The instant Jian Ruonan finished speaking, the cousin who was a high-ranking concubine suddenly trembled.
The maid holding her arm trembled too.
Everyone looked at the maid. He appeared to be a girl of sixteen or seventeen, with a thin layer of powder on his face and rouge on his lips. His figure was slender, and he was just a little taller than the cousin.
The maid wore his hair in two buns. With delicate features and a pair of limpid eyes, he hardly looked like a man at all.
The Old Madam was so furious that she burst into curses. "You unfilial wretch! What part of Qiu Lu looks like a man?! You brought some wet-behind-the-ears little girl into our home to spout nonsense-are you trying to kill this old woman?!"
"Tell me, did Madam Zhu put you up to this?!"
-Madam Zhu was Official Yin's principal wife.
Madam Zhu was already used to blame falling on her out of the blue. Far from getting angry, she remained perfectly calm and said nothing.
Only her sparkling eyes betrayed her eagerness to feast on the gossip.
The maid's name was Qiu Lu, and he was the cousin's personal attendant. Whenever Official Yin and the cousin shared a bed, the maid would even help them along. How could he possibly be a man?
Official Yin was puzzled too. "General Jian, could you have made a mistake?!"
Clutching a handkerchief, Qiu Lu began to sob. "If Master doesn't believe this servant, I might as well bash my head in and die!"
His voice was sweet and coquettish, even more affected than Jian Chuyun's cutesy voice in front of the heir.
With that, Qiu Lu rushed toward a large pillar in the corner of the room.
Official Yin reacted swiftly and caught him,