Qingfeng was cautious by nature. Her mistress also didn't usually fuss over such matters. That's why, even though she noticed something was off with the meal from the kitchen, she didn't take it to heart, likely assuming Song Yunzhao wouldn't mind.
Song Yunzhao truly didn't care much about these things. 'But is my not caring the same as the Imperial Kitchen deliberately slapping me in the face?'
'Qingfeng failed to see the underlying scheme. It's time she learned to be more discerning.'
Seeing that her mistress's expression was grim, Yulu didn't dare plead for Qingfeng. Fearing that having Qingfeng kneel here would only anger her mistress further, she dragged the girl outside to continue her punishment.
