Zhu Ying knelt on the ground, her face pale and her eyes frantic.
Her mother, Aunt Liuu, clutched a silk handkerchief, weeping softly and occasionally muttering curses under her breath.
"You've always been such a sensible girl. How could you do something so foolish?"
"I've already found a matchmaker for you, searching for a fine young man in the city to be your husband..."
"Damn you, girl! Don't you have any sense of shame?!"
She berated and struck her daughter as she spoke. Judging by the force of the blows, Aunt Liuu was truly furious this time.
"Mother."
"Brother."
Zhu Ying's eyes were red. She lowered her head and said in a muffled voice,
"Yangg Yi and I are truly in love."
"Nonsense!" Aunt Liuu trembled with rage.
"How can you still be spouting such nonsense at a time like this? Yangg Yi is just a guard from the Nursing Home. How could he possibly be worthy of you?"
