Wormwood

Even as they drifted farther apart, his life had ultimately been stained by that bitter wormwood scent.

A Min, A Min.

He mouthed the name, catching the scent of mugwort in his nostrils, yet knowing that he was not by his side.

Scummy minister gong x frail emperor shou, gong's point of view, BE

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