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

The princess smiled, her already striking features enhanced by the smile.

"You don't need to worry about that. Everyone knows that I, Yanran, always do things my own way."

It's all because of a certain person.

However, there is another important point: she did not expect that Wuming was actually a woman.

So she wasn't surprised that the Crown Prince would treat her differently. Of course, it was also because her story had enlightened her and changed her mindset.

"There is one more very important matter," the eldest princess suddenly said seriously.

"Please speak, Princess." Ye Yuwu noticed her expression and couldn't help but feel nervous.

What are you planning to write about next?

Ye Yuwu: ...

I didn't expect to get this after waiting for so long.

After meeting with several people, Ye Yuwu was exhausted, not to mention the jailers.

Just as one person was being seen off, the jailer arrived again, and Ye Yuwu was able to answer the question immediately.

"Tell me, who came to see me this time?"

The jailer first exclaimed: "!" and then: "?"

"You'll be moved to another place," the jailer said speechlessly.

"Huh?" What do you mean? Where is she going?

She quickly understood what it meant.

She was taken to a very spacious and bright room, which had a bed, cabinets, tables, and chairs.

Even the bedding felt like it was made of the finest silk, and it was very soft.

"This, this..." Is she dreaming?

"This is your cell. There will be guards outside, so don't even think about escaping."

Why even bother running away? This environment is far better than that prison cell, but what follows proves that it's much better than a tiny bit of a prison cell.

When it was time for dinner, a table full of dishes was served. She swore that she had never eaten such a luxurious meal when she was in Taifu!

I stayed for two days and every meal was filled with "delicacies from land and sea", as well as afternoon tea, snacks and pastries.

All she's missing is a cell phone. What's the difference between this and just wasting her life? If she stays any longer, she'll probably gain weight!

But she could only stay in the room and couldn't do anything, so she asked the jailer to prepare paper, ink, brush and inkstone for her. Since she was idle anyway, she decided to think about what kind of story to write next.

They exchanged a glance as they looked at the jailer inside, who was writing intently with candles lit.

"It seems she has finally remembered to write the judgment."

The jailers guarding her had seen her eating and drinking carefree these past few days and thought she really didn't care when she could get out. Unexpectedly, today she asked them for pen, ink, paper and inkstone and wrote a long and detailed piece until night.

While Ye Yuwu was indulging in food and drink, another major event occurred in Bianjing: the missing Crown Prince returned!

The return of the Crown Prince has led to a complete reshuffle in the imperial court, creating a turbulent and unpredictable atmosphere and causing widespread anxiety.

A bloody storm swept through the imperial city.

Before Ye Yuwu could stay in the "golden nest" for more than a few days, she was escorted to the court by imperial guards dressed in black armor and exuding great majesty.

When Ye Yuwu was brought in, she dared not look around and kept her head down. Even when she knelt on the bluestone slab, she could feel the solemnity of the court. The atmosphere was oppressive and suffocating. No one dared to speak first, waiting for the most honorable emperor on the throne to speak.

She had thought she would be nervous when she arrived at the imperial court, but strangely, she felt no nervousness at all in this setting.

What can she do anyway? The worst that could happen is death, right? She's already died once, so maybe she'll just travel back to the modern world.

"Are you the manager of that bookstore?" came a powerful and authoritative voice from the head of the table.

Ye Yuwu answered meekly that since the emperor didn't tell her to look up, she naturally didn't dare to, and could only carefully lean over the bluestone slab.

"Hmph, do you know that the stories in your bookstore are disturbing the people and causing unrest in Bianjing?!"

"Your Majesty, I dare not! Even if you gave me a hundred lives, I still wouldn't dare!"

At this moment, a minister suddenly stood up and said, "Your Majesty! This man's stories are widely circulated among the people. If this continues, it will inevitably cause some people to have disloyal thoughts. This man cannot be allowed to live!"

"Your Majesty, this woman's storybook should also be destroyed!" Once someone stands up and says this, there will inevitably be a second and a third person.

"The person who wrote this story behind the scenes has not been found to this day. I suspect that it may have been deliberately instigated by someone with ulterior motives."

Suddenly, arguments broke out again in the court. Some people were used to it, while others were new to the place and didn't know how they could start arguing.

Meanwhile, some people arranged by the Crown Prince and Bai Zunyue began to exert their influence.

"She's just a weak woman. The Imperial Guards have investigated her; she has no powerful backers. She was once the daughter of the Grand Tutor, but fate played a cruel trick on her, and she was switched at birth. Now she runs a bookstore simply to make a living. Some people are overthinking it. Don't you agree, Lord Lin?"

Lord Lin, who was suddenly mentioned, stood at the very back of the line and replied hesitantly in a low voice, "Yes, yes."

After he finished speaking, he looked ahead. The figure of the woman kneeling in front of the Golden Flowing Palace was so familiar, but he had not seen her for a long time. He never expected to see her again in the Golden Flowing Palace, in this way.

The emperor remained unmoved as he watched the people below argue, but they didn't seem to be making any progress. It was clear that the emperor had no intention of taking Ye Yuwu's life yet; otherwise, he would have given the order long ago.

"Father, I heard that today the women of Bianjing rose up in rebellion to support Miss Ye and Wuming. They have now taken their protest to the gates of the capital." Ye Yuwu suddenly heard a somewhat familiar voice and subconsciously glanced at it out of the corner of her eye.

However, since the person was blocked by the figures of others, she could only see a corner of the Qilin pattern on the robe. After only one glance, she dared not look again.

"These women are shouting for the release of the prisoners; they are truly shrewish!" The Imperial Censor suddenly stood up and said.

In the end, the civil and military officials discussed it back and forth but could not decide how to deal with her, so Ye Yuwu was temporarily imprisoned.

These people probably didn't expect that her cell was so luxurious, it didn't look like a prisoner's cell at all.

As for the women's march mentioned in the palace, it broke out on the very day Ye Yuwu entered the prison.

Ye Yuwu's imprisonment served as a catalyst.

Originally, these women were just honest and dutiful, reading storybooks at home. However, due to recent public opinion, many men in their families have become very averse to these storybooks, and the women dare not openly disobey them.

The incident involving the female official in the storybook had been widely discussed before. Initially, these men were afraid of losing their own interests, so they began to oppose the storybook.

The men accused the women of indulging in fantasies every day after reading the storybooks, and even becoming more picky about finding a husband, which they believed was caused by the storybooks.

The men in these stories are portrayed as too perfect, which is a complete poison to women, making it difficult for these men to find wives. So they are angry and not only curse Wuming, but also curse these women, telling them to go and be with the men in the stories!

Their words served as a wake-up call for these women who had long devoted themselves to their husbands and children, losing themselves in the process.

Sometimes, female awakening only takes a moment.

Only then did these women realize that perhaps what they loved was never the man in the storybook, but the soul of the author behind the book—Mr. Wuming.

A soul that truly considers women's freedom—that's what they yearn for. At this moment, they should unite, even if it's just to gain a little bit of their own rights.