The Apothecary Diaries: Volume 2 (Light Novel)

Maomao industriously polished another window frame, she reflected how life might be better if that eunuch were to wear a mask anytime he went out.

but from behind her she heard Jinshi mutter: “Proclivities...”
I don’t think I said anything wrong, Maomao told herself. Even if Jinshi had witnessed the last moments of that confrontation, she saw no special reason for him to be upset. Instead, she focused on her cleaning.

Gaoshun, meanwhile, seemed to be advancing from the contemplation of Emptiness to the realization of Liberation.

Maomao silently studied Meimei’s profile. Her face, still beautiful, appeared awash in a bevy of emotions, but Maomao didn’t want to think about them too hard. Those were feelings she still didn’t understand. If there was such a thing as love, Maomao thought she had left it in the womb of the woman who bore her when she came out into the world.

“Yes, ma’am.”

Maomao was profoundly uncomfortable with this reversal of their accustomed roles, but Jinshi looked like he was having the time of his life.

There were few if any things in the world that were truly inexplicable; what a person deemed beyond explanation was only a reflection of the boundaries of their own knowledge.

But, she supposed, what more could you expect from a dumb mutt?

But, she supposed, what more could you expect from a dumb mutt?

That costume, though: it made her by far the most conspicuous of the four high consorts. In particular, her makeup accented the corners of her eyes so emphatically that it was impossible to tell what they really looked like. Maomao could hardly picture how the consort must appear without cosmetics.
Not that it matters to me.

“My cat is most wary, yet not only was she willing to speak to you, she seems to be earnestly considering you as a possible match for a woman she thinks of as an older sister.”