"Marrying into the Lin Clan as a daughter-in-law is not as good as you might imagine. I live in constant fear every day and endure the pain of being separated from my family."
"The most beautiful time of a young girl's life is spent waiting; she turns her black hair to white, but cannot necessarily wait for her husband to return safely. Perhaps one day, all she'll be waiting for is a coffin."
"Aunt."
Ye Qingying threw herself into Ye Xue'e's arms and wept bitterly, "Grandfather said that the sons of the Lin Clan are not good matches, and I've thought about all this. But my heart can't help but get closer to him, and I can't forget him even if I want to."
"Silly child."
Ye Xue'e's tears flowed uncontrollably, "What sins did we commit? Are the daughters of our Ye Clan destined to be heartbroken for the people of the Lin Clan?"
"Aunt, wuuu wuuu..."
Hearing these words, Ye Qingying cried even harder.
The aunt and niece cried together, their tears never stopping.
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