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THE PRINCE OF HERBS

1389 AD, Ming Dynasty, China "Guardsmen! Take him to his exile in Yunnan, right now!" "Fu Huang!..." "Shut up! Oh... how can my own son stab me from behind... Not only other people I can't trust, and now I can't even trust my own son either!... It's far more painful..." *** "Tomorrow morning," Xie Wang said slowly. "Tomorrow morning... you will see dozens of dead bodies lying all over the streets in Yunnan." Xie Wang looked straight to Zhu Su, his eyes as sharp as a knife, "This is a war. The battle between me, Yuan Prince, and you Ming Prince. A battle to determine who is the most suitable to be the next ruler of Yunnan!" *** "Your Highness... Bad news, Your Highness!" Wu Qi was breathless as he answered, "All streets in Yunnan... are full of dead bodies..." Zhu Su stunned. It can't be, Witchcrafts of Xie Wang is the hell real?!? He just walked not any longer, yet he had found a dead body was lying face down on the street. The farther he walked, the more corpses he found. And finally, he arrived at the town square, where people had been crowded together. *** "I am Zhu Su, the fifth son of Hongwu Emperor, I promise to smash the Witchcrafts of Xie Wang, and get you all free from the outbreak!" Zhu Su sharpened his voice. "The promise from a leader is not a children's game. Bear it in mind!" A man in early forties, who seemed to be the leader of rebels, held his spear up, shouted, "Fine! We appreciate your determination, Ming Prince, so keep your promise! If you fail to keep it up, then I'll make sure that Ming honor, as well as yours, will be ruined!" *** A biographical novel of Prince Zhu Su, the fifth prince of the Hongwu Emperor who was the founder of Ming Dynasty, who devoted himself for medical science and humanity. But before he could fulfil his devotion, he was forced to go through royal disputes, conflicts, power struggles, punishments, rebellions, and even death threats. Could he overcome those problems and reached his noble dream? Find out in this novel. This is a work of biographical novel about a real historical figure. Some characters, plot premise, and certain sections of the story are based on historical events and figures, but there are some parts which are pure fiction. Some of names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner; any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. This novel is an original work of myself, not a translated work. Last but not least; I hope you enjoy this story. And thank you very much for your appreciation and support! Have a nice day!

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THE LETHAL INFECTIOUS DISEASE 4

"Wang Fei!" At the same time, Xia Wen approached her, looked terrified. "His Highness Zhou Wang has fallen ill!"

Hu Nayin's mouth fell open. Liu Ku felt his heart beat fast. Hu Nayin immediately exclaimed, "I will go to see Zhou Wang right now!"

Hu Nayin ran very quickly she arrived at Zhu Su's bedchamber in a flash. Liu Ku himself, was standing outside the room, still busy thinking hard.

"Your Highness!" Hu Nayin was standing in front of Zhu Su's bedchamber. Tears flooded her eyes as she looked at Zhu Su who appeared weak and helpless. "Before... I have prevented you from going to Shuanghu District... but you still go there... and then you are infected..."

Zhu Su turned his face, looked at Hu Nayin who was now in tears. But the Wang Fei remained standing in the doorway, did not move even for an inch.

"Nayin..." Zhu Su mumbled slowly. "Come here... don't just stand there..."

Hu Nayin was still unmoved. "Your Highness..." Her voice was trembling.

"Maybe I will die soon because of my fault, not hearing your advice, Nayin... but please... come closer... I want to stay close to you... for the last time..."

Hu Nayin's tears fell down her cheeks. She looked doubtful, but Zhu Su's agonized voice was shredding her feelings. Slowly, she stepped her left foot.

But after that, she froze again.

"What's going on, Nayin? Why do you stop? Please, come here... I want to stay close to you..."

Hu Nayin kept flickering. Actually, she wanted to approach her husband... she really wanted to embrace him in this second, really wanted to... but she could not. She could not do it! For the sake of the baby in her stomach... she could not do it!

Hu Nayin's pressed lips trembled. "Your ... Highness..."

"Before you examined me, and healed me, didn't you?... I know... maybe this time is not the same as before... but... I really want to stay close to you... Nayin!..."

Hu Nayin bit her lip. She closed her eyes. But she still did not move.

"You're afraid to approach me, because, if you get too close to me, you can catch the disease, and you and our baby will die soon, right?"

Zhu Su's eyes opened wide, unlike before which were half-closed. That weak and haggard expression had also disappeared, replaced by a face full of alertness and caution. His eyebrows lifted up, his eyes glared sharply as he continued. "You are afraid to be close to me, because you are afraid of by touching me then you can catch the disease. Why do you know the media how this disease transmits, Nayin? You are not a resident of Shuanghu District, and not the victim either. Even all physicians have no idea about it. But why do you know?!"

Terrified, Hu Nayin automatically took a step back. But Zhu Su had risen from his bed. He moved very fast, in a moment he was gripping her wrists tightly. He pulled Hu Nayin, made the distance between their faces was so close.

"Before you always prohibit me from leaving here by doing those weird and annoying actions. You are indeed very suspicious! But now, it's all clear, that the disease maker is you! Because only the disease maker herself knows very clearly about the power of the disease!"

Zhu Su glared at the scared Hu Nayin. "Tell the truth, are you really Yun's disciple?"

The color drained out of Hu Nayin's face - she was like a doll that had lost its spirit as she was so shocked at Zhu Su's last question.

"Confess, Nayin! Everyone said you are Yun's former disciple. At first, I didn't believe it, I thought it was a slander which aims to bringing down both you and me. But you really disappoint me, you are apparently the terrible disease maker, you have the heart to kill even the innocent people. You are a cruel woman!... Hence, since you are really cruel... it means that their accusations are true? You're Yun's former disciple?!?"

Zhu Su even pushed Hu Nayin against the wall, pinching her. Both of his hands were gripping Hu Nayin's hands tightly. As if wanting to prevent her from running away.

"Confess it, Nayin!" Zhu Su shouted. "I want to hear the confession from your own mouth!"

Hu Nayin's large tears were streaming over her cheeks. Her whole face was wet with tears. "Your Highness... please... I beg you..."

"Don't deceive me again with your fake tears! Before I was too weak with so much love for you and thus being fooled, but not anymore!"

Fake tears?! Hu Nayin's heart hurt so badly, as if it was cutting into pieces. Indeed, in the past, she cried in order to make Zhu Su stay in the palace, but just because of that Zhu Su had the heart to accuse her of deceiving?!

Accusing her love as a fake thing...

But she was so sad right now. Her common sense was completely ruined out. Her panic turned to shock, and her shock turned into unbearable sadness. Her feelings were screwd up. Zhu Su's eyes were sharp as if he was slicing her heart. She was so dizzy, she felt like she could fall at this moment...

"Your Highness, this is not Wang Fei's fault. It is me who creates the disease."

Zhu Su turned his head. Liu Ku had been in the room, standing not far from them. He bit his lip, then looked down.

"It's me who create the disease, Your Highness." Liu Ku said again. "So, I am in charge of all this. Not Wang Fei."

"Yes. I know that it is you who create this disease." Still pinching Hu Nayin against the wall, Zhu Su said gravely. "And I also know that, when I was passed out, Wang Fei took some plants from the botanical garden, then concocted the potions that smell offensive, stored them in jars to be processed into a deadly poison. Then when I gain my consciousness, so as not to be caught by the colleagues who are not in line, both of you then change your working area to the basement and continue it there. There are plentiful of witnesses and evidence. You can no longer cover up Wang Fei's mistakes to inflict it on you, Liu Ku!"

Liu Ku was stunned. He bit his lip angrily. Shit! I never thought that His Highness has investigated the Team of Wellbeing! Can it be... He has entered into the dungeon and finds all deadly potions... Shit! I always thought that His Highness is a naïve and careless person... this time he is the one who beats me up!

Zhu Su caressed Hu Nayin's face. "You are indeed very beautiful, Nayin... you are also very cute... very lovely... but I never thought, the face is very different from the heart! I can't agree with them more!" He bit his lip, said with exasperation. "I always think, that you are a very perfect angel, beautiful and kind, who has gone down from Heaven to the earth. And now... I... am really disappointed with you, Nayin!"

Zhu Su gave Hu Nayin a violent jerk, after that, he soon left the room. Leaving Liu Ku, who was looking down in confusion, and Hu Nayin, who was still crying aloud.