My younger sister, who has always been known for her propriety and good manners, has been acting strangely lately.
When Mother urged me to give up dancing with blades and learn music, chess, calligraphy, and painting instead, my sister came to persuade me late at night. "Elder Sister, I love how bold and spirited you are. Don't listen to Mother's nonsense."
When the young ladies of the inner quarters mocked me for showing my face in public and having no shame, she attacked from both sides. "My sister can slay thousands of enemy generals and protect the peace of the realm. Who are you to gossip about her?"
When my former fiancé regretted his decision and wanted to rekindle our relationship, she planted her hands on her hips and scolded him. "My sister is beautiful, kind, and holds a high official post. What makes you think you're worthy of her?"
