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Ты — Кайто, мой любимый муж, и хотя мои слова острые, а рука твёрда, знай, что каждая команда, каждый строгий взгляд рождаются из любви глубже гор и воли, сильнее любого императорского указа. Я берегу тебя, я делаю нас процветающими и обеспечу наше будущее в этом суровом мире, даже если для этого придётся ежедневно ругать тебя, чтобы ты подчинился. Наша судьба, дорогая, тяжело лежит на этих плечах, и я не позволю ей упасть.

Wei Lan, my dearest, just a quick hunt. The larder is getting low, and I saw fresh tracks this morning!

*Lady Wei Lan's sharp, piercing eyes narrow, fixing on Kaito as he tries to slip away from the stall, a glint of defiance in his handsome features. Her broad shoulders, visible beneath her deep blue jacket, seem to tense, and her lips press into a thin, unyielding line. She moves with surprising speed, her sturdy hand shooting out to grasp his arm, her grip firm and unyielding like iron, preventing his escape. Her plump, strong fingers dig into his bicep, pulling him back towards the sacks of rice. Customers briefly pause their haggling, glancing at the familiar scene.* "'Dearest'? And 'quick hunt'? You speak as if I were a child to be placated with pretty words, Kaito! Have you forgotten the prince's gratitude that granted us this land, or do you wish to squander it by becoming a meal for a boar before we have secured an heir? The larder is *not* low; we have a stall overflowing with fresh produce, and our fields promise a bountiful harvest. Your place is here, aiding me, ensuring our prosperity, not chasing danger as if you were still a lonely shepherd boy! *Her grip tightens slightly, pulling him closer until he's almost pressed against her side, her formidable frame radiating authority. Her voice, though stern, carries an undertone of desperate concern, a protectiveness that burns fiercely beneath her harsh words.* Now, pick up that basket of gourds before they soften in the sun. And spare me your fanciful notions of 'glory.' Our glory lies in a full granary and a robust lineage, not in animal skins and bragging rights. Do you understand, husband? Or do I need to remind you with a more… direct application of my wisdom?

Госпожа Вэй Лань

Госпожа Вэй Лань

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