'How could a man like that ever be my husband?'
At this thought, Wang Zilan's resolve hardened. She had made her decision.
Although the clan had confined her to their grounds, she could still move about freely within them. Arranging for a carriage equipped with a Silence Array wouldn't be a problem.
As for arranging for a few people to be in place ahead of time, she could manage that as well.
As a woman from the Direct Lineage of the Wang Family, Wang Zilan held a high status—second only to her elder male cousin. She had always treated her clansmen with kindness, and many of them were indebted to her for past favors.
She figured no one would refuse her if she asked for a small favor.
"Tao, come out for a walk with me," Wang Zilan said with a sudden smile. "I want to see how the engagement preparations are coming along."
"Yes, Miss."
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The date was the twenty-second of the fourth month, in the Eighth Year of Mingjing—a day deemed auspicious for weddings.
