"Hmm."
"But a few months ago, before the Old Madam had arrived, our young miss had mentioned that the residence would at least not be so strict,"
"What do you mean?" Cuiyu looked at her.
Cuizhu's expression was somewhat bitter, "The change lies with the master."
"What?" Cuizhu's hand, that was applying the ointment, paused slightly, her expression turning somewhat ugly, "If that's the case, if we try to bribe the servants, the master will likely find out. Then everything the young miss is doing will be known to the master..."
"So, it's not really our young miss opposing that person, but rather, her struggle with the master. Only if the master sides with the young miss, no matter how hard that person tries, it will be futile."
"Should we tell the young miss about this?" Cuizhu felt that she might soon suffer another injury, as she thought her patchily applied ointment was probably not going to last long.
As expected, it wasn't long before Cuizhu and Cuizhu got beaten up again.
