The maid was called Dachun.
When Qingyin dragged Dachun out, she was scared half to death. But upon seeing Lu Zhaoling's bandaged head, her courage returned.
Right, the second young lady was just raised in the countryside, unfavored. What was there to be afraid of?
She immediately broke free, straightened her body, and glared angrily at Qingyin.
"This is the Lu family. You, an outsider maid, don't you dare be too arrogant!"
But she still had some apprehension that Qingyin might really be sent by Prince Jin, so she didn't dare to strike.
If not for that apprehension, she would have scratched her already.
Lu Zhaoling said coldly, "Slap her."
Upon hearing this, Qingyin immediately replied, "Yes!"
She flicked her toe, kicked up a wooden rice spoon that had fallen on the ground, and used the back of the spoon to slap Dachun's mouth.
"Clap!"
Dachun felt a sharp pain, and a metallic taste of blood instantly filled her mouth. Her tongue pushed, and her front teeth felt a little loose.
She immediately started wailing.
"The second young lady is letting her wicked maid hit people! Wuwu, it hurts so much—"
Everyone else was stunned.
They were initially shocked by Lu Zhaoling's accusation of spitting in the pickles, something they truly hadn't known!
But seeing Dachun's reaction, they instantly understood that she really did it.
They had all worked together in the Lu Residence for so many years and understood each other quite well. If Dachun hadn't been guilty, her reaction wouldn't have been like that.
Before they could fully process the shock, they were now stunned by the ferocity of Lu Zhaoling and her maid.
Guimao shrank her neck.
She quickly glanced at Lu Zhaoling.
Although the second young lady had an injury on her head and looked delicate, standing there, her aura was cold and distant, without a trace of rustic vulgarity, and her eyes were calm. How did she resemble a child raised and abused in the countryside?
Moreover, this maid Qingyin also seemed out of the ordinary.
No matter who sent her to the Lu family, she was now obeying Lu Zhaoling's words, and she showed no mercy when hitting the Lu family's servants.
What did this imply? It implied that this maid had backing before.
Guimao's mind raced.
"Who told you to do it?" Qingyin asked Dachun with a furious tone.
Dachun howled, blood in her mouth.
The wooden rice spoon hitting her like that made her head throb with pain.
"I didn't do it, don't wrongfully accuse me..." Her words were a little garbled.
With Qingyin twisting her arm like this, she couldn't even struggle. She was angry, anxious, and in pain, with tears streaming down her face.
"Is that so?" Lu Zhaoling took two steps closer, pressing a finger against Dachun's forehead and tilting her face up.
Dachun met her eyes, only to feel a sense of oppression from those starry eyes, causing her heart to tremble involuntarily.
A wisp of spiritual energy seeped from Lu Zhaoling's finger into Dachun's forehead, though no one could see it.
She asked again, "I'll give you one more chance. Who instructed you to spit?"
Everyone originally thought it was impossible for Dachun to tell the truth when asked like this, but unexpectedly, this time Dachun immediately blurted out—
"Wuwu! It was the second young lady, no, the third young lady, the third young lady told me to do it!"
Lu Zhaoyue had already changed from second young lady to third young lady.
The cook and the others widened their eyes, their expressions changing.
How did Dachun really say it?
Such a disgusting and childish act, if it was the third young lady who instructed it, they really wouldn't dare to doubt it.
Dachun's tears and snot streamed down. She was both startled and fearful. Why did she really confess the third young lady?
When Dachun said this, Lu Zhaoling had already withdrawn her hand and stepped back two paces, looking at her with disdain, then gently waved her hand at Qingyin.
Qingyin gritted her teeth and released Dachun.
"I haven't had breakfast yet."
Lu Zhaoling's gaze swept over everyone's faces, landing on Guimao's face.
Guimao's heart skipped a beat as she met her gaze.
Why was she looking at her?
Lu Zhaoling had already pointed a finger, "What's your name?"
"This servant, this servant is called Agui, they all call me Guimao..." Guimao always felt that Lu Zhaoling was a bit frightening.
How could a little maid from the countryside have the courage to bring one servant to settle scores with a group of them?
And she had even made Dachun tell the truth just now!
The thought suddenly flashed through Guimao's mind: was she really the second young lady? Or had she been possessed by a lonely ghost after passing through some desolate mountain wilderness on the way?
The sudden guess frightened Guimao herself, and her face turned pale.
"You're it. What good food is left in the kitchen? Bring it to me."
In Lu Zhaoling's eyes, a faint aura of death lingered on Guimao's face.
Moreover, this person was very timid and probably good at manipulating herself.
Indeed, there was still red date and bird's nest soup simmering in the kitchen. The madam, eldest young lady, and third young lady would eat a little in the morning, and the rest was kept warm for the afternoon.
And there were also some pastries kept warm on the stove, just in case the masters suddenly craved something or felt hungry, they could have a snack at any time.
But none of these were for Lu Zhaoling.
If she gave them to her, how would she explain it to the madam and the eldest young lady?
"Those are for the madam and young ladies..."
Before Guimao could finish her sentence, she met Lu Zhaoling's half-smiling eyes.
"Qingyin, hit her," she said.
Guimao immediately covered her face. No, not another beating, it hurt!
"I'll go get it right now!"
Guimao's face was pale. She quickly ran into the kitchen, her hands trembling, and scooped up all the remaining red date and bird's nest soup and pastries, putting them into a food basket and handing it to Qingyin.
Lu Zhaoling took it, then looked at Dachun with a sneer, "You also know this is the Lu family, so I'll sell you off. Before selling you, I'll wash your mouth out. Qingyin, twenty slaps to the mouth, then sell her!"
Dachun's face changed dramatically.
"Second Young Lady, you can't... Ah!"
Before she could finish, Qingyin had already grabbed the wooden rice spoon and forcefully struck her mouth.
Twenty times, like a sudden storm. After the beating, Dachun's mouth was full of blood, and she had lost four teeth.
Everyone else huddled together, terrified. How scary, how frightening.
Lu Zhaoling glanced at them.
"If you want to complain, go ahead. But, I can continue to have Qingyin beat you this afternoon. Those who are sensible, make me a good lunch and dinner."
After saying this, she left the kitchen with the food basket, and Dachun was dragged away by Qingyin.
Guimao's legs gave out, and she collapsed to the ground.
Madam Lu and Lu Zhaoyun soon learned about the events in the back kitchen.
"How dare she! How dare she do such a thing!" Madam Lu slammed the table in anger.
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