"Aunt, Ni Ruiniang's heart is suffering." Ni Ruiniang cried in Ms. Ni's arms, "Cousin and I are the true match. I am his rightful wife. Why have I become a concubine now?"
Ni Ruiniang was only pretty but very good at crying. Every time she wept, she looked like a frail and pitiful beauty, tears streaming down like rain on pear blossoms: "Ruiniang is not sorrowful for herself, Ruiniang feels the suffering of the Ni Family... Aunt, our Ni Family has also been a family of scholars passing down literature and education, and in previous generations, we had produced a Master Scholar. Although our family fortunes have declined, the spirit of the Ni Family still remains. How can Ruiniang... how can Ruiniang become someone's concubine?"
