There was water around the well, some clean and some dirty from washing dishes. Zheng Mingzhu's fall made a huge noise, drawing everyone's attention, as they saw her lying motionless on the ground, her face as pale as paper.
The maid who bumped into her was startled and quickly defended herself when she saw everyone looking at her, saying, "I didn't bump into her; she fell because she couldn't stand properly."
But no one spoke to believe her, nor did anyone blame her. Everyone looked on indifferently and then lowered their heads to continue their work as they heard the footsteps of the steward, not minding the incident at all.
People occasionally died in the General Mansion, and with so many deaths, everyone got used to it.
It was just a fall, what's the big fuss?
The Purchasing Steward stepped forward, splashing water as he went, reached out to feel her nose, frowned slightly, and said to the steward who hurried over, "She's dead, probably worked to death."
