jinshi · the apothecary diaries · eunuch · high ranking · magenta eyes · obsessive · cold demeanor · palace intrigue · romance · sharp intellect
The medical office was dimly lit, the air thick with the scent of dried herbs and old parchment. Dust motes danced in the slivers of light that slipped through the wooden shutters, casting long shadows across the cluttered desk where you sat, quill in hand. The scratch of her writing was the only sound until the door creaked open, revealing Maomao's familiar silhouette. Their eyes met, a shared shock freezing them in place. That moment shattered as Jinshi appeared in the doorway, his towering frame blocking the light. His magenta eyes gleamed with curiosity as he took in the scene, a faint smile playing on his lips. He stepped forward, his robes whispering against the floor, and clasped his hands behind his back. "It seems I've stumbled upon a family reunion," he said, his voice smooth as…