A Love Torn in Two

In the fifth year of my marriage to Ye Ying'an, the daughter of his late mentor returned. To repay his mentor’s kindness, he wanted to take her as a concubine. Everyone said she posed no threat to my position. She was sickly and could not share a bed with him, so she would simply be one more mouth to feed in the household. But I watched Ye Yong'an leave my room day after day to comfort her when she was ill. There is no way to have it both ways, to wrong neither her nor me.