"These medicinal dregs were the ingredients that were used to prepare the fish soup last night. It may seem nutritious, but Siye was unable to tolerate it. May I ask why did you put these in without permission?"
Even though Mu Hui was asking the maid, her gaze swept past Old Master Fu and Fu Sichen one by one.
Fu Sichen stared at the maid unflinchingly. The maid was frightened by his gaze.
The maid replied incoherently, "I don't know either, but the medicine seemed to be good medicine, so I stewed it. I didn't expect..."
Mu Hui asked again, "What medicine? Why did you choose to put these in? Isn't the fish soup alone enough? Who told you to do this?"
After hearing Mu Hui's words, Old Master Fu felt that the maid was being secretive and did not have any truth that could withstand scrutiny, so he berated her, "Was it your idea alone, or did someone instruct you to do it?"
