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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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FIGHT AND FLIGHT

The princesses dragged Hu Nayin - two burly soldiers clutched her small body so that she was powerless to escape - into a large room. The room was dark, eerie, and filled with various kinds of torture devices.

The two soldiers seated Hu Nayin roughly on a rickety and rotten iron chair. "Aaah!" Hu Nayin screamed as her butt sat on a rusty nail.

One of the princesses smiled. "Painful, Hu Wang Fei? But the pain is not enough to punish you. You have been so cruel by betraying Fu Wang, this is too slight for you. Just wait, there have been a lot of torture waiting for you, Hu Wang Fei, before you are finally sentenced to death!"

Another princess continued. "A female shaman is allowed to become Wang Fei, of course, it is what will happen. Female shaman should be eliminated! And the way to get rid of her is the same as getting rid of a contagious disease... burning to sterilize."

An iron was roasted, red, and hot. Hu Nayin was deathly pale. Those princesses' expressions were so cruel, she was sure they would torture her with roasted iron. She swayed back and forth, her instinct to escape, but the soldiers gripping her were too strong to fight against.

A soldier took the roasted iron, walked towards her, and now had been standing in front of her.

Ready to stick the roasted iron to her body.

Where will he stick the iron?!? Hu Nayin grew even paler, as the iron turned closer and closer to her stomach.

My child!.... No!

How dare you, want to kill my child!

I can't let this cruelty go on!

BAAAAAAANNGGG!!!

Everyone gaped in shock as she found that Hu Nayin had stood unsteadily. Her breath was panting. The chair had slammed down, and the soldiers were rolling on the ground, not only those who gripped Hu Nayin, but also the executor. The roasted iron fell beside his feet. Hu Nayin gritted her teeth. Her eyes flashed, filled with anger.

Hu Nayin turned wrath.

"How dare you, want to kill my child?" Hu Nayin picked up the roasted iron, moved forward, and had been in front of the two princesses in a second. She grabbed a princess' arm, brought the roasted iron towards her face. The princess immediately screamed in horror. "This is your own sibling, don't you know? This child has the same blood as yours! How cruel you are, I can't forgive you! I will avenge your cruelty towards my child!"

"Damn female shaman!" Another princess tried to save her sister. Hu Nayin shot the roasted iron and it soon hit her hand. Roasted, the princess immediately screamed in pain and could no longer move.

With a strange savage look, Hu Nayin returned to concentrating on smashing the roasted iron one the hostage princess' face. The cornered princess was trying hard to escape, but Hu Nayin, who had somehow gained more strength, attempted to corner her. And the roasted iron was only an inch away before it hit the princess' face.

"Don't move, Hu Wang Fei!" The arrows were shot out, smashed the roasted iron out of Hu Nayin's grip. All soldiers moved forward, tried to capture Hu Nayin. Their amount increased in multiple, this time, Hu Nayin could not move. They got closer, and now it was Hu Nayin to be in danger...

When something sped up, became her shield.

The soldiers' attacks were blown away, they were forced to retreat. Stunned, they shouted, "Commander!"

True. Wu Qi had stepped forward, became Hu Nayin's shield, and protected her.

Wu Qi quickly grasped Hu Nayin's hand. He was galloping fast, and in a moment they had run out of the room, while the soldiers who were trying to resist got knocked down, now they were rolling on the ground, groaning in pain.

Wu Qi and Hu Nayin darted out of Kaifeng Palace. Towards the darkness of the dangerous night territory.

***

Rumilie went crazy. He laughed non stop due to the overwhelming excitement that overpowered him. He laughed without ceasing; sometimes giggled, sometimes laughed, then giggled again, then laughed again. And so he was all the time.

"Hu Nayin! You really deserve to get it. I do want you to die, but your death can't be mediocre. Your husband has killed Xie Wang so viciously, and you have killed Wan Ya ruthlessly. Those cruel people like both of you should be penalized with the same cruel method. And here it is! You love Zhou Wang, and Zhou Wang will take your life! And you Zhou Wang, you will feel the torment of being betrayed by love, which won't disappear even after Hu Nayin has died!"

Rumilie kept smiling. He was very satisfied since he had managed to craft such an evil idea. Yes, it was he who actually sent Hu Nayin an anonymous letter, via Yu Mu Li La. He also sent an anonymous letter to Yun. And he had arranged the letter contents in such a way that both of them would make some conversations that enraged Zhu Su when he heard it. By the way, Rumilie was not sending the anonymous letters only to Hu Nayin and Yun. He also spread false hints in Shuanghu District - the fake clues that indirectly led Zhu Su to believe that Hu Nayin was betraying him. And to Zhu Su's daughters as well, one of their loyal maids who was successfully bribed by Yu Mu Li La directed the young princesses to follow Zhu Su to the hills where the incident happened.

These had all been designed cunningly. Such an incredible tactic, cunningly exploited the weaknesses of the human psychological state. Hu Nayin, who was easily euphoric, especially when she got the deception that Yun changed her opinion and was willing to join them. Yun, who actually had a hidden desire, that Hu Nayin would come to join her and worshiped her wholeheartedly like before. Zhu Su, who was doubtful and had a little distrust of Hu Nayin. As well as Zhu Su's daughters, who wished their father to love them completely and dump Hu Nayin.

And the critical point for the success of his strategy; Wu Qi, who had an intricate feeling that he thought only he himself knew about it, but it apparently had been estimated by Rumilie.

Without Wu Qi taking Hu Nayin out of the palace, maybe this strategy would soon fail on halfway because Zhu Su might take the initiative to listen to Hu Nayin's defense and finally released her. But Wu Qi's participation would make a big difference. Wu Qi would destroy Zhu Su's love to pieces, and even turned the love into intense hatred, which further turned a compassionate man into the cruelest man in the world. The cruelty that would ultimately harm him - and many innocent people.

"Amazing, amazing!" Rumilie's eyes glared, he ran rampant. His smile was weird. His facial expression right now could make everyone who looked at him freeze with horror. "Me? Amazing? No. It is love which is amazing. Yes, my deep love for Xie Wang, for Wan Ya. It is love! Love makes me able to do everything! Everything!!! Hahahahaha!"

Yes. Love is a double-edged sword. It can make us happy, can make us feel calm, comfortable, and even can make us overjoyed as if we have flown to Heaven. But on the other hand. Love also breeds cruelty. People commit suicide for the name of love, kill each other for the name of love, and betray and sacrifice others - also for the name of love.

Similar to Rumilie, who sacrificed Yun cruelly even though she was his ally. Even though Yu Mu Li La had already reminded him, "Sir, please reconsider it... by using this strategy we will also sacrifice Master Yun!"

"Yun also tends to be oriented towards them, she is a latent traitor. Anyone involved with them can't be pitied!"

Yet until now, Yun always showed immense loyalty to their movement. Rumilie simply slandered her and pushed her into this trap, just to ensure that this strategy could be performed perfectly. He did not even care about the possibility of Yun to be caught, brutally tortured, and executed by her enemies... he did not care about it anymore.

He just wanted this strategy to be a success.

Out there, the wind was blowing hard. The sky was pitch-black, ruled by a dark and dense night. The brightening candle finally died out. But Rumilie did not care. The darkness of the night made him laugh even louder... even louder...