After the death of her husband and father-in-law, Ye Yunniang’s mother-in-law made a decisive move—selling their house and land before taking her daughter-in-law and grandson to seek refuge wit...
On such a cold day, I'm worried my stomach won't be able to handle eating cold dishes.
If I don't eat, I'll go hungry.
Ye Yunniang asked the kitchen to make peanut brittle the size of a fingernail, so it would be easy to carry and delicious, one bite at a time.
Ye Yunniang also specially embroidered two larger purses to hold peanut brittle.
In the afternoon, while getting ready, I forgot to take my purse.
I remembered this as I sat in the carriage.
Jiang Mingzhe told Ye Yunniang to take the carriage while he went to get the items, but he overheard Li Pan and the other two discussing something.
Ye Yunniang took the purse and hung it around her waist, then picked up another one and tied it around Jiang Mingzhe's waist.
Jiang Mingzhe hugged Ye Yunniang tightly.
Ye Yunniang moved her arm. "The purse isn't tied up yet?"
Jiang Mingzhe hugged Ye Yunniang tightly, burying his head in her neck.
Ye Yunniang's smile faded. "What's wrong?"
"My wife, we cannot get a divorce."
"Who said we were getting a divorce?" Ye Yunniang asked, puzzled. She was doing just fine, so why would she want a divorce?
Something suddenly occurred to me.
"You know what I told Mother, that was, um..."
Ye Yunniang's mouth was gagged.
Jiang Mingzhe's kiss was fierce and urgent.
Ye Yunniang struggled; they were going to the palace. She had spent the entire afternoon getting ready.
Suddenly, from Jiang Mingzhe's kiss, I could feel his worry, unease, and deep affection.
Ye Yunniang stopped struggling, wrapped her arms around Jiang Mingzhe's back, and responded to him.
After a long while, Jiang Mingzhe finally released Ye Yunniang, pressing his forehead against hers. "My wife, no matter what happens, I will never let you leave me."
Ye Yunniang breathed heavily, "Huff...huff...if you don't betray me, I will never leave you."