Madam Lu smiled with satisfaction when she saw Fu Ling recognize her.
She thought to herself, even the most inexperienced maid should recognize her deer-head cane.
Madam Lu snorted coldly, "I always thought Yu Zhenwu was cautious in the Capital, but to indulge his servants so recklessly outside."
Fu Ling kowtowed while saying, "Madam, please understand, my young mistress has been harmed by a villain and is in critical condition.
I had no other choice but to come to Longhua Temple to set up a blessing plaque, begging Madam not to hold it against me, and to forgive Fu Ling?"
Madam Lu didn't really care about the maid being kicked, she cared about her own face. Now that Fu Ling had kowtowed until her head bled, half of Madam Lu's anger had dissipated.
After instructing someone to take the unconscious maid away for care, Madam Lu asked Fu Ling, "You said your young mistress is seriously ill?"
Hearing that Yu Yanran was seriously ill did not surprise Madam Lu at all.
