At the second watch of the night, seeking shades of pink.
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"...Please be merciful, Xiuxiu's entire life hinges on this one occasion. Whatever anger or resentment you have, direct it all towards me, this old lady. Here, hit me, slap me across the face with your broad palm..." Lady Zhou, with one hand, disheveled her own hair, and with red eyes, said to Lady Zhang.
This was not pleading; it was vexing. Even when conceding, Lady Zhou did so with her strong personal flair.
And such a twisted method was useless against those with a hardened heart, or those who were indifferent. This approach only worked on the closest kin, those who still had affection, who were soft-hearted and kind.
Lian Shouxin and Lady Zhang, one her son and the other her daughter-in-law, were exactly those soft-hearted and kind people.
