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My lord, why is there a snowman in a tree? It's a body. It really is a body. Looks like it is from. Sir, they won't be back for a while. They can't catch us. You are hurt. Let's rest here. When the snow lets up, let's continue our search for the void. Yes, sir. Go ahead. I'll never leave you. Me came a cure everywhere. I'll cure you. You're about to become king. Why poison me? Because it was you. God Lydia kidnapped. I've kept you by my side for years. I've done my part. Now, you owe Lydia. She is sick of you being useless, refusing the engagement, and fled on her own. You defiant. It is okay. When you are dead, I will expose your crimes. Make it public. You set the record straight. Edward.

My sister was wrong. But now, so pitiful. Lydia, you're too kind. She's yours. Marry into the crown prince's residence. That's a great honor. You've suffered for so long. As long as I am with Edward. I am not wrong. Only Lydia Summers. Why remake I did with betrayal? You stole Lydia's engagement. My fiancé, she's my woman. Even if I don't want her, you'll die by my hand, too. You'll find the... Edward. Edward. I can't bear it, seeing her in such pain. Let me just end it for her. Don't worry, sister. When you are dead, I'll be a good queen. Queen of the realm. Sister. I faked my own abduction. I just don't want to marry Edward. Worthless. Unbelievable. You actually cured him. Thank you.

Help me lay the groundwork. Please, woman. You vicious woman. You'll die a terrible death. Sister. Rest easy. You'll die. In another life. I'll make you all. Of blood for blood. Hurts break a cliff. I've been rebar five years ago. The day I gathered the elixir for Edward. Up the mountain with Lydia. In my past life, it was right here that I broke my leg. And I've been a cripple ever since. Edward Sterling despised me for it. Back then, this magical herb that men's bones. Now, I'll eat it myself. She's eating grass and talking to herself. Did she fall and hit her head? I remember Lydia Summers picked one, too. But that one's poisonous. In my past life, I tried to stop Edward from eating.

This time, he'll get a taste of his own medicine. Poison for poison. What are you looking at? Don't stare. This goo poison left untreated. At best, it is excruciating. At worst, it'll cripple you. You know about goo poison? If you help me, I'll help you. Help me with what? I am hurt. It is freezing out here. If only someone could give me some medicine for my wounds. And take me home. Back then, I limped for three days to get back to Summers' manor. Lydia Summers spread rumors that I was raped and killed by bandits. It ruined my reputation. This time, I won't make the same mistake. This is some fine wound medicine. Now I can stand. Thanks. What about my goo poison? Patience.

Well, I am still cold. You'd better just get to the point. You are so generous. Come here. What for? To cure your GU poison, of course. Otherwise, what else would I do? My goo poison. Even the royal physician can't cure it. How can she be so casual about it? Are you sure? Of course. Come here. Don't rush. You have a blood goo. Just consume a virgin's blood. And the blood you will play. That's nonsense. Julie. My goo poison. It's really gone. You know medicine? A little. In my past life. For Edward Sterling, I knelt before the greatest physician, Dr. William Ashford, for seven days and seven nights just to become his disciple. This time, I won't heal the scoundrel's legs again.

Let him return to the hell he belongs in. Let him be a cripple forever. Can you take me home now? Where do you live? Summers Manor. Summers Manor? What's your name? Charlotte Summers. And you, sir? Richard Sterling. Richard Sterling. That name sounds familiar. You are Duke Richard. Oh, he is the ruthless Duke Richard. He won great military honors. He has been reclusive with his severe injury. But he still commands a powerful army. The king's trusted younger brother, and the one that useless Edward Sterling. He is most. Uncle Richard, this time, I am going to cling to this powerful army. My sister tried to steal my sacred herb. When I dodged, she fell off the cliff. It's all my fault.

I failed to protect my sister. Lydia, you're so pure-hearted. It was Charlotte who insisted on fighting you. Now she's dead, fallen off the cliff. She brought it on herself. It's not your fault. His Highness is right. Good thing it was her who fell. It was the same in my past life. She was the one who pushed me off the cliff. But she said I was stealing her sacred herb. She left me crippled. And I was slandered as raped and killed in a bandit. This time, I'll let Lydia have her way. I'll make her feed that poison to Edward Sterling herself. Brother, we should send someone to look for her. I'd rather she died in the fall. What if she didn't die? Heartbreak Mountain is full of bandits.

If she comes back alive, her reputation will be ruined. And that would harnish the manor's reputation. But what are we going to do? For now, we'll announce that Charlotte Summers died in a fall. If she comes back alive, we'll quietly send her to the country estate and let her fend for herself. Perfect. Now, I'll not only be the manor's only legitimate daughter, but also the rightful crown princess. In my past life, I stopped Edward from eating poison. And with the elixir I brought back, I cured his life. So I wasn't sent to the country estate. But they still called me disgraced, unworthy of being crown princess. They demoted me to a consort.

This time, I'll make them all pay for what they did. Charlotte Summers, you're... you're alive! Disappointed, I am not dead. Of course not! My sister's alive! I'm overjoyed! What a performance, sister. You should be on stage. What a waste. Sister, hit me. It's all my fault. When you tried to grab my herbs, if I hadn't dodged, you wouldn't have fallen. This wretch won't dare hit me. Instead, when brother and the crown prince see this, they'll think she's bullying me. Charlotte, you idiot. How dare you fight me! All right. I've granted my sister's wish. You should thank me. Go ahead, hit me. As long as it makes you feel better, even if you kill me. Fine. Then I'll kill you.

Charlotte Summers, you've gone too far. Lydia's been blaming herself since she got back. She almost cried herself to death, worried you'd be harmed by bandits, and this is how you repay her? Charlotte Summers, you abandoned Lydia three years ago and stole her engagement. Now that she is finally home, you keep trying to harm her. Now your reputation is ruined by bandits. As your brother, I can't indulge you anymore. Guards, the second missus' reputation is ruined. Her morals are corrupt. She is shamed of matter. Our parents are away on duty and can't return to the capital. So I will decide. Take Charlotte Summers to the country estate. She is to be confined there to repent. Never return!

Yes, sir. Who are you? How dare you bark into Summers' manor? This man? Could he be my sister's secret lover? Charlotte Summers, how dare you consort with another man? I will not spare you... Insolence! How dare you yell at my master's savior? You all have a death wish. The crown prince is here! You bet! How dare you draw your sword! The crown prince? So what? He's a true lackey of Duke Richard. He doesn't even respect the crown prince. Looks like I've picked the right side. Charlotte! Tell him to drop his sword! Have you no sense of decorum? My rule is simple. Don't mess with me, and I won't mess with you. But if you do, I'll make you pay a hundredfold.

So if you keep this up, I'll have him beat you up, too. You... you are ridiculous! Charlotte, to harm Lydia, you'd even bring home some random man to join your madness. You're truly hopeless. You are the hopeless one. Truly hopeless. One more disrespectful word, and I'll show no mercy. When have you ever cared for me, your highness? When Lydia fell, you hit me without a word. When Lydia framed me for poisoning her, you didn't even investigate, and forced me to kneel and apologize. So all your affection is for the woman who abandoned you when you were crippled. Enough! Lydia has told you countless times. She was kidnapped back then.

If a miracle doctor hadn't saved her, she wouldn't have even made it back alive. Oh, really? Since she was saved, why didn't she come back sooner to get engaged instead of waiting until your legs were almost healed to return? Sister, I was studying medicine to save Edward. I studied medicine day and night for three years. When I finally returned, I saw that Edward was already engaged to you. I'm sorry, Lydia. It's my fault. You owe Lydia so much. You must repay her with the crown princess title. So, I fell off a cliff, getting the remedy for you. Was gravely injured, and you are breaking our engagement. Don't flatter yourself. You were trying to steal Lydia's remedy, and that's why you fell.

I saw it myself. Still denying it? I stole hers. Sister, it's all my fault. I'll give you the remedy. Take it to Edward. Just say you picked it. As long as you're not angry, I'm willing to do anything. No need. You picked this herb yourself. How could I take the credit? At least you know your place. Lydia, thank you for getting this remedy for me. Risking so much. Your devotion. I'll always remember. I'll never let you down. Edward. With this remedy, your legs will be fully healed. You'll never limp again. For you, I'd go through fire and water, without hesitation. I am really curious. If the truth is revealed, Lydia's ruined. And Edward can never walk again. Will these two scumbags?

Will he so devoted? Emily Summers, you returned with another man. Your reputation is ruined. You're unworthy of being my crown princess. But since you once cared for me, I'll spare your life. If you know what's good for you, get to the country estate, and stay out of sight. And if I don't? Then don't blame me for being harsh. Guards! Perfect. With Emily out of the way, I can finally become the crown princess. No one can stop me now. Seize that wretch! Yes, your highness. Crown prince. What a show of power. Who are you? How dare you barge into Summers' manor? Tell me you are my sister's lover, too. Charlotte Summers! Who allowed you to bring so many strange men home? Get them all out of here!

Now! Silence! Your highness. I said be quiet, you. Edward. Don't be angry. There must be a misunderstanding. My sister would never cheat on you. She'd never cuckold you. Edward greets Uncle Richard. Uncle... Uncle Richard! Could this be Duke Richard? Duke Richard! The legendary... Bloodthirsty... The legendary war hero! Wasn't he in seclusion after a severe injury? What is he doing here? What is he doing with Charlotte? Uncle Richard, what... What are you doing here? If I hadn't come, I might never have known you were so ungrateful. Uncle Richard, Charlotte's reputation is ruined. I was only trying to protect the royal name, to spare the royal family shame. Ruined reputation?

My respects, Duke Richard. You don't understand. Your Grace, Heartbreak Mountain is full of bandits. Even if Charlotte Summers returned alive, her reputation would be ruined. The crown prince was only thinking of the bigger picture, for the royal family's honor. She went into the mountain, too. Then why isn't her reputation ruined? Lydia is different. Charlotte, she came home before dark, and with servants. But Charlotte, she brought strange men home. Strange men? Are you saying Marcus and I are... the strange men she brought home? Impossible. Uncle Richard, why did you bring Charlotte home? What I do is none of your concern. No, I wouldn't dare.

So the crown prince, so arrogant in my presence, is just a whipped dog before Duke Richard. I'm Marcus. I'm the Duke's personal guard. If I hadn't brought Miss Charlotte back, I'd never have known the Summers' manor had such a show. Pardon me, Duke. I truly had no idea you'd bring my sister back. I thought she was attacked by bandits. Right? Who could have guessed second sister would be brought back by you, Duke? Second sister, I never knew... So you knew Duke Richard. So that is it. Pardon us, Duke. It was all a misunderstanding. Yes, it was all a misunderstanding. Charlotte, I didn't know you saved Uncle Richard. If I had known, I never would have blamed you. Really?

Brother, didn't you just say you were sending me to the countryside to fend for myself? And you, crown prince, weren't you just about to call off our engagement? What changed your mind so suddenly? You two sure change your tune quickly. Of course not. I was just worried about you. I was afraid for your reputation, that you couldn't take it. So I thought sending you to the countryside would help. It was all for your own good. Please don't blame them, Duke. My brother and the crown prince. It's all my fault. If I'd known, I should have just given the spirit herb to my sister. Who knew Charlotte would seduce Duke Richard? No matter, a few tears and he'll melt. No man can resist me.

You're right. It's your fault. Marcus. Yes, sir. This woman is a troublemaker. Twisting the truth. Slapper. Yes. Are you satisfied? Thank you, Your Grace, for standing up for me. Don't forget your promise. Rest assured, Your Grace. That wretch, Charlotte. Even if I don't want her, I'll never let another man have her. Uncle Richard has never been interested in women. So why is he so close to her? Could he actually be into her? Charlotte Summers is my benefactor. From now on, if anyone wrongs her, don't blame me for being harsh. Marcus, let's go. Take care, Your Grace. Come back soon. Charlotte! Why didn't you tell us you saved Duke Richard? Or family? Why hide it?

You almost made me misunderstand you. Yes. If you told me sooner, how could I have misunderstood you? In that case, you will be my crown princess. As for Lydia, she'll remain a consul. You'll never outrank you. I almost became the crown princess. It's all her fault. What makes her so special? Really? I'm afraid third sister won't agree. Calling it off now would be too easy for those two. At the wedding, I'll give them a big surprise. Of course not. Lydia is reasonable. She's so gentle. She won't mind. If I can use Charlotte to win over Uncle Richard, it will be a huge help for my succession. I don't care about the title. As long as you're happy, sister, I'll do anything.

This remedy should be yours, sister. No need. Since you picked it yourself, you should give it to the crown prince yourself. How could I take the credit? Edward, I found this remedy by following the royal physician's drawing. It will completely cure your leg. Thank you. You're so devoted to me. I will never let you down. Edward, this is the seven-day poison. It looks almost identical to the remedy. It takes seven days to take effect. And in seven days, it's our wedding day. This is going to be a show. Today, I marry both Summers sisters. Though Charlotte is the crown princess and Lydia is just a consort, here in my residence, they are equal. No seniority.

He's making the consort and the crown princess equals? That's against protocol. If Miss Lydia Summers hadn't been kidnapped, the crown princess title wouldn't have gone to the second miss. Exactly. Charlotte stole the crown princess title, though being equal to the consort is only fair. Sister, you don't blame me, do you? Of course not. You and the crown prince are a perfect match. You two getting married makes me happy. I'm not going to join Edward in his humiliation. The real show is for you two to star in. You're sensible. When I was crippled, you cared for me for three years. Though I could walk again, I was left with a limp. I was mocked for years.

But thanks to Lydia, I've fully recovered. Lydia is my greatest benefactor. As long as I have the crown prince's heart, one day, I'll take back the crown princess title. Edward, you should marry my sister. After all, she's the crown princess. I am happy just watching. That's enough for me. No. I'm marrying you today. How can that be? My sister is the main wife. It's fine. You and the crown prince may marry. Edward's poison will kick in soon. I'll just wait and enjoy the show. I won't be humiliated with him. Are you really willing to let Lydia marry me? Of course. The crown prince is marrying his consort. That's really a slap in the crown princess's face.

Looks like this crown princess is a real pushover. If I were the crown princess, I'd be too ashamed to live. Then, thank you for your blessing, sister. First bow to heaven and earth. Edward Sterling, Lydia Summers. Enjoy your moment. Second bow to the parents. Soon, you two won't be laughing anymore. bow to each other. Time for the poison. Three, two, one. What? What's happening? God! What is going on? How could this happen? My hair. My legs! They hurt! Quick, get the royal physician! Edward! Your Highness! Duke? Wedding robes over your regular clothes. So you knew the wedding would fail. because I never intended to marry Edward Sterling. So you used a proxy to do your dirty work.

Watch your words, Duke. I didn't do a thing. And yet, I'm growing to admire you. Thank you for your praise, Duke. I'll take my leave now. She's quite a woman. My legs! It hurts! Doctor, save me! It hurts so much! How could this happen? Doctor! What's wrong with him? His pulse is steady. There is nothing wrong. but why his legs are in such agony. This. This. This is truly baffling. Of course. The poison is taking effect. To ease his pain! Well, the cause is unknown. I am afraid I can't ease his pain right now. I am not skilled enough. I just... That can't be. The wedding isn't over yet. I mean, His Highness is in so much pain. It breaks my heart to see him like this. Your Highness.

It might be an old condition flaring up. Right. Miss Charlotte, Summers has always cared for his Highness. Perhaps she can help. Charlotte, go examine his Highness now. Really? You were the one who married him? And now you remember me? Sister, I know. You're jealous he married me. But his life is at stake. This isn't the time for a tantrum. Please, just go see him. This Miss Charlotte is being so petty. Still fighting over him now? That's the Crown Prince. If something happens, can she take the fall? She has a death wish. Exactly. Didn't you say, Third Sister, that you studied medicine for three years? Then why don't you save His Highness?

Sister, for His Highness, I studied medicine for three years, but I don't know his condition. If I act rashly, what if I make a mistake? How could you? You're a master physician's apprentice. You studied medicine for three years. Surely a minor issue like this is no match for you. I was just afraid of wasting time. I wanted to end His Highness's suffering. You're just afraid to treat him. You don't know anything about medicine. When the Crown Prince was disabled, you refused to honor your engagement and ran away. When you saw he'd recovered, you lied about studying medicine just to get back to the capital. I didn't. I'm only thinking of His Highness. But you're just being so cruel.

Are you stalling on purpose? Do you want His Highness to suffer? So what if I am? I don't just want him to suffer. I want you to suffer even more. Only then can I get my revenge. I'm worried sick about His Highness. How could I bear to see him suffer? Easy, Third Sister. I'll examine His Highness now. Once I save His Highness, his heart will be mine again. Don't worry, Your Highness. Charlotte will examine you now. Charlotte, I knew it. Only you can save me. If she saves the Crown Prince, I'll never be the Crown Princess. Lydia, what are you doing? Do you want to see His Highness suffer? You were right. I'm a master's disciple. My skills are far superior. Let me treat His Highness.

It's safer. The fool finally took the bait. What disciple of a great doctor. You're just lying to win his favor. I'm not. I... My master is Dr. Henry Ashford. They say Dr. Ashford is always on the move. Even if I use him as a cover, no one will expose me. I'm Dr. Ashford's true disciple. In my past life, I was too soft. I never exposed her. This time, I'll wait until she's at her proudest, at the height of her glory, and expose her lie in public. Could it be the greatest doctor in the land, Dr. Ashford? Dr. Ashford, he only has one true disciple, and it's Miss Lydia Summers. That's right. I am my master's only disciple, but he always taught me to be compassionate and to be humble.

That's why I've never spoken of it. What old man? My master may be world famous, but he's in his prime. This idiot can't even lie without doing her research first. If you're so great, why did you force me to treat him? You're just guilty. I was giving you a chance, Second Sister, to make up for your past mistakes, to redeem yourself. What mistakes? Why should I make up for anything? This Miss Charlotte, she's so arrogant. Right. This Miss Charlotte... It's all your fault, sister. You failed to care for His Highness. That's why his old illness flared up. If you'd cured him sooner, His Highness wouldn't be in such pain. That's a lie. His Highness was fatally poisoned. His legs were crippled.

Even the royal physician was helpless. It was my medical skills and three years of care that let His Highness walk again. Three years of care and you still couldn't cure him. You're a quack. You're the quack? Move. My medicine can ease his pain. Quick. Give me the pill. Your Highness, her medicine only treats the symptoms. The pain will return. I can save you. Second sister, you're the one with poor skills. Why are you taking my medicine? To stop me from saving His Highness? Are you sure you want to give this to His Highness? Yes. This is the silver remedy pill. It's a miracle cure for everything. What a joke. What a joke. It's poison. It's highly addictive and it drains the body.

I'm afraid Edward Sterling won't just be bald and crippled. Why don't we let His Highness choose for himself? Lydia is a master's disciple. Her skills far surpass yours. I trust her. Edward Sterling, you had a way out but you chose death. You can't blame me for this. Edward, how are you? It doesn't hurt. My leg is completely healed. I'm not a cripple anymore. Scum. Enjoy your happiness while it lasts. It won't be long. You won't be laughing for long. One pill and even his limp is cured. Miss Lydia Summers, she's a true miracle worker. Miss Lydia's medical skills are like a living god of medicine. Even better. She's a true disciple of a miracle worker. Good thing I chose Lydia's remedy.

Your worthless medicine. I took it for three years and I never fully recovered. But one pill from Lydia and I'm completely healed. And you still say you're not a quack? All that acting. And now we get to the point. Your Highness, I've cared for you for three years. My efforts should count for something. And yet you humiliate me like this. Good thing the wedding isn't final. Then I'll call off the engagement myself. So you and my sister can be together. For a lifetime. I'm leaving. Stop. Edward, you've only just recovered. You should rest. You're so thoughtful, Lydia. Not like that Charlotte. She's despicable. Edward, I'm willing to care for you forever. Guards, my leg is healed.

Since Charlotte's gone, the wedding continues. I will marry Lydia as the crown princess. Charlotte, you'll be crying your eyes out, kneeling at my feet, regretting it all. And then, you'll be nothing but my lowly concubine. Perfect. The crown princess title is finally mine. Charlotte, what are you going to fight me with now? What are you doing here, Duke? Get in. I'll take you back to Summers Manor. If I go back alone, Charles Summers will surely give me trouble. But if Richard Sterling takes me back himself, that's a whole different story. Thank you, Duke. You remember what you promised me at the cliff? Don't worry. I remember. You're Duke Richard.

By seniority, you should follow the crown prince. Listen, call me Uncle Richard. The crown prince and I are not married, so I'm afraid I can't call you that. You cured my poison. I should thank you. But, you also learned things you shouldn't have. Rest assured, Duke. I haven't seen you today. Really? Do you think I'd believe you? You could have easily silenced me. But instead, you're wasting your breath. You're quite clever. Go on. Besides the goo poison, I'm also suffering from a slow poison. It's slowly draining my strength. Do you have a cure? This poison is fierce. You're alive now. Only by fighting it with your strength. With my medical skills, curing him would be easy.

But I can't just help him. The harder I make it, the more he'll owe me. For years, I've been suppressing the poison with my strength. But even my strength will run out. So I need a cure, and fast. If you agree to do me a favor, I'll do my best to save your life. How about it? Heel, when will you cure me? Now. What? This pill will cure you. Do you dare to take it? Just like that? Weren't you afraid I'd poison you? Duke, aren't you afraid I'll poison you? I'm still useful to you. Would you really poison me? Still in the mood for jokes, Duke? The poison has spread to your vital organs. Even I can't cure it. Unless... Unless what? Unless we find my master, Dr. Henry Ashford.

Your master is the great Dr. Ashford? That's right. But I heard Dr. Ashford only had one apprentice. So, your sister is lying? And you're not afraid on lying? I've seen your medical skills myself, but your sister is a cunning one. Thank you for trusting me. Just find my master, and you'll be cured. Actually, I can cure it, too. But I can't do it alone. We need to find my master to expose Lydia's lie. If I could find Dr. Ashford, why would I come to you? As my master's personal apprentice, I naturally know where he is. Dr. Ashford is here. Dr. Ashford is eccentric. He has a rule against treating the nobility. If I go to him, won't he just turn me away? Show him this needle, Duke.

He'll help you. Thank you. I'll send someone at once. Duke, we're at Summer's Manor. Shut up! How dare you come back! This is my home. Why wouldn't I? Today is your wedding day to the Crown Prince. You left the Crown Prince at the altar and ran back here alone. Do you want the whole capital city to laugh at our family? Get back to the Crown Prince's residence! You go. I won't. You are insane. You are completely out of control. Today, I'll teach you a lesson for our parents. Stop. I didn't know you were here. Forgive my rudeness. I told you before. Charlotte Summers is my benefactor and to treat her well. What? Forgotten? Wouldn't dare. Wouldn't dare. But you seem to dare quite a lot.

My lord, forgive me. I was just overcome with anger. I only meant to scare her. I never meant to hurt her. I only believe what I see. Marcus. Yes, my lord. Slap him. Yes. My lord. This. This can't be. I am a six-rank official. How can I be beaten at my own door? What will people say? So you do know that being beaten at your own door is humiliating. So, you were trying to humiliate me on purpose? Charlotte, please, plead for me. We're family. After all... How could I? The Duke is standing up for me. If I stop him, wouldn't that be wrong? If you bully me again and the Duke ignores it, what will I do? So just take it, brother. Second, miss. Want more? Just say the word.

I've got plenty of strength. Enough. I think my brother has learned his lesson. Right? She asked you a question. I understand. Very well. I'll take my leave. Take care, Your Grace. Miss Charlotte. Miss Charlotte, I'm Matron Grace from Serenity Palace. The Queen already knows about the Crown Prince's residence. Matron Grace, Her Majesty wants you at the palace tomorrow morning. Don't be late. Yes. Perfect. Tomorrow's show can finally begin. Take this letter to the Duke's estate at once. Yes, I'll go right away. Richard Sterling should have found my master by now. Lydia Summers. Today, I will tear off your mask and show everyone who you really are. I am Charlotte Summers.

Greetings, Your Majesty. Your Majesty. Charlotte Summers, how dare you? Do you know your marriage to the Crown Prince was decreed by the King, yet you publicly called it off yesterday and left the Crown Prince's residence? Do you admit your guilt? Forgive me, Your Majesty. Forgive me, Your Majesty. You were to be the Crown Princess, yet you have no grace or tolerance. The Crown Prince only made your sister a consort, and you can't even tolerate that? You even called it off publicly. You're a complete disgrace. Girl, I will not hear your excuses. Kneel on the steps outside now and reflect on your mistakes. In my past life, the Queen always looked down on me, her daughter-in-law.

The steps outside Serenity Palace I knelt there countless times. This time, I won't take it anymore. Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I've been wronged. Your Majesty, please, I beg for justice. Silence! The King is here! Stop shouting! How disgraceful! You only know I called off the wedding, but you don't know why I left. Yesterday, at the wedding, the Crown Prince, he refused to marry me. How dare you! You're the one who fled the wedding banquet. How dare you twist the truth before His Majesty and slander the Crown Prince for refusing to marry you. You have some nerve. Charlotte Summers, stop talking nonsense. Edward Sterling, what are you so flustered about?

So you know, what you did yesterday was disgraceful. This time, in front of the King, I'll make you pay. No need to deny it, Your Highness. At yesterday's banquet, half the court was there. They all saw it. If Your Majesty wants to know, just ask any of them. Your Highness not only refused to marry me, he even made me watch him marry my sister as his consort. With all those guests, I was utterly humiliated. If Your Highness hadn't suddenly fallen ill, I would have died of shame. Then, you must have done something to disgust the Crown Prince. That's why he refused to marry you. I'm not just being jealous. I'm worried about Your Highness's reputation. That's why I'm so upset.

After all, the whole capital knows that I've always been loyal to Your Highness. But with what he did yesterday, isn't he just ruining his own reputation? What do you mean? My humiliation doesn't matter. But Your Highness will be branded as a man who favors his consort over his wife. He'll even be called ungrateful. What a disgrace. How could Your Highness ruin his own future like this? You disgrace! Kneel before me! Please, Your Majesty, Edward didn't mean it. Calm down. How can I calm down? He favors his mistress over his wife. ungrateful. This is the fine son you raised. Your Majesty, well, it must be Lydia Summers who bewitched him. It's all that woman's fault.

Your Majesty, I'm innocent. It was the Crown Prince. Father, Mother, this is all my fault. I insisted on marrying Lydia. We had to be married. Charlotte stole the Crown Princess title. Can't she even let Lydia have this small thing? Her own wedding? Insolence! You brought me nothing but shame. Father, please, I... Your Majesty, the Crown Prince and I are truly in love. And I even cured his leg. That's right. Not only am I no longer lame, I can even walk perfectly. It's really healed. Your Majesty, so Lydia Summers is a lucky one. She actually cured Edward's leg. Charlotte tried for three years and couldn't cure him. Lydia Summers, you know medicine?

Your Majesty, I am a disciple of the great Dr. Henry Ashford. Lydia Summers, for lying to the king, you're done for. So you're Dr. Ashford's apprentice. No wonder you're so skilled. That balances the scale. I don't take the credit. My sister was with the Crown Prince for three years, yet even a small foot injury she couldn't heal. One wonders if she's truly devoted to him or just putting on an act. Sister, are you really Dr. Ashford's apprentice? Of course. I'm Dr. Ashford's only personal apprentice. One and only. What a coincidence. I'm his apprentice too. You've always been jealous of me. You've always had to compete. And now you're trying to steal my master.

Your Majesty, it seems we must summon the real Dr. Ashford to tell who is the real one and who is the fake. There's no way she can get Dr. Ashford here. He's just luffing. Charlotte, my master is always on the move and he has a rule. He never treats the nobility. So why would he ever come to the palace? Lydia, you should do your research before you lie. Who told you Dr. Ashford is an old man? Wendy, bring in my master. Your brother. Greetings, Your Majesties. At ease. And this is? I am Henry Ashford, my king. Long live the king. Lydia, you keep claiming to be Dr. Ashford's disciple. Well, Dr. Ashford is here. Go on, greet your master. What, Dr. Ashford? What nonsense are you talking?

My master doesn't look like that. You claim to be Dr. Ashford's disciple, yet you don't recognize him. Your Grace, I... When did I take this young lady as my disciple? Master, you really don't know my third sister? She's been going around claiming to be your last disciple and telling everyone. Miss, I don't know you. You are not my disciple. Why are you lying? I'm not lying. You... You're not my master. Edward, what is going on? Father King, there must be a misunderstanding. Lydia can explain. Charlotte, how could she possibly know the greatest doctor in the land? And he's so young. She must have hired him to trick me. Yes, that must be it.

Your Majesty, this man must be a fraud that Charlotte hired. Charlotte, to frame me, you even hired an imposter for my master. You'll stop at nothing. What a reversal. Lydia, you keep claiming to be Dr. Ashford's apprentice, yet you don't even recognize him. How ridiculous. You're the ridiculous one. You say he's Dr. Ashford? Prue? Here is my official record. It's stamped by the government. If you doubt it, right here before His Majesty, have an official verify it. Plenty of people share the same name. Just this? That's hardly convincing. Identities can be faked, but medical skill cannot. Charlotte, what do you mean by that? Your Majesty, my sister keeps claiming to be Dr.

Ashford's apprentice. Then she must know the Ashford's unique acupuncture. She must know it. I... Of course I do. Then... If you can name a few leg acupuncture points, I'll accept you're his apprentice. How about it? This bitch. She's clearly out to get me. I don't know anything about acupuncture points. The pill I gave Edward, I just bought it on the black market. No, I have to find a way to refuse her. Why should I? What do you think, Your Majesty? Granted. Crown Princess, go on. What are the acupuncture points for leg ailments? Oh no. That wretch made the king ask. I'm trapped. What do I do? Third sister, why the silence?

Don't tell me a great doctor's apprentice doesn't know acupuncture points. Lydia, don't be nervous. Right, third sister. Don't be nervous. It's fine if you're wrong. It's just a crime of deceiving the king. Your Highness, I'm not lying. I really am Dr. Ashford's apprentice. You believe me, don't you? Of course, I believe you. Miss, you don't even know the acupuncture points. How dare you call yourself my apprentice? Not my master. I... My master never taught me acupuncture. How dare you? You just said you knew acupuncture and now you're changing your story. Edward Sterling, this is the Crown Princess you married. Father King, please calm down, Lydia.

Lydia didn't use acupuncture to heal my legs. Then how exactly did she heal? Your Majesty, my master taught us different specialties. I'm not skilled in acupuncture, but I'm good at making medicine. It was my medicine that healed the Crown Prince's leg. That's how he recovered. Then what? Why doesn't Dr. Ashford recognize you as his apprentice? Your Majesty, he must be an imposter. He can't possibly be Dr. Ashford. You're not giving up, are you? Your Majesty, the Ashfords are a family of doctors. They have a family heirloom. Everyone has heard of it. The Frost Silver Needles. That's right. Forged from Frost Peak Jade. There's only one set in the world. Only an Ashford heir can possess them.

These are the Frost Silver Needles. Ashford Medicine is half herbs and half needles. Anyone who can't do acupuncture or find the points is unworthy to be my apprentice. Lydia Summers, what do you have to say for yourself? It's over. No! Deceiving the king is a death sentence. I worked so hard to become the crown princess. I can't just give up. How dare you play tricks on me? You must have a death wish. Your Majesty, I admit it. I lied about being Dr. Ashford's apprentice, but I had my reasons. Reasons? His Highness's legs were very bad. Even the royal physician couldn't cure him. I couldn't bear to see him so despondent. So I came up with this plan. Lydia, you did this for me. Yes.

They say a healer must first heal the heart. I wanted to lift your Highness's spirits. That's why I lied and said I was Dr. Ashford's apprentice. And I really did cure your Highness's legs. Father King, Lydia lied. But she really did cure my legs. I can walk again now. All because of her medicine. Your Majesty, the Crown Princess lied, but she only did it for Edward's good. You have a point. In that case, I... Your Majesty, I have something to say, but I'm not sure if I should. Just now, Lydia Summers stood before Your Majesty and the Queen and brazenly claimed to be Dr. Ashford's apprentice. I'm sure everyone here heard that loud and clear.

If the crime of lying to the King can be so easily pardoned, it will only damage the Crown's authority. Charlotte is right. The King's authority is absolute. Father, Lydia... Deceiving the King. How can she be spared? The Crown Princess is spared death, but not punishment. Guards, drag her away. Thirty strokes. Let this be a warrant. No! Spare me, Your Majesty! Your Highness, save me! Rest in peace, Sister. Lydia. Enjoy this. My revenge on you has only just begun. Seeing Lydia suffer like this, are you happy now? What do you mean, Your Highness? Third Sister deceived the King. She brought it on herself. What's that to me? You vicious woman. Edward Sterling.

In my past life, if I hadn't saved you and propped you up, you'd be nothing but a loser. This life? Go ahead and die at Lydia Summer's hands. Charlotte Summer's. I'll remember what you did to Lydia. One day, you'll pay a hundredfold. I'll be waiting. Cool. Once the poison in you takes effect, you'll be completely paralyzed. Then, you'll be a liar and a cripple. Let's see how you make me pay a hundredfold. That's far enough, my dear. The floods in the south are severe. The sooner I get there, the more people I can save. Master, please take this. buy food and medicine on the way and help more refugees when you get there. All right, I'm off. Be careful in the capital city. Dr. Ashford, wait.

Duke, Dr. Ashford, my poison, you haven't cured it? On my way to the palace, I already checked your pulse. To cure your poison is no great feat. With my apprentice's skills, she's more than capable of curing you. She can cure it? I'm done for. How could you sell me out like that? Duke, please, let me explain. I'll leave you two. I'll take my leave. Charlotte Summers! Duke, will you let me explain? How dare you lie to me? Duke, I... A woman who dares to scheme against me? You're the first. Calm down, Duke. I was just afraid that you wouldn't listen to me. So you admit, you were playing me? Duke, I was wrong. I shouldn't have lied. Please, be magnanimous. Don't stoop to my level. Please?

Cure me now. Or else. Okay, okay, right away. What trick are you up to now? No, no, absolutely not. It's just that the antidote isn't finished. It's missing one key ingredient. Key ingredient? Yes. The poison in you, your grace, is a slow-acting one. The antidote must be gradual, otherwise it could be fatal. Just tell me, how many doses to cure me? Three doses. What's the key ingredient? The gallbladder of a white-spring jade-ite snake. I've never heard of that snake. They're on Heartbreak Mountain. These snakes love dark, damp places. First thing tomorrow, I'll go up the mountain to catch one. Not tomorrow. Go now. Huh? Richard, put me down.

Your Highness, Charlotte Summers and Duke Richard have gone to Heartbreak Mountain. Uncle Richard and that wretch, they hurt Lydia. I'll never forgive them. Send assassins now. Kill them all. Yes. Charlotte, you won't marry me, and you'll never marry another man. Since you won't be mine, then die. Slow down. You might get bitten. It's a highly venomous green bamboo viper! Miss Summers, throw it away! Why throw it away? This gallbladder can't cure the Duke's poison, but it can make other medicines. Miss Charlotte, she looks so delicate, but she's so ruthless. Her methods are so cruel. Careful, she hears you. She'll skin you alive. White spring jadeite. I see it. Watch out. Not good.

An ambush. Duke, take Miss Summers and go. I'll hold them off. If you can't win, run. Yes, sir. Duke! are you all right? Passed out. It's so cold. If he doesn't wake up, he'll freeze to death. I didn't bring my needles. Oh no, his breathing is getting weaker. I have to help him breathe. Duke, forgive me. Duke, you're awake. Duke, what are you doing? What did you do to me? I don't misunderstand. You were unconscious. I was helping you breathe. I wasn't taking advantage of you. You, you. I really didn't mean it. Please don't think the worst. I'm just making it worse. I didn't think much. That's good. I wonder how Marcus is doing. Did he get away? You seem to care a lot about him. Of course.

To let us escape, he fought them all alone. he's a selfless hero. Of course I'm worried. So worried about him? Want me to give him to you? Really? What's his monthly pay? I wonder if, with my current funds, I can afford him. Charlotte, go find the remedy. What if we attract the assassins? Someone's talking below. Duke Richard and Charlotte, they must be down there. Let's go down and kill them. Wait, Duke Richard is a master. We're no match for him. This is an aphrodisiac. Sprinkle it down. No matter how tough, they'll be putty. Oh no. I'll kill them. They're too many. We have to run. There's a path over there. Just ants. I can handle them. What we just inhaled was no ordinary powder.

We have to go now. There they are, after them. Richard, let me go. Get down. Let me go. Don't be afraid. Let me go. I won't hurt you. Charlotte Summers. You're finally awake. Don't overthink it. Granny Lewis helped you change. I didn't look. Granny Lewis? Oh, you're awake, dear. You're finally awake. You had a fever all night. You had this old woman worried sick. Your fever's gone. Here, drink this. It'll warm you up. You fainted. I carried you down the mountain. It was dark and slippery. We got lost. Luckily, we met Granny Lewis. She took us in. Thank you for taking us in. Sorry for the trouble. It's no trouble at all. When I see you, dear, I'm reminded of my granddaughter.

She was about your age. But she's missing. Why is she missing? Three years ago, my son saved a girl from the river. But when she woke up, she brought a gang of bandits to kill my family. My son was beaten to death protecting me. They also took my granddaughter. She's still missing. Of our family of three, I'm the only one who survived. Three years ago. That's when Lydia disappeared. Back then, everyone thought she'd been kidnapped I'm going to the capital to report it, to get justice for my son, and to find my poor granddaughter. We're heading to the capital as well. You can come with us. That's right. You saved us. In return, we should help you. This is all so suspicious.

If this is really about Lydia Summers, then she won't just be disgraced. And thank you both. I'll handle them. take Granny Lewis and escape. Okay. I'm late. Forgive me, Your Grace. Before you make him talk, don't let him die. Yes, sir. Granny, are you all right? Who are you people? Don't be afraid. This is Duke Richard, the one who fought for our country, the one who's so good to the people. Yes. Your Grace, please get justice for my son. Please help me find my poor granddaughter. Please rise. You are my savior. I will help you. Granny Lewis, do you have a portrait of your granddaughter? I do. I had the village scholar painted for me. I'll go get it for you.

Why does this portrait look so familiar? You've seen her? I can't recall right now. Please Duke, send someone to search for her in secret. Don't alert anyone. Don't worry. Let's head back to the capital. Granny, until we find your granddaughter, please come back to the capital with us. I'll have someone take good care of you. You'll be safe. Thank you, Duke. Thank you. Marcus caught this. Just the jade snake gallbladder. Marcus is amazing. Rest assured, Duke. In three days, I'll have the antidote ready. When you saw that she does look familiar, but from just this portrait, I just can't recall. But since she was kidnapped, she was probably sold.

A girl this beautiful would fetch a high price in a brothel. Wait, a brothel? How could I forget? Not long after our wedding in my past life, Edward Serling brought home a courtesan and favored her for days. But not long after, Lydia Summers secretly drowned her in the backyard pond. That woman is the spitting image of the portrait. She's Granny Lewis's granddaughter. Did you think of something? Heavenly Delight House. Duke, send someone to Heavenly Delight House now. Granny Lewis's granddaughter is definitely there. How do you know? Don't ask. Once you find her, hide her away. I'll handle the rest. All right. I'll trust you. Thank you, Duke. Charlotte, you how improper.

Second sister, where were you last night? I was so worried about you. Oh, isn't that Duke Richard? You brought Charlotte home yourself. Second sister, have you eaten? Are you hungry? I'll have the kitchen make you something nice. No need. Duke, Charlotte is a bit stubborn. Please don't mind her. Why don't you come in and sit down? I'll have my servants prepare some refreshments. Duke, please when the crown prince takes the throne and Lydia becomes queen, I'll be the lord chancellor. Then you too will pay for this. Go to the crown. Prince's residence now. Tell him Charlotte and Duke, Richard are back. Yes, sir. Let go of me. Don't be afraid. I won't hurt you. Charlotte.

Charlotte, what are you thinking? Stop it. Meet at the back gate. Urgent business. This handwriting is so unfamiliar. Could this be from Richard Sterling? He must have found someone. That's Duke Richard for you. Edward, what are you doing here? Then I'll scream for help. It's the middle of the night. The crown prince breaks into the summer's home to assault his sister-in-law. If word gets out, your reputation will be ruined. Charlotte, drop the act. Seeing me here, you must be thrilled, aren't coming to see me this late? If third sister finds out, there'll be trouble. If you don't tell, and I don't tell, how will Lydia ever know? Besides, Lydia isn't a jealous woman like you.

She is the most forgiving. Even if I take you as a consort, she won't regret. Edward, you're disgusting. Charlotte, you and Uncle Richard were on the mountain all night long. I'm curious, what exactly happened between you so those assassins were sent by you? Charlotte, you have no shame. A jilted woman, daring to get involved with your ex-fiancee's uncle. Aren't you afraid word will get out and you'll be scorned? You broke your vow, your highness. You got with your fiancée's own sister. You had an affair, and you never thought you'd be scorned? I'm warning you. Stay away from Richard Sterling. Don't even dream of being the duchess. You're just a jilted wretch who's not worthy.

If you're so desperate to climb the social ladder, I could always make you a lowly concubine. How dare you slap me? That was for you. So what? Who allowed you to lay a hand on her? Uncle Richard? You what are you doing here? Didn't I tell you that came out to meet him? I thought it was you. So you came to see me? No. Then what? Uncle, don't let Charlotte Summers, that wretch, fool you. She's devious. She's a master of disguise. She's a master manipulator. She turned on me today without a second thought. Tomorrow she'll betray you. You've been away at war for so long you don't know her true nature. She's two-faced.

If Charlotte Summers is so terrible why would you bother her so late unless you're really a fickle playboy? I'm only looking out for you Uncle. Edward, tell me, if I were to tell my brother about tonight, I wonder what he would think. I'm afraid he'd think the Crown Prince he chose was not a wise man. You misunderstand Uncle. That's not what I meant. Then after all, if anything happened to her, I'd have to answer to Lydia. So you were pestering Miss Charlotte so late you did all for Miss Lydia? Yes. Now that I see Charlotte is safe, I can rest easy. I'll go tell Lydia now to put her at ease. Thank you, Your Highness, for your late night concerns. How thoughtful.

Next time, please come during the day and use the front door. Don't sneak around like a thief. How unlucky. I didn't ask. What brings you here, Your Grace? I brought you this. Granny Lewis's granddaughter has been found. This is where I've placed them. It's their new home. That's wonderful. Thank you, Your Grace. As for the assassin, Marcus has already interrogated him. The mastermind is Edward Sterling. So he's even targeting you, choice but to a lie. To be on your side, Your Grace, is my greatest wish. What's your next move? We have a witness. Now we just need the evidence. I understand. Get some rest. I'll take my leave. He seems cold, but he's reliable. Such a good man.

It'd be a shame to lose him. I should hurry and make the antidote for him. Charlotte! You fickle wretch! Edward, what has you so furious? Charlotte, how dare you? Behind my back, fool around with Richard. I will not spare you two adulterers. He's jealous. Damn it, that wretch Charlotte! Why her? It's wrong, your highness. Who made you so angry? Did you go see my sister? It's not what you think. If you still care for my sister, I'm willing to give up my title. To her, as long as you're happy. You're overthinking. You saved my leg. How could I ever betray you? I only went to see Charlotte tonight, to see why she's not dead yet. Rest assured, you're the only one in my heart.

I knew you cared for me most. Charlotte, you think you can turn things around with Duke Richard? Dream on. I'm the crown princess now, and wonder if Richard Sterling has found anything out. If Duke Richard is really with my sister, with her hatred for you, I'm afraid she'll become an obstacle to your throne. You're right, Lydia. I will never allow them to be together. Your Highness, I have an idea. Oh? What is it? The royal banquet is in two days, isn't it? If we can make Charlotte Summers in front of the entire nobility, ruin her reputation, then even if she still tries to cling to Duke Richard, he'll be disgusted by her. Lydia, you're truly my right-hand woman. You sent for me. What is it?

Duke, here's the first antidote. The first one? Yes, three in total. One every seven days. Twenty-one days. After taking all three, the poison will be completely gone. Is that true? It is.

But...

But what? There's a side effect. It will temporarily block your meridians to stop the poison from spreading. That means you won't be able to use your internal energy. Only after the last dose will your internal energy return. You mean after taking this antidote I'll be powerless for a while? Something like that. Then I'll be counting on you for protection Miss Summers. Duke, are you second sister you have no shame. In public throwing yourself at Duke Richard. No wonder you ran off on your wedding day. You wouldn't even bow so you had it all planned to find a better catch. That Miss Charlotte is so bold getting all cozy with Duke Richard in public. She's a jilted bride after all.

So shameless. She is a disgrace to the manner. She is the one it was clearly me who leaned on Miss Charlotte. Are you all blind? How kind Duke. For the manner's sake you're sparing my sister public shame. I admire your generosity. But being so considerate might give my sister the wrong idea. If she latches on to you because of this that would be a problem. A problem? My affairs are none of your concern. You're projecting sister. After all I'm not like you. I don't throw myself at men. Just to become crown princess you'd do anything. Sister how could you say that about me and Edward? You must have misunderstood me. Charlotte you've gone too far.

Lydia was only trying to help warning you to protect your reputation and you repay her with this? Every word is a jab. Have you no manners at all? The crown prince has been played for a fool and he's still counting the money. So foolish. I wonder what future you have. What do you mean? What do I mean? Crown prince think carefully. When you were gravely injured, crippled, and a broken man, my sister just happened to disappear. Now that you've recovered and have a bright future, my sister just happened to return. Isn't that a little fault?

Since you won't admit it, then why, after you returned, knowing full well I was engaged to the crown prince, did you become his servant just to stay by his side? And now you've even taken the crown princess title and made it your own. And I... I just couldn't let go of Edward. Is that a crime? You're not wrong. All of this. To say my sister never plotted? Not even a fool would believe that. Now that you mention it, it is a little too convenient. When the crown prince was crippled, she disappeared. When he recovered, she came back. That's way too convenient, isn't it? If that's true, then this crown princess's tactics are truly masterful. Sister, why are you slandering me like this?

Edward, my love for you is plain deceit. You don't doubt me, do you? You don't doubt me, do you? When Miss Lydia Summers is cornered, she never explains, she just cries. Exactly. If she's innocent, why not just come out and explain it all? Always crying, it just makes her look guilty. What good her tears prove your innocence? Damn it! I was going to make Charlotte look like a gold digger for clinging to Duke Richard. But that wretch dared to turn the tables, making me the suspect. My dear sister, losing your composure already? The show's just begun. Lydia, tell me, back then, were you really kidnapped, and did you really learn medicine? Edward, why don't you believe me?

I swear to heaven, every word I've said is true. If you don't believe me, I... what's the point of living? If I pretend to die to prove my innocence, the crown prince will not only believe me, but he'll also make Charlotte take the blame for driving her sister to death. My leg, it hurts. Has the silver remedy pill worn off? No, impossible. It's only been a few days. The crown prince's old injury has flared up. Someone get the royal physician. Edward, are you all right? What's wrong? Lydia, didn't you say you cured my leg? Why, why does it hurt so much? I, I don't know. It must be my sister. She delayed Edward's recovery. That's why it's flaring up again. Quick, save me.

What's wrong with Prince Sterling? It still hurts. Lydia, save me. How could this happen? Was the medicine not strong enough? Eat up. Have a few more, so you can meet your maker sooner. Edward, are you feeling better? Lydia, what's going on? Wasn't my leg already healed? Why does it hurt so much? Don't worry, Edward. It must be because Charlotte upset you. It's all because my sister is a poor doctor. She delayed your recovery. If she hadn't treated you for three years and failed to heal your leg, it wouldn't be this fragile. If I'd known, I never should have let that wretch treat my leg. Wasted three years and only made it worse.

Thankfully, Lydia came back safe and with such great medical skills. Otherwise, this leg of mine would have been ruined by that wretch. It's not my doing. It's because you're so blessed, Edward. That's why you're safe. Don't worry. I'm here. I won't let you suffer again. Lydia, I'm so glad I have you. At most, two more attacks. The silver remedy pill's painkiller will completely stop working on Edward. Then, his leg will feel like it's being eaten by ants. Unbearable pain. I can't wait. What's happening? Wasn't my leg already healed? Why is the wound festering again? Lydia, didn't you say your medicine would cure it? How could this happen? Edward, please calm down.

Sis, it must be because my sister didn't treat your wound properly. That's why it's flared up. My sister's medical skills are so poor, but she wanted the credit, so she dared to treat you. It's just outrageous. Slandering me? You're so quick to make things up. You're a disappointment, sister. This wound was treated by the chief royal physician, Dr. Grant himself. Are you saying Dr. Grant's skills are poor? Dr. Grant is the king's own chief physician. Your words, sister, are questioning his majesty. Are you saying he's blind? That he'd appoint an incompetent as chief physician? No, that's not it. I didn't mean that. I was just talking about my sister. I never meant anything about Dr. Grant.

Miss Lydia, since you question my medical skills, you must be a master yourself. Then tell us, how would you treat his highness's festering wound? The flesh here is already rotting. No matter how we treat it, the rotting flesh can't be saved. I believe we must doing? Scrape the crown prince's flesh? This is just too please trust me. I may not be a master's disciple but I have studied medicine for three years. My master is also a renowned medical expert. He has treated patients like this before. The wound is rotting, the flesh is dead. If we don't scrape it off, the antidote can't penetrate, and the poison will never be fully cured.

So if we scrape this flesh off, will my leg ever be the same again? Yeah, if they scrape my

flesh

off, will the crown prince ever walk again? I am afraid he'll be completely cut off. Charlotte, you were the one who treated me, so tell me now, will Lydia's method work? Your highness, this leg, I'm afraid it's a lost cause. Sister, how could you say that about Edward? I'm just trying to be helpful. If you chop off both legs now, perhaps your highness might just save his life. How dare you? Guards, slap this wretch's mouth. Let's see who dares to touch her. Uncle, she cursed me so viciously and you're still protecting her? Aren't you afraid Father King will find out and punish you? You can't tell right from wrong. You'll reap what you sow.

If you think I'm being unfair, go ahead and tell the King. You. Edward, let's focus on your leg first. Lydia, do we really have to cut the flesh? My leg, will it ever be the same? I can't bear to do this either. But to cure you, Edward, the only way to the poison is this one. Doctor, is there another way? Please consider it carefully. Think it through. The doctor is trying to warn him. Too bad, he won't listen, that stubborn fool. Lydia, are you sure cutting the flesh will cure my leg? You gave me something before, the silver remedy pill, but I still relapsed. If after the surgery, what if I relapse again? You're mistaken, Edward.

The reason you relapsed is definitely because my sister delayed your treatment back then. That's why, after the surgery, if you take another silver remedy pill, you'll be completely cured. Damn you, Charlotte, it's all your fault for delaying my treatment. Otherwise, I wouldn't have to suffer like this. How unreasonable, your highness. When you were crippled, I stood by you and treated you and helped you walk again. Even if I get no credit, I deserve some thanks, and now I'm the one who deserves to die, you're a complete ingrate. You only did it to become my crown princess. It was all an act. Thinking back, if you hadn't pretended to treat me, my leg would have healed faster.

It's all your fault. Is that so? Fine, then. I hope you never come begging me to save your life. I'd rather be a dog than beg you. Save your strength, your highness, so my sister can cut your flesh. Don't you dare talk back. Guards, take me to the side hall. What's wrong, Duke? Still watching? Of course. The real show is just beginning. If the crown prince is harmed, his majesty will blame us. Then let's invite his majesty here. Let him see for himself how his son is bringing about his own ruin. Good. Guards, go get his majesty. Yes, sir. What are you doing? Your majesty! The crown prince's legs suddenly flared up. Miss Lydia is treating him. Treating him? Nonsense!

What kind of treatment requires a knife? Your majesty, his old wound was neglected. The poison has spread. It's irreversible. We must cut out the rotting flesh to fully heal his leg. speak, your majesty. Cutting out the poison, unheard of. I strongly advised against it, your majesty, but the crown prince, he insisted on trusting Miss Lydia. I was powerless. You are the crown prince, yet you're so gullible. You've crippled yourself. How can you inherit the throne? Father, please calm down. I will get better. Please trust Lydia. She will cure me. your majesty. As the crown princess, I swear to heaven that I have a way to heal the crown prince. Let's see then. What's your plan?

My god, the crown prince's leg won't stop bleeding. Lydia! Lydia, what's happening? Quick, save me! With a wound this severe, even the silver remedy pill is useless. Edward Sterling's title is as good as gone. How could this happen? impossible. The silver remedy pill stops pain and bleeding. Why isn't it working? Miss Lydia, what did you just say? So this pill isn't an antidote, but just a painkiller? No wonder the crown prince seemed to recover. It was just masking the pain. What you've done is only worsening his condition. I didn't! The silver remedy pill is a miracle drug. I don't know what's happening. since you came back. You've been caring for him, and he's only gotten worse.

My leg hurts. Help me! Charlotte, Charlotte, you always saved me with acupuncture. Quick, do it again! You refused my treatment before, your highness. You trusted my sister instead. Now that it's come to this, there's nothing I can do. I remember. I once gathered a healing herb for the crown prince. I gathered two of them. The other one is at Summer's Manor. Someone, go get the healing herb now. Is it the one from the drawing I gave to Miss Lydia? The one in the picture? Yes. And this herb, will it work? Your majesty, if we can get the herb, it will surely save his leg. Guards, go get it, now. Yes, sire. I must save the crown prince.

I can't let the crown princess title that's almost mine go to that wretch starlet. Your majesty, enough formalities. Bring the remedy, now. Your highness, quick, take the remedy. You'll be cured. Hold on. Dr. Grant, why are you stopping me? So this is your remedy? Just like the one you gave him last time. It's the same one. Yes, I picked this by the cliff. There were only two. Nonsense. Dr. Grant, what do you mean? But I followed the drawing you gave me. The remedy I drew has a fuzzy root. Does your remedy have that? So what if it doesn't? Isn't it the same thing? How could they possibly be the same? What you picked isn't a remedy at all. It's poison. That's a lie. Impossible.

It's called the seven-day poison. What's the seven-day poison? These two plants look almost identical. But the poison's root is smooth and hairless. While the real remedy's root has a fine layer of fuzz. I told Miss Lydia Summers this. Have you forgotten? I was so focused on beating Charlotte. I wasn't really listening. What happens when this poison is taken? Your majesty, the seven-day poison is slow acting. weaker and the hair will fall out. Slowly the skin will start to rot, especially on the wounded areas. Now I remember. No wonder on the crown prince's wedding day he suddenly lost all his hair and his old wounds flared up. I was so confused.

Miss Charlotte had already cured the crown prince. How could it suddenly flare up? So Lydia Summers is the one who harmed the crown prince. She's the culprit. She's a jinx. No wonder his old wounds flared up and his healed wounds festered. So it wasn't the old poison. It was a new one. The seven day poison. Losing all my hair. Wounds festering. Lydia! You're supposed to be a skilled healer. Why? Why? You can't even tell a remedy from a poison. No that's not it. It's not my fault. It's all the royal physician's fault for not being clear. At this point, are you still trying to shift the blame? If Dr. Grant had been clear, how could I have picked the wrong one? Watch your words, Miss Lydia.

When I gave my instructions, there were six servants present. If you don't believe me, you can call them in to testify. Let's see if I was unclear or if you just weren't paying attention. Then it's Charlotte's fault. She's Dr. Ashford's own disciple, the apprentice of the world's greatest healer. She could clearly tell the remedy was fake, but she said nothing. She did it on purpose. You found the remedy and guarded it like a treasure. You wouldn't even let me look at it. And you accused me of trying to steal it. So how was I supposed to tell if it was real or fake? Edward, you have to believe me. This is all Charlotte's plot. She's jealous you favor me. Jealous I'm the crown princess.

So she deliberately didn't expose that the herb was fake. You can't be hurt. And as Dr. Ashford's disciple, when you were poisoned, why didn't she treat you? She wanted to watch you suffer. She wanted to watch you suffer. Lydia was right. Charlotte, you could have saved me. You knew. That silver remedy pill was poisoned. Why didn't you say anything? How forgetful, your highness. You were poisoned on our wedding day. No one dared to treat you. But I was the first to step forward to treat you. But you chose Lydia's silver remedy pill yourself and rejected my cure. Lydia is a master's disciple. Her skills are far above yours. I trusted her. Edward, you had a way out. But you chose death.

You can't blame me for that. Why? Why? How could I be so stupid to have believed Lydia? Your highness, I'm just not as skilled as my sister. But my desire to save you was genuine. Your highness, enough. The crown prince's legs won't stop bleeding and all you do is point fingers. If the crown prince dies, everyone here will be buried with him. Spare us, your majesty! Your majesty, I will treat the crown prince. Edward, death is too good for you. I'll make you a cripple for the rest of your life. Forever in regret and suffer endlessly. Are you afraid of death or do you truly want to save him? Though I have my differences with the crown prince, but a life is at stake.

As a physician, I cannot let him die. Charlotte, I knew it. You have a good heart. I was wrong before. I misunderstood you. You have to save the crown prince. Miss Charlotte is forgiving her enemies. Truly admirable. Good. You have my permission. What is it? Having second thoughts? I have no regrets, but I have a request, your majesty. Speak. Your majesty, the poison has reached his bones. To save his life, the only way is to amputate his legs. Charlotte is Dr. Ashford's apprentice. She must be telling the truth. Compared to his life, losing his legs is nothing. Fine. I agree. No, don't father, no. Guards. Edward. Edward, wake up. Charlotte, you're so vicious.

How could you want to saw off Edward's legs? No, if he loses his legs, Edward can't be the crown prince, and he'll never be king. Then my title will be for nothing. Your majesty, he's lost too much blood. If we delay any longer, he'll bleed to death before we can amputate. saw. Guards, bring a saw. It's a bit dull. Thanks. Edward Sterling, you owe me from my past life. It's time to pay up. Don't be afraid. I've sealed your meridians. You can't make a sound or move to stop you from resisting and causing more harm. Don't worry. I'll be very careful and take my time. Her hatred for Edward Sterling. Why is it so deep? Is it just because of betrayal? She must have more secrets.

Edward Sterling, I cured your legs in my past life. Now give them back to me. Now we're even. But being even isn't enough. For the rest of your life, I want you to suffer endlessly. Unable to live. Unable to die. Your Majesty, I've cured the Crown Prince. To stop the bleeding, he can be taken back to his residence to rest. Guards, take the Crown Prince home. Leaving so soon, sister? We have some unfinished business. My King. Writhe, Charlotte Summers, you've brought these two to the court. What is your purpose? Your Majesty, this is Granny Lewis and this is her granddaughter Lucy. Three years ago they were attacked by bandits, sold to a brothel and suffered greatly.

And the one who ordered the bandits was Lydia Summers, who disappeared that year. Your Majesty, it's her. My son saved her out of kindness, but she repaid us with evil. She ruined my family and took my granddaughter. Please, Your Majesty, seek justice for us. You you're lying. Your Majesty, I don't even know them. Charlotte I've kept it hidden for three years. Your Majesty, this shoe is the one my sister left behind by the river when she disappeared. It's a perfect match for the one in Granny Lewis' hand. We have witnesses and evidence. Lydia Summers, what do you have to say for yourself? So what if I did it? When Edward Sterling became crippled, I didn't want to marry a cripple.

they saw me. Of course I had to silence them. How ungrateful and utterly shameless. Guards, drag this vicious woman out and execute her. Your Majesty, please calm down. Lydia was just confused. She didn't mean it. Please, your majesty, have mercy. Fare her life. As her brother, you failed to raise her, and you dare plead for her. Guards, strip Charles Summers of all his titles. Make him a commoner, banish him from the capital at once, and never serve again. Charlotte, please, say something for me. I was wrong. I should have pleaded for her. Charlotte! Your majesty, wait. Are you pleading for her? I loathe such a foolish, clueless fool. You misunderstand, your majesty.

I just think that letting her die now is letting her off too easy. She should atone for her sins before she dies. What do you mean? The crown prince was crippled because of her. She should be his slave, serving him for the rest of her life. Granted. Brother, I have another matter to bring to you. What is it? And who is this? He's a crown prince's shadow guard. Recently Miss Charlotte and I were seeking medicine on Heartbreak Mountain, but he led men to hunt us down. We barely survived. Please brother, grant me justice. He was carrying this, a token unique to the crown prince's residence. Edward Sterling is incompetent and immoral. He's unfit to be crown prince.

Effective immediately, he is stripped of his title and made a commoner. Also, strip Lydia Summers of her title as crown princess. Demote her to the lowest servant. She water. You have no legs, but you still have hands, don't you? If not for you, wretch, I wouldn't be legless. You're like this because you're an idiot. I gave you the medicine and you took it. I said something and you believed it. If you had any brains, you wouldn't have ended up like this. You vicious woman. Me? Vicious? Edward Sterling, you think you're healed me and trusted me only because I was young and beautiful and knew how to please you. At the end of the day, you're just a selfish, heartless scumbag.

Why didn't you just die out there? If you hadn't come back, Charlotte would have already healed my legs and I'd still be the mighty crown prince. Why would I be locked up here? I had it so good You little minx finally letting me in. See that? Even trapped in here I can still have my fun. Unlike you, a cripple. I'm a million times better. Wretch, you'll die a terrible death. Guards! Guards? Do you still think you're in the crown prince's residence? What a fool. I'm off to have my fun. You can just suffer here. Loser. I'll kill you. I will kill you. Watching them tear each other apart is always a treat. I'm curious why you hate them so much. Well, it's my secret.

I can't tell you yet, Your Grace. Here's the second antidote. Thank you. Had your fill of the show, we should go. Then, Your Grace, would you see me home? Die. All of you die. Miss, the villa outside the capital caught fire last night. Lydia Summers and her lover were burned to death. The crown prince... No, he's a commoner now. He barely survived, but his face is ruined. He can only move his eyes and mouth. Looks like this dog eat dog show is finally over. Oh, and he sent word. He wants to see you. See me? I'd like to see what trick he's up to. Wendy, take this to the Duke's estate. Give it to Duke Richard. Yes, I'll go at once. I knew it. Charlotte, you still care.

I'm just here to laugh at you. Look at you now. It's a joy to see. Why? Why wouldn't you save me? So you were reborn too. Why? Why this time didn't you save me? Because you're not worthy. If you had saved me, I wouldn't have ended up like this. This is all your fault. Have you ever thought that all of this was your own choice? What? In our past life, even though you married Lydia as your consort, you chose my remedy. With my help, you were the one who won. But this time, you completely chose Lydia. How was I to haunt her even in death? You still refuse to repent. You blame everyone else for your mistakes. But it's fine. I'll be the bigger person. What do you mean?

A heartless, cold-blooded man like you deserves to be with a woman like Lydia, a venomous, vicious wretch, bound together for all eternity. When you die, I'll bury you together. In your next life, you'll never escape her. This life, I'll live for myself. No more sacrificing for others. Marcus said that women love flowers, so I picked some from the road. But you can't give someone chrysanthemums. Are you cursing me, Duke? Sorry, I forgot. It's fine. These chrysanthemums, they actually suit my mood. Let's call it a tribute to my past life and its sorrows. Finally, a new