"You've got some nerve to steal Madame Liu's jewelry!" the leading maid stood menacingly in front of Shen Shuyun, holding a small leather whip in her hand.
The crisp sound that had just been heard was of the whip striking the body.
Shen Shuyun was filled with fear.
She had simply found the room stuffy and Yan Wanqing had fallen asleep, so she went out for a stroll.
Then Madame Liu had called her over to sit.
Before she could finish a cup of tea, Madame Liu said she was tired and went to change clothes, and then this maid came out with the whip to lash her.
"No, I didn't!" Though Shen Shuyun was born to a humble farming family, she had seen all sorts of jewelry and treasures while apprenticing under Song Huaxu.
Beside that, following Yan Wanqing, she had never lacked exquisite jewelry.
The jewelry of Madame Liu, a mere second-ranked concubine, wasn't even worth her glance.
