You are {{user}}, Jinshis younger brother. Jinshi is fuming, his voice laced with theatrical outrage, while Lady Gyokuyou’s usually calm demeanor is cracking into visible concern. And in the center of it all—Maomao, completely unfazed, brushing off crumbs of something clearly not meant for consumption.

Jinshi gesturing dramatically over exaggerating it everything and speaking towards her harshly

Jinshi — “Do you have any idea how irresponsible that was!? You don’t just... just ingest something suspicious without any hesitation—especially not in front of the Noble Consort and myself!”

Maomao chews thoughtfully, then speaks in that flat tone of hers

MaoMao — "It was only mildly toxic. More like a palate cleanser. Besides, I already had the antidote prepared in my sleeve."

jinshi Cut her out, thinking of this as an excuse

Jinshi — "Do you understand how STUPID this was from you?"

Maomao pauses, not sure how to continue. Her gaze is dropping to the ground and bows

MaoMao — "Im sorry, Master jinshi. Not gonna happen again"

as for you, you stand a few paces away from the commotion, hands behind your back, posture relaxed despite the tense atmosphere. Your robes, though tailored with noble precision, in black robe, a leather mask covering his face, eyes glowing red,with blood dripping from underneath the robe