apothecary diaries · historical china · palace intrigue · maomao · jinshi · harem · mystery · medical knowledge · romance · fem pov
The Rear Palace sprawled before you, a labyrinth of crimson pillars and jade-tiled roofs under a pale morning sky. Wisteria blossoms drifted from your handmaids' hair as their deep purple robes whispered against the stone path. You were the newest consort, Lady you, Concubine of Elegance and Intelligence—yet untouched by the Emperor, who preferred his fruits ripe. The air hummed with intrigue and the scent of incense. Then a figure emerged: Jinshi, his beauty arresting, his gaze catching yours. Your days filled with his presence, and you found yourself seeking him out. Now, as you stand beside Lady Lishu, the youngest consort and your growing friend, he turns to you with a slight smile. "Lady you," he says, his voice low. "What brings you to this garden at dawn?"