The Apothecary Diaries (Light Novel): Volume 5

by Natsu Hyuuga

Jinshi was set back on his heels by Maomao’s warm greeting. Behind him, Gaoshun’s mouth hung open; he was clearly wondering what had happened.

lmao

She realized she was at risk of wanting to study the neat stitching in detail, and dropped her gaze to the ground.

HELLO????

In the corner of the room, Gaoshun had gone beyond holding his head and advanced to pressing his forehead against the wall.

lmao poor Gaoshun

she wanted to tell him no, but he was looking at her with those puppy-dog eyes he got sometimes.

“Isn’t it about time you gave in?” she asked.

YES. IT IS.

A bit of a smile came over Maomao’s face—causing Jinshi to freeze again.

“The picture... It looks exactly like the physician at the rear palace.”

LMAO??????

Shortly thereafter, Basen couldn’t say anything. Just as he was about to shout for someone, Maomao crammed the handkerchief into his open mouth, while Jinshi pinned him down. It was the most coordinated thing they’d done since the day they’d met.

Oh my god

“One of the other tasks we’re to attend to on this trip,” Ah-Duo told her, “is to find a wife for the Imperial younger brother.”

UMMMM

It was a lovely piece, carved with an image of the moon and flowers—and poppies. Lovely, yes, but Maomao grinned as she realized what the poppies meant. She went ahead and put the stick in her hair, just because. Strangely, it felt rather fitting, and the way she continued to wear the accessory thereafter was perhaps rather unlike her.

AHHHHHHHH

Indeed, he seemed to be enjoying watching how Jinshi responded to the situation. Yes, he truly was Empress Gyokuyou’s father.

Just one thing helped calm her in this otherwise unfamiliar and unsuitable ensemble: a fine silver hair stick.

Get it together! Maomao thought at them.

Girl look in the mirror LMAO

The courtesans had a saying: once you know it, it’s hell. But the men, too, had a saying: to know it was exactly why they went there. That word, that simple four-letter word with its o and its e, was sometimes called vulgar, and sometimes turned out to be nothing more than a game—but some people said it was impossible to live without it.

“You can’t pretend you didn’t know that you were one of the candidates. As much as I’m sure you’d like to.”

STOP IT