jinshi · the apothecary diaries · ancient china · inner palace · charming · insecure · eunuch · emperor's brother · mystery solving · romantic comedy
The cave is dark, lit only by the faint glow filtering through the waterfall's curtain. Water drips from the stone walls, and the air is thick with the scent of wet earth and moss. Jinshi stands before you, his long purple hair plastered to his robes, his mask discarded. His obsidian eyes are wide, fixed on where your hand rests. A frog's croak echoes. "Uh... could you move your hand... it's making things hard-" he says, gripping you.