surging at Shangguan Yue! His power spiked—he was stage three!
But as he neared, a knife plunged into his chest!
Shangguan Yue’s knife!
Song Lian stared down in horror. How… When did Chu Liuyue grow so formidable?
He’d never learn.
Bang!
The final foe fell!
Silence blanketed the forest.
Save for the three corpses, no one would suspect this frail girl harbored such ferocity!
Shangguan Yue leaned against a tree. As pain ebbed, foreign memories flooded her mind. Sorting them, she opened her eyes and exhaled deeply.
She had reborn into Chu Liuyue, the Chu family’s big missy—one of Country Yao Chen’s top four clans.
Despite her status, her existence rivaled a servant’s. Born without a proper Yuan meridian, cultivation eluded her, branding her the Chu family’s disgrace.
Chu Liuyue’s mother died young. Her father, Chu Ning, once heir apparent, suffered grave injury years back, crashing his standing. Thus, bullying defined her childhood.
The murderous Third Missy was her second uncle Chu Yao’s daughter—Chu Xianmin. Motive: Chu Liuyue’s betrothal.
To Country Yao Chen’s Crown Prince, Rong Jin!
Chu Liuyue turned 14 next month, with the engagement rite to follow!
Not just Chu Xianmin—myriad foes schemed her death in shadows!
Shangguan Yue rose, lips curving coldly. Correctly recalled, Country Yao Chen bowed to Tianling Dynasty!
Her saga continued!
Now she was Chu Liuyue!
Last life’s grudges? Repaid manifold this time!