People say that the life of a concubine is not life, but a lowly slave. My wife is like this, and my sister and I are like this too. The Zhao family's backyard is very cold, and my wife is too cowardly to resist. My sister is my only warmth. Later, my sister died. She was raped first and then killed. Since then, I have known that good people have no way to survive in this world. Only by being worse than them can I live safely.
Purpose: Women cannot cower in a small world and wait for men to save them. They must fight their way out and win some world for themselves.