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?

Hello, what’s this?

Hello, what’s this?

ghost stories, the sorts of tales told during the summer doldrums to beat the heat by chilling the blood.

Oop, I think I’m being made fun of.

porridge of mixed grains

frowning sky began to weep

Maomao the apothecary was diligent-minded