"Husband, Madam..."
The two maids quivered as they called out, their voices trembling endlessly.
Watching the two scared girls kneel on the ground, there was a lack of emotion in Nanzhi's eyes.
"What are your names?"
As Nanzhi spoke, the two girls trembled. One of them quickly responded, "Madam, this servant is Qing Lian."
The other one, seeing that her companion had responded, braved herself and said, "Madam, this servant is Cheng Yue."
"What do you do here?"
"Madam, we work in the kitchen, usually assisting the cook with chores."
Unable to sense any anger in Nanzhi's voice, Qing Lian picked up some courage, lowering her head as she replied.
Nanzhi glanced at them without saying a word, just nodded her head and entered the kitchen.
Ma Po, having nothing to say, followed Nanzhi into the kitchen after glancing at the two kneeling figures.
