Wang Daniang glanced at the carriage parked in the distance. Anyone from Rong City could recognize it—it was the Magistrate's carriage.
She shivered in fear: "This, this... this humble servant hasn't done anything wrong!"
Lun Yiyi was infamous for her ill temper. If you offended her, at best you'd be scolded or beaten, but if she was in a bad mood, she might throw you into jail for a while.
Who among the common folk would dare provoke her!
The two mothers wore stern expressions: "What are you afraid of? Our Lady won't eat you alive. If you answer well, she might even reward you!"
Wang Daniang didn't dare to hope for any reward—she just wanted to keep her life intact.
She dared not resist and approached the carriage, trembling.
A piercing voice from within the curtains of the carriage reached her ears: "Do you work at the Liu Residence?"
"Replying to Lady, this humble servant does odd jobs. I haven't done anything wrong; please have mercy, have mercy!"
