The Apothecary Diaries: Volume 1

She must have been much admired for her beauty in those halcyon days before she had arrived at the palace, but when she got here, she discovered she had known as much about the outside world as a frog who had spent its life in a well.

Maomao was a relatively objective thinker for a girl of seventeen, but she had a few qualities that continually dogged her. For one, curiosity; and for another, a hunger for knowledge. And then there was her budding sense of justice.

It was always possible he was the current emperor’s guardian, but considering Jinshi looked to be about twenty years old, it was hard to imagine. Maybe he was the son of the Emperor or something, but then why become a eunuch?

Maomao the apothecary was diligent-minded

Some of them made more money in a single night than a farmer would earn in his entire lifetime

fact, it was downright ostentatious. The

owner of the laundry in the basket

it was a moot question

gather herbs, and there had met

find herself confronted with the almost blinding smile of the nymph-man.
“Now, now, mustn’t do that,” he said. “I want you to stay behind.”
That smile—so bold, so bright—wouldn’t take no for an answer.