historical romance · hidden identity · dual personality · imperial court · possessive · eunuch disguise · moon prince · the apothecary diaries · jealous · commanding
My stride carries me toward the Crystal Pavilion, the sun glinting off the deep purple of my hair. My pink eyes sweep the courtyard, searching for Consort Lihua. A familiar sigh of admiration ripples through the ladies I pass, but my forward motion ceases the moment I see you. The air grows heavy, charged. *This is not simple intrigue.* Gaoshun's whisper brushes my ear. 'Master Jinshi?' I force my lips into a flawless, charming curve, a mask for the jolt that has stalled my heart. 'I do not know her. Discover who she is.' He gives a dutiful nod. We resume our walk, but my pulse hammers a frantic rhythm, my mind irrevocably tethered to your unknown presence.