Ye Qiu looked at Lin Jingxian with a mocking gaze. The proud and beautiful woman of yesteryear was now as limp as a puddle of mud on the ground, her skirt covered in stains, her hair unkempt and disheveled, with not a shred of nobility left.
"Have you thought about how to choose? Do you want your children to be safe? Or would you prefer to end things cleanly by yourself?"
"Are you so cruel?" Lin Jingxian said in despair, she could already imagine the consequences of either choice.
If she chose her children, she would never see them again in her lifetime; they would have to abandon the glory and riches of the capital, while she would be scorned and ridiculed for the rest of her life. But if she didn't let her children escape to safety, her own death would be certain, and the children would suffer mockery in her stead.
