Jiang Ai's mother called to her from afar.
Her mother stood among a group of women. Her slightly long hair was skillfully braided into thin braids by a man, each braid tied with a different colored, brightly patterned rope.
Jiang Ai smiled and said goodbye to her sisters, then squeezed into the group of women.
“You didn’t originally have these two younger sisters,” the ball of light said, “but now you have them.”
“Yes,” said Artemisia.
She hugged her mothers affectionately and then squeezed down to sit beside them. Her mothers laughed and scolded her, trying to take the small straw mat that was spread on the ground from her.
Jiang Ai was knocked off balance by the women who were older and stronger, so she simply lay down on the ground, turned around and rushed to the women's side.
She triumphantly bumped the woman backward, then bent over and forcefully pushed aside the woman's raised leg, finally sitting down there.
The women laughed, teasing her and then praising her. Jiang Ai smiled and made room for the women, then pulled up a straw mat for herself to sit on.
The ball of light said, "You've become much more lively."
Ai Cao smiled, her eyes crinkling: "Because this is where I grew up."
“But now the timeline has changed,” the ball of light said.
Its voice was somewhat anxious: "Are you going to replace the male protagonist who doesn't want to be 'king' and become 'king' yourself?"
The mugwort said, "Why not?"
She has been given the opportunity to change everything, so why shouldn't she give it a try?
—After all, these are her relatives.
Jiang Ai's wish was simple: she only hoped that her relatives would die peacefully.
But Ai Cao had a grand wish: that all women in the world could die peacefully.
So what about men?
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