“Fine. You said it yourself!”
“Don’t regret it later…”
The old matriarch had long wanted to drive the main branch out.
Now that Ye Siming was useless, keeping them around would only drag everyone down—and they’d even have to spare them food.
“Why all the noise? Hurry up and get ready to depart. You Ye family are the only ones left. Behave yourselves.”
At that moment, Liu the Battalion Commander, who was in charge of escorting the exiles, arrived with his men, cursing as he walked.
“Damn it! What’s wrong with you Ye family? Two people need to be carried—and you’re carrying them like this? Don’t waste my time, or I’ll beat you to death!”
Seeing Liu raise his whip with a vicious glare, the once-arrogant Old Madam Ye and the others immediately wilted. Whips had no eyes—just yesterday, they’d been lashed several times while fighting over gold, and the pain still lingered.
Impatiently, Liu pointed at Ye Third and the others, ordering them to carry the two injured people and set off.
“Move it!”
He couldn’t be bothered with the Ye family’s internal mess. All he cared about was delivering the prisoners.
Ye Second, Ye Third, Second Young Master Ye Siran, and Third Young Master Ye Sifei reluctantly came forward and hoisted the injured onto their shoulders.
Once they left Prince Ye’s residence and reached the street, the crowd began pelting them with rotten eggs and spoiled vegetables.
“Pah! So much for a God of War—turns out he’s a traitor!”
“Beat the traitor to death!”
The enraged civilians shouted abuse.
Ye Siyun cried quietly, feeling indignant on her brother’s behalf.Mei Niang wept as she held her youngest son.
Ye Siming woke again. Hearing those words, he sneered inwardly. His face grew dark and cold—now he could finally see these people’s true faces. These were the very citizens he had risked his life to protect.
The rest of the Ye family looked ashen. Once glorious beyond compare, now fallen to utter ruin. Such a plunge was hard for anyone to accept.
Mu Mianmian, however, felt nothing in particular. When someone threw a rotten egg at her, she punched it away midair, her gaze sweeping coldly over the ignorant crowd.
The onlookers froze in fright.
What… what was that?
“Isn’t that the Mu family’s little disaster star? Why is she so fierce?”
“They say she’s a disaster star—of course she’s vicious!”
“Hmph! A disaster star suits a traitor perfectly!”
Mu Mianmian clenched her fist, her eyes icy.
The crowd’s voices dropped instantly; no one dared throw another rotten egg at her.
They passed through the streets and arrived at the gates of the capital.
Many other prisoners were already there. The exiles weren’t just from the Ye family—others had committed different crimes as well.
Outside the Ten-Li Pavilion, several carriages had been waiting for some time. They belonged to the Shen and Zhou families, who had come to deliver supplies to their daughters.
Large bundles were handed over.
“Eldest Sister-in-law, why didn’t anyone from the Mu family come to see you off?”Shen Jia hugged her large bundle, looking smugly at Mu Mianmian. She had married into the Ye family three months earlier than Mu Mianmian.
“They’re here,” someone said.
As the words fell, a carriage from the Mu family arrived—but only with servants.
“Third Miss, the master and madam instructed us to deliver a package to you.”
“So small? Hurry and open it—let’s see what’s inside.”Shen Jia glanced at her own huge bundle and sneered.
Second Madam Shen was also from the Shen family; the two were aunt and niece. Each held large bundles, their eyes full of mockery as they looked at Mu Mianmian’s tiny package.
Curious about what the Mu family was up to, Mu Mianmian opened it.
Inside was an embroidered box. Inside the box was a letter severing familial ties.
“Hahaha—”
“The Mu family actually sent her a letter of disownment.”
“Of course they did! She’s a disaster star. If you get the chance to cut ties, you’d be stupid not to.”
The two Shen women burst into mocking laughter.
Seeing that Mu Mianmian was even worse off than they were made them feel much better.
Mei Niang said gently, her heart aching, “Mianmian, it’s all right. From now on, we’re one family.”
“Sister-in-law, don’t be sad. We’re your family now.”Ye Siyun felt distressed for her—what kind of parents could do this?
Even little Ye Sijin looked worried.“Sister-in-law… A-Jin will protect you in the future.”
Ye Siming was so enraged by the earlier abuse that he fainted again.
Mu Mianmian put away the letter of severance.“Mm. Let’s go.”
She was more than happy to cut ties with the Mu family.
Given the chance, she’d kick out the second and third branches of the Ye family as well.
Only then would life be comfortable for the main household.
“Mother, let me carry Xiao Jin.”
Mu Mianmian reached out and lifted her three-year-old brother-in-law.
His cheeks were soft and chubby, delicate as carved jade—adorable.
Even dressed in coarse clothes, his refined features couldn’t be hidden.
“Thank you, Sister-in-law,” he said obediently.
Mu Mianmian truly liked this family. In her previous life, she’d never had the chance to have relatives like these.