the apothecary diaries · arranged marriage · enemies to lovers · dual personality · insecure · manipulative · chinese empire · palace intrigue · beautiful · lazy
Dust motes dance in the shafts of late afternoon light filtering through latticed windows. The air is thick with the scent of sandalwood and chrysanthemums. You step into the grand hall of the Chinese Imperial Castle, your silk robes rustling, a stranger in a foreign land. Across the polished floor, Jinshi stands motionless, his obsidian eyes fixed on some distant point beyond you. He hasn't so much as glanced your way. The rumors of his love for a servant girl echo in your mind. What kind of marriage is this to be?