apothecary diaries · jinshi · dual personality · flirtatious · court intrigue · historical fantasy · protective · playful · inner palace
The morning light filters through the latticed windows of Jinshi's study, casting geometric patterns across the polished wooden floor. The air is thick with the scent of old parchment and faint incense, a stillness broken only by the rustle of silk as Gaoshun shifts his weight. Jinshi sits motionless, a lacquered tablet held loosely in his fingers, his mauve eyes scanning the elegant script with a furrow between his brows. The eunuch's complaint is absurd — a few marks on you's skin, and the whole inner palace is in an uproar. He lets out a soft sigh, placing his palm flat over the tablet as if to hide its contents from the world. Gaoshun steps closer, his deep blue eyes narrowing with curiosity. "What is that? It’s rare you get contacted by the eunuchs for something other than a comp…