After being expelled from the mansion, I changed the dynasty by writing novels.

Fortunately, Lady Shaoqing was brewing tea in her own courtyard.

When Ye Yuwu went to find her, another woman was sitting next to her, dressed in gorgeous clothes and adorned with jade hairpins, which contrasted sharply with Ye Yuwu's simple attire.

The woman had delicate features and a gentle, virtuous appearance; she was none other than the real heiress, Lin Qingqing.

When Lin Qingqing came to her, she could greet her with a smile and call her "Sister".

Ye Yuwu didn't reply to her, or rather, she didn't even glance at her, ignoring her like air. Her face only stiffened for a moment before she quickly regained her smile.

Before them lay a variety of exquisite pastries. It seemed that Madam Shaoqing wanted to give her all the compensation she had received over the years, but now none of this concerned Ye Yuwu anymore.

Fortunately, the process of obtaining the indenture went smoothly.

When the lady saw that Ye Yuwu, dressed simply, was so different from her former self, she felt a little soft-hearted and a trace of heartache flashed in her eyes. However, when Qingqing coughed, her attention was immediately drawn to her.

"But is the cold from falling into the water still not better?" she worried. Just as she was about to tell the servants to find a doctor, Lin Qingqing stopped her.

"Mother, I am fine, but I can't help feeling an itch in my throat."

Seeing Lin Qingqing, who was understanding and comforting her instead, Madam Shaoqing's heartache for Ye Yuwu instantly dissipated.

Madam Shaoqing wanted to get rid of her quickly and didn't want her money, but Ye Yuwu insisted on giving her the money, so she had no choice but to accept it.

Looking at the scene of filial piety and loving mother-son relationship before her, she could only laugh.

Since she woke up, her former mother has not come to see her, not even once.

She didn't even bother to look at them, said goodbye, and no one paid any attention to her, so she turned and left.

Not long after leaving the lady's courtyard, a smug female voice came from behind.

"Sister, you probably don't know that Brother Ziyu is about to return to the capital!"

Then Lin Qingqing walked closer to Ye Yuwu, leaned against her side, and spoke to Ye Yuwu in a whisper, so that only the two of them could hear each other.

"His Majesty is personally hosting a banquet for him, and all the noble ladies of Bianjing will attend. His Majesty may even bestow a marriage upon him. Although my family is not of high enough status to be a principal wife, it would be my blessing to be Brother Ziyu's concubine."

Lin Qingqing's eyes were full of smugness, but she stared intently at her, eager to see the expression on her face—was it sadness? Disappointment? Or anger?

But Lin Qingqing was destined to be disappointed.

"Oh? So what? What does it have to do with me?"

Ziyu? Who? Never heard of him? But she had never seen anyone eager to become someone's concubine before; it was truly unheard of.

Ye Yuwu could only mutter these words to herself; she dared not say them aloud.

After all, she was still in the Taifu Mansion, and she was just an ordinary citizen now. She dared not make any rash remarks, lest she bring unnecessary trouble upon herself.

Ye Yuwu's three consecutive questions nearly shattered Lin Qingqing's "Dao Heart".

But she quickly realized that Ye Yuwu was faking it. She covered her mouth with her sleeve and laughed, "Sister, back then everyone in Bianjing knew that you were relentlessly pursuing Brother Ziyu, following him around every day. Who didn't know that the eldest daughter of the Tai family liked the Marquis?"

Is that so? Ye Yuwu really didn't know, but it probably has nothing to do with her now, since she doesn't even know what the other person looks like.

"Ah, let bygones be bygones. I am now just a commoner. Since my sister is happy, I wish her and the Marquis a long and happy marriage and many children."

Alright, I've already wished you well. Now you can let her go. Don't block her way; she's in a hurry to leave!

Lin Qingqing stammered for a long time without being able to speak. She pointed at Ye Yuwu and kept saying "you, you, you" for a long time, feeling like she had punched a soft persimmon and was powerless.

In the past, whenever she said something like that, Ye Yuwu would immediately react as if she had been provoked. But today she was so calm. Lin Qingqing couldn't tell if she was faking it or if she really didn't care.

Ye Yuwu didn't care what she thought. She walked straight past Lin Qingqing and headed outside, also calling her personal maid Huaping, who was waiting in the corridor, to her side.

Ye Yuwu knew that Lin Qingqing couldn't possibly follow her anymore. If the other people in the Tai Mansion saw her, she wouldn't be able to explain why she had stopped Ye Yuwu outside the Madam's courtyard.

Ye Yuwu and Huaping walked together toward the gate of the Tai Mansion. Along the way, many maids and servants secretly watched her, and some even wanted to see her make a fool of herself.

A man who was once their master was now just an ordinary commoner. Who wouldn't want to watch this spectacle? But since they were in the Taifu Palace, they didn't dare to be too blatant.

Despite the onlookers' stares, Ye Yuwu remained completely unaffected.

She owed the Taifu nothing. The original owner had received favors from the Taifu, but she had already given her life in return. So as soon as she stepped out of the Taifu, she turned around and looked up at the grand gate of the Taifu, saying, "I, Yuwu, owe the Taifu nothing. From now on, after I step out of this gate, I will sever all ties with the Taifu and have no further connection with it."

His powerful words resonated deeply, not only for himself but also for everyone in the Taifu (Imperial Household Department).

The guards at the gate were all taken aback by her words, and even passersby couldn't help but stop and stare.

The woman, dressed in coarse linen, simply tied her soft hair with a blue ribbon.

Regardless of whether the people inside heard her, she turned and left gracefully with her personal maid.

The guards at the door watched her departing figure, as if some shackles had been broken free from her.

After walking for a while, the Taifu Palace could no longer be seen behind them.

"Where are we going, young lady?" Huaping asked, following behind Ye Yuwu, puzzled.

"Huaping, have you thought about what you want to do in the future?"

"To be honest, when I was serving you, I really did think about it. I don't have any grand ambitions. I just want to find a good husband, get married, have a few chubby babies, and be a good wife and mother." Huaping scratched her head shyly.

Huaping is now twenty years old, which is considered an early marriage age in ancient times, making her an old maid.

Upon hearing this, Ye Yuwu stopped and took out a piece of paper from her bosom. Hua Ping recognized it at a glance as her indenture.

Ye Yuwu handed her the paper.

“You can leave now. You’re free. Didn’t we hear recently that your family’s situation is better than before? Now your father’s health has improved, and your younger brother has grown up and can shoulder the responsibilities of the family. They must be looking forward to your return. Don’t keep them waiting too long.”

Ye Yuwu smiled slightly at her, her smile carrying her best wishes.

Hua Ping never expected that her casual mention of family matters would be remembered by the girl.

"And what about you, young lady?"

"Don't worry, I have somewhere to go."

Hua Ping misunderstood her meaning. "Miss! Young lady! I don't want to leave you. Please don't send me away. Don't worry, even if you don't have any money, I can embroider for you to earn money!"

Hua Ping held her, her eyes brimming with tears, and forgot everything else, calling her "girl" over and over again.

Ye Yuwu looked at the girl in front of her with amusement. "When did I say I was going to kick you out? I tore up the contract of sale, so we are no longer master and servant. You don't need to call yourself 'slave' in front of me anymore. Since you don't want to go home for the time being, you can go back another day."

"So, you agree to let me stay, young lady!" She jumped up happily, not caring whether they were on the street or not.

"Hmm? Didn't I say that now that you've lost your indenture, you're no longer a little maid, so you don't need to call yourself 'slave' in front of me anymore?" Ye Yuwu glanced at Huaping, who immediately understood.

"I'm sorry, miss, I... no, I forgot."

Passersby glanced at them as they laughed and cried at the same time.

Ye Yuwu covered her face in shame, and didn't forget to gently tap Huaping's forehead, "We're still outside!"

Huaping was worried that they would have nowhere to stay, and she had already planned to persuade the girl to stay at her house. She promised that her parents would clean the main house thoroughly before letting the girl stay there.

But Huaping soon realized that her worries were unfounded.

She followed her daughter to the bustling south of the city, and then went straight into a somewhat dilapidated bookstore.