The young woman sobbed softly, "He had been drinking, and when I urged him to stop, he started hitting me, even punching me in the stomach."
She cried louder as a thought struck her, "My previous child was also lost because he hit me."
Her cries filled the ward with sadness.
"His parents don't control him. Despite his age, they still spoil him. Whenever I slightly complain, they all start cursing and hitting me. I've been continuously injured ever since…"
"I've been married into their family for seven years, enduring this life. I'm tired of living this way. Sister Qingzhi, I want a divorce. I want to live on my own. Is that possible?"
The young woman was one of Qingzhi's subjects in her fief.
Qingzhi reassured her, "Of course, it's possible. Our village has many vacant houses you can rent. Once you're better, you can work in the workshop. Your life will definitely be better than before."
