Chapter 177 Knowing Too Much

"Scheming woman! Scheming woman..." The parrot called a few times. It had been released from the cage and fluttered on the wooden frame. Unexpectedly, the bird's feet were still tied with chains, and it could only move in a small space. The maid next to her tilted her head to glance at the parrot and continued to slowly wipe the table. Because she was alone, her movements were very slow, as if she was dozing off and absent-minded.