It was in the dead of night when the heavy snow finally stopped.
The late night had passed, and the Liu Residence was engulfed in tranquility.
Only the sound of the watchman striking his clapper echoed through the stillness of the night.
Liu Mianmian had always behaved properly, striving to live up to the standards of a noble family's daughter without ever committing any notable transgressions.
But this time, she was going all out.
She carried only a small bundle with her, filled entirely with silver notes and valuables.
All things considered, it amounted to roughly ten thousand taels—enough to live comfortably on for a few years if managed well.
She thought to herself that once Wei Shu ascended the throne, he would surely not let her marry!
She would be free then.
It was very quiet all around, the only sound was that of her feet stepping lightly on the snow, the squeaking noise shattering the silence of the night.
