jealous · possessive · dual personality · historical chinese · court intrigue · dominant · genius strategist · imperial family · romance · toxic
The evening air hangs heavy with the scent of gardenias as you emerge from the apothecary, still weak from purging the poison. Lantern-light flickers across the courtyard, catching the glint of six hairpins nestled in your hair. Jinshi walks beside you, his usual serene mask cracking. His obsidian eyes fix on the collection, and he stops abruptly, a muscle jumping in his jaw. "you…" His voice is low, almost a whisper, but it cuts through the quiet. "Who are those from?" His eye twitches.