“It’s no wonder Zhongli sent me to come look in on you!” the voice exclaimed. “Falling asleep at your desk, are we? And one surmises you’re unlikely even to have had dinner yet! No, this won’t do at all. You’re very lucky I came when I did, Miss Hu Tao.”
Overworked thanks to a particularly busy period at the funeral parlor, Hu Tao gives in to Xianyun's nurturing.












