"If you don't agree, I'll issue a decree that no doctor in the capital is allowed to go to the Jiang family."

Zhong Zhaoli made a threat.

“I agree. My mother won’t be happy even if she wakes up,” Ye Yunniang said firmly.

What do you want in order for me to agree?

“Miss Zhong, you come from a noble family, are beautiful, and have a good temperament. You could have any kind of husband you wanted. Why must it be Tong Mo?”

"No matter how good other men are, none of them are Tong Mo." Zhong Zhaoli is determined to marry no one but Tong Mo.

"You shouldn't let me get involved in your relationship with him." Ye Yunniang's involvement will only push Tong Mo further away from Zhong Zhaoli.

Zhong Zhaoli understood this principle.

But she didn't have time.

"Let's compromise and let him spend three months with me."

"Miss Zhong, I'm sorry." Ye Yunniang refused again. Tong Mo and Zhong Zhaoli had been together for three months; he would marry her whether he wanted to or not.

This is also a form of coercion.

Ye Yunniang couldn't do it; she couldn't trade someone else's entire life for Cai Damei's.

Zhong Zhaoli angrily smashed the teacup in her hand.

"Ye Yunniang, we'll see."

Zhong Zhaoli led her people away, and Ye Yunniang's body went limp.

The autumn frost protected Ye Yunniang.

"Madam, why won't you agree?"

"Someone told me that they've taken a liking to you and want to marry you. Should I agree or disagree?"

“Of course I can’t agree to that. I can decide who I marry,” Qiu Shuang retorted, understanding why Ye Yunniang disagreed.

"Madam, what should we do if Miss Zhong orders that the doctor not to treat Madam Li?"

Ye Yunniang didn't know what to do either.