Could it be blocked by the screen?
Shen Chuwei thought about it, then suddenly turned around and saw Xue Huai standing behind her. Seeing his expressionless face, she thought it must be because he was in the company of the National Master every day.
"I can't see anyone."
Xue Huai, expressionless, pointed to the roof, "Then, I can only suggest going up to the roof."
Shen Chuwei raised her head to take a glance. The height of an ancient building's story was much taller than that of a modern one.
She looked troubled, "I can't get up there."
Xue Huai asked again, "Do you need help?"
Shen Chuwei waved her hand, "Forget it, I'll just wait here obediently."
"Okay," Xue Huai agreed and then stepped back.
Shen Chuwei had a little eunuch bring over a small stool. She sat down on it and took a pastry from her sleeve, planning to eat while she waited.
Xue Huai came over with some tea and pastries, placing them in front of her.