Yun Zhi was dumbfounded by her lady's maneuver, showing a hint of hesitation in her eyes, "My lady, is this really okay?"
What she wanted to ask was, wouldn't the other party fly into a rage out of humiliation?
Mingshu cast a glance at her and shrugged nonchalantly, "We'll just have to wait and see."
When the follower returned, carrying a plate of cured meat from who-knows-where, it confirmed Mingshu's earlier speculation that they were in a farmhouse, which given its limited means, couldn't possibly have exotic delicacies.
She lowered her gaze pensively, and the follower, mistaking it for dissatisfaction, spoke with a tremor of fear, swallowing hard, "There's nothing else, this is already the best I could find…"
It was the master above who had heard of this and spared some of his own ration.
...
Even though he didn't understand why the master valued this woman so much, it only strengthened his resolve not to offend her.
