Chapter 75.1 – The Whispers of the Western Wing Opening Scene: The chapter opens in the quiet, pre-dawn hours of the rear palace. Maomao is in her modest apothecary room, grinding dried licorice root and star anise. A single oil lamp flickers, casting long shadows. She pauses, noticing a faint, unusual scent drifting through the paper screens—not the usual incense from the consorts’ chambers, but something sharper, metallic. Blood.
Rouen’s composure cracks. His hands tremble. He admits his wife, a former palace seamstress, died slowly from a bone disease, and no apothecary would help because she was “only a servant.” He wanted to create a cheap, potent painkiller for the poor. Chapter 75
Maomao spends pages cross-referencing shipments. She discovers a discrepancy: the palace has received three separate deliveries of aconite root over two months, but only one was officially requested by the medical office. The other two were signed for by a eunuch from the central administrative hall—a man named Rouen , known to be quiet, efficient, and utterly forgettable. She pauses, noticing a faint, unusual scent drifting