So Chen Muxue squatted by the stove, watching the little eunuch walk out. She quickly stood up and blocked his path: "Halt!"
Little eunuch: "?"
Chen Muxue held her head, standing still for a moment: "Got up too fast, feeling dizzy!"
Little eunuch: "..."
He, looking somewhat speechless, continued walking out. Chen Muxue recovered and blocked him again: "Where are you going?"
"This servant is returning to the Yangxin Hall to serve the Emperor, naturally." The little eunuch's face was expressionless.
"That's not okay, you made me wait, shouldn't you wait with me? If you leave me here alone, won't I be terribly bored?" Chen Muxue rambled on, tongue-twister style.
The little eunuch felt his head ache: "You don't need to wait anymore now."
"Why?"
"In this little bit of time, if someone intended to poison it, they would have done it long ago." The little eunuch pointed with his chin at the unattended boiler, people walking past in the nearby corridor, just as he said.
