The young eunuch was still quite young and hadn't gained much power in the palace, nor did he possess the ability to flaunt importance. Seeing Zhu Yu in the company of Prince Xiaoyao earlier, he was naturally even more courteous.
"My lord, you speak too distantly. Feel free to ask, and I'll tell you everything I can." He promptly smiled and responded to Zhu Yu.
"May I ask, Mr. Eunuch, what incense do you use? It smells so elegant and truly delightful. Could you tell me so I can get the same spices?" Zhu Yu inquired.
The little eunuch probably didn't expect Zhu Yu to ask about this, but being praised was pleasing. He quickly covered his mouth with his sleeve, chuckled, and shook his head: "My lord, you're joking with me. I serve the nobles, and naturally, shouldn't have perfumes of my own.
If I were to use any incense indiscriminately and the nobles disliked it, it would be a grave offense.
The scent I carry depends on the incense the nobles use.
