Song Lingzhao was stunned by the question.
"This... no life?"
Song Ci nodded and said, "This world is harsh on women's chastity, and people value it highly. That Wang woman behaved immorally, even at her late husband's funeral engaging in promiscuity, her morals are corrupt without any shame. Tell me, which family would tolerate her? In a peasant family, such a woman would directly be bundled into a pig basket and drowned in a pond."
Song Lingzhao was silent. He naturally knew the importance of a woman's reputation, but, reputation—isn't life more important?
Seeing him silent, with a hesitant expression, Song Ci said, "Zhao'er, although you are a man, you should have heard of many girls losing their chastity. The better outcome is being married by the other party. But the bad outcome is either losing their life or living as a monk for a lifetime, or being abandoned and confined in the family temple."
