"Sister Qian, also, Mrs. Wu was punished by our grandmother yesterday to kneel in the snow for a whole morning, and today she was punished for more than two hours."
Lin Qingyue told Qian about Mrs. Wu's situation because she had always had a very good relationship with Mrs. Wu.
She couldn't be sure that Qian would save her own concubine mother, but she knew Qian would definitely save Mrs. Wu.
"Mrs. Wu was punished to kneel?" Lin Jiaojiao furrowed her brows and then asked, "What did father say?"
Lin Qingyue shook her head: "I don't know."
How could she know such a thing? She couldn't even see her father's face, let alone know what was happening in the main courtyard.
Lin Jiaojiao thought for a moment, then said, "I can save your concubine mothers, but I can't guarantee that Madam won't persecute them afterwards."
Qingyue looked disappointed at her words, pursed her lips, and then lowered her head.
Seeing this, Qian gestured for Qingyue to come closer.
