After barely holding back tears in the tent, once outside, she couldn't hold back any longer.
Tears flowed like a torrential mountain flood, rolling in.
Her aunt held her shoulder tenderly, comforting her, "Qing'er, my dear Qing'er, don't be too upset about this matter."
"As for men, there are plenty in the world. When the old ones go, the new ones come. Moreover, you two aren't married yet. You are a proper young lady, and there will be other opportunities to find a good man in the future."
"Besides, since this is an imperial marriage decree, even if Huo Zong had a hundred boldness, he wouldn't defy the imperial decree and refuse to marry that woman for your sake."
"Think about it, if he really did so, how could he face his conscience? Then our whole family would be implicated, and how should he handle himself?"
How could Qing'er possibly not know this?
