Wei Mengjie harrumphed and said, "Jiang Yue, what makes you think you can scold me by standing on the moral high ground? My dad was fighting hard, so what? I'm just a woman, can't I fear death? If you're not afraid of dying, you should go to the battlefield too."
Jiang Yue stomped her feet, angrily. If it was not because of her pregnancy, she really wanted to do so.
Although she did not partake in the war, all of her sisters had gone for the battle. Even her husband was a
At least she would never drag them along with her when her family was fighting on the battlefield.
It was just death. That was far better than bringing disgrace to her family.
"What, you have nothing to say now? Since you have nothing else to say, you have no right to scold me."
