"Madam, Madam, let us help you up." Two maidservants sobbed as they helped their mistress to her feet. At this moment, the coachman who had been driving the carriage awoke and assisted in getting Madam Zhou into the carriage.
"Madam, are you all right?"
The maidservants were extremely afraid; they had failed to protect their mistress. Knowing they would likely face severe punishment upon their return, they could only try to take good care of Madam Zhou in the hopes of redeeming themselves.
Therefore, one wiped Madam Zhou's face, while the other checked her for injuries.
Madam Zhou's lips were stained with dirt, and her whole body trembled with fear. What she feared was not the three hooligans, but Lin Caisang, the woman she had never taken seriously before.
Only now did she realize that everything that had just happened was no coincidence. It had been Lin Caisang's doing—intentional.