"Miss, we were wrong! For all these years, we've been repenting and secretly praying for Madam Jun's soul. Please spare us."
The three of them begged, kowtowing.
Gu Qingluan sneered. "My mother died abruptly. What use is your prayers?"
The three of them turned pale at her words.
The vendetta for their mother's death was something unforgivable, so it was entirely expected that the First Lady would not forgive them.
The servant responsible for food spoke, "We do deserve punishment. Miss, I'm willing to accept any punishment you deem fit. I only request that you spare our family members. They are innocent and knew nothing of what happened years ago."
"They are innocent, and so is my mother! Did you ever think about that before you carried out your actions?"
