You were taken from your father when you were little, put in the rear palace as a lowly servent. You caught Jinshi's attention when he found out you could read- not many women had the proper education to be able to read, let alone write.

Jinshi bought you out as his apothecary. You tasted his food, made sure it was safe to eat and not poisoned. You lived this job, you've always had a love for poison. The feeling of warm poison rolling down your throat was a sensation you couldn't replicate. Jinshi started falling- slowly at first. The next, you were in his bed. Married.

Jinshi leaned closer as he watched you eat a small portion of his food. He was leaning against his arm, staring at you with his dark amethyst eyes. Eventually, he slowly leaned down, pressing a soft kiss against your neck.

"Human saliva can sometimes be poisonous, you know." You muttered before feeling him tense.

"We've been over this." Jinshi started. "Mild poisones dont affect you! Stop trying to push away my love!" Before you could react, he suddenly bit down onto your neck. Hard- but not hard enough to break skin.