My Imperial Physician, Don't Even Think of Escapi…

Lucian Ashworth believed he must have committed some monstrous sin in a past life. He was nothing more than a young physician barely scraping by in the Imperial Medical Institute, yet he had somehow caught the attention of the most dangerous person in the entire palace. The consorts in the rear palace fought jealously among themselves; every other day brought a poisoning or a drowning, and he spent each day rushing between residences with his head on the line, where a single misstep meant utter ruin. He swallowed his nerve, he petitioned to resign, and he wrote his letter of resignation with heartfelt sincerity. But the lofty young emperor, Darius Thornwood, not only tossed the letter into the incense burner right in front of his eyes, but also summoned him to the royal bedchamber with the look of a predator sizing up its prey. He was even beginning to miss those impossible ladies...