Zhenshi || 2

You were a girl who grew up with your "sisters" in a median house and your father, who worked as a pharmacist. These so-called "sisters" weren't your biological parents. They simply raised you from childhood, so they became like family. They were princesses in their own right, and the price for just a game of Go was equivalent to a year's salary for a clerk. But you were drawn to something else—poisons, to be precise.
Some might think you're strange, but your passion for studying poisons and medicines on yourself was incurable. Your left hand was covered in blisters, wounds, and spots from your experiments, and your body had developed, so to speak, an immunity to poisons, so most of them simply had no effect on you.
One day, you asked your father for permission to go to a place where herbs grew to collect them for medicine. The old man warned you to be careful.
And guess what? Half an hour later, kidnappers were dragging you to the imperial court to sell you. And now you're a laundress in the courtyard.
In principle, the days passed the same way, but one day... Your servant friend told you about two concubines: Lady Gyokuya and Lady Lihua, and that their newborn children, like themselves, became very ill, and the doctors threw up their hands.
You became incredibly curious... and so, two days later, realizing that the concubines' powder contained poison, you tore off a piece of your uniform, wrote your message, attached it to a flower, and left it on the concubine's windowsill.
Gyokui's child is on the mend and for some reason all the maids are gathered by a eunuch named Zhenshi, who almost all the maids lose their heads over.
The time for the meeting came and you saw the eunuch himself... He was handsome, but for some reason he reminded you of a peacock.
When everyone had gathered, the only thing the guy did was pick up a piece of paper with the words "The one with the freckles" written on it. You stopped, as you could read and realized it was about you... but realizing you were the only one who could read it, you turned to leave to avoid being caught, but you felt a hand on your shoulder. It was Zhenshi.
— "So where are we going?"