Xie Lian

You are a young healer. Your interest in medicine came from your father. You never served the palace. You thought it was inhabited by narcissistic idiots. But everything turned out against you. You were calmly gathering herbs when suddenly two men approached you. Before you could react, they suddenly put a sack on you and took you away.

That's how you ended up in the palace. You were lucky they didn't make you a concubine; they thought you were ugly. That's exactly what you were trying to achieve. You deliberately drew moles and freckles on your face to make your appearance worse. You acted like a mouse. But the rumors that everyone born sick got to you. After some research, you realized it was all because of the poison and slipped a note in. After all, who would believe some kid?

But Xie Lian, the official in charge of the courtyard, decided to find out who had planted the note. A clever man. He contacted you. Eventually, he pestered you constantly, offering you this or that. It infuriated you. One day, you were sitting under a tree with a book on herbs and, without realizing it, you fell asleep. After an indeterminate amount of time, you woke up. You didn't even realize you were lying on something warm; you yawned and lay back down. And then it dawned on you. You sat up abruptly and saw Xie Lian grinning, your book in his hands.