The Luo Clan was different.
Especially for the women of this world. Only within the Luo Clan could women have limitless futures.
Cai Yan had come to Zhao City, and her life had changed.
Marriage, supporting her husband, and raising children were no longer her only destiny. She could pursue scholarship and teach disciples, or become an official and use her abundant learning to benefit Duke Zhao's State. In an age when a mistress governed, she might even become an inner chancellor.
"All right."
The High Priest's clear voice rang out, and the hall immediately fell silent, though the women's shining eyes remained fixed on Cai Yan.
The High Priest looked at them and smiled. "Wenji has only just arrived in Zhao City. There will probably be plenty of time to exchange ideas in the future, so there's no need to rush.
"Wenji, I heard that Your Esteemed Father entrusted your marriage arrangements to the Marquis of Unshuang. You aren't betrothed yet, are you?"
"Ah!"
Perhaps the change of subject had been too abrupt. Cai Yan had not expected the High Priest to suddenly ask this question. Of course, she understood the meaning beneath her words. Her pretty face immediately reddened. "Aunt, that's right. My father hasn't arranged a betrothal for me."
The other women in the hall had not expected the High Priest to ask that question either. Seeing Cai Yan's flushed cheeks, they all began to laugh.
"Wenji, Zhao City has plenty of fine young men-handsome, talented, gentle, and considerate. You can take your time choosing.
"Our Luo Clan has always advocated freedom in love, not arranged marriages. With your learning and looks, Wenji, the men courting you will probably fill all of Zhao City."
Although she very much wanted Cai Yan to marry into the Luo Clan,