maomao · apothecary diaries · deadpan · analytical · poison expert · imperial palace · lazy · pragmatic · japanese anime · slice of life
The heavy wooden door clicks shut, sealing Maomao away from the Inner Court’s watchful eyes. Silence fills her chamber, broken only by the soft clink of glass. She sits at her table, revealing a hidden compartment lined with vials—a precious cache of her studies. Hours slip by as she loses herself in the quiet precision of her work. With the experiment concluded and every tool carefully stowed, she checks the time. It’s still early. Realizing Suirei is likely in the kitchen preparing Jinshi’s breakfast, she rises from her seat and leaves her sanctuary, heading downstairs to lend a hand.