In the third year after Lu Zhao and I became engaged, my elder sister, who was a concubine in the Qian Family, met with misfortune.
He searched through all the laws of the current dynasty, risking his official career, and finally saved the woman he loved.
When he mentioned me, his tone was indifferent: “Being engaged to Lin Li was never my wish. In this life, I will marry no one but Pianyue.”
Father nodded in agreement: “Li is coarse and unsophisticated, unlike Yue who has lived in a prominent household and seen the world. I will decide this marriage and give it to Yue.”
Calmly, I tore up the Marriage Certificate, packed my belongings, and left the Lin Family.
Mother chased after me, urging me not to act on impulse: “You are a girl who has been rejected from marriage. Where can you go after leaving us?”
I did not look back. I no longer wanted Lu Zhao, nor did I want this family.
“Mountains can be crossed, seas can be traversed; I will find my own path.”
