Faced with Jian Ruonan's three mischievous Blue Cat questions, Madam Wu opened her mouth, sighed, and said nothing.
Oh, the bitterness in Madam Wu's heart.
She had thought a lifetime of toil would eventually bring its rewards.
Who would have thought a lifetime of toil would bring a lifetime of misery?
Marriage was too bitter!
One incense stick earlier, Madam Wu and Jian Ruonan had loathed the sight of each other. Now they were holding hands and gazing at each other through tear-filled eyes.
Holding Jian Ruonan's hand, Madam Wu spoke from the heart. "General, marriage may have a thousand drawbacks, but doesn't an old maid who stays at home annoy everyone just the same?"
"What family's daughters don't get married?"
"Even if your parents agree, how can you withstand the looks from all those meddling aunties?"
Jian Ruonan patted Madam Wu's hand and said earnestly, "Madam Wu, you're being foolish!"
"What your birth family dislikes is an old, useless daughter. Who wouldn't fawn over a grand lady with money and power?"
"To forge iron, you must first be strong yourself!"
"Keep a close eye on your dowry. Making more money is the real answer! Treat yourself well, and others will treat you well!"
"Look at me. Who dares pressure this general to marry?" Jian Ruonan tightened her grip on Madam Wu's hand.
"Just look. You came before this general, heedless of death, to tell me how wonderful marriage was. Did that end well for you?"
Madam Wu: "..."
No.
This madam nearly died of anger.
Jian Ruonan said, "And look at Her Highness the Eldest Princess. With her prince consort dead, she gets happier and freer by the day."
The Eldest Princess: "..."
*My prince consort isn't dead yet. He's only been imprisoned. He won't be beheaded until after