...Mrs. Jiang
At night when they went to bed, Jiang Xuesui asked in detail about the current situation in Jiangnan. After listening to Wen Qiao's account, her resolve wavered.
"You should go. My father must have thought it through carefully before deciding to send you."
She remembered that when her mother was still alive, her father had also been ordered to clear land. She had clung to him, unwilling to let him travel far. Her mother coaxed her for a long time before she agreed to be carried back to her room. But after her father left, her mother sat on the bed holding her, secretly weeping. At the time, she didn't understand that her mother was crying for fear that her father might never return. Now she understood the meaning of her mother's sigh, "A scholar's cap often brings ruin."
She didn't hope for him to gain high office or be granted a title; she only wished for him to be safe year after year, peaceful year after year.
Jiang Xuesui got out of bed, went to the dressing table, and opened the drawer. She gathered all the protective talismans into an amber box.
"Yuanyuan—"
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