Aunt Zhao clutched her sleeves to wipe the tea from her face, but her eyes were deep and dark, making it impossible to discern her current mood or emotion. "I’ve come here tonight simply to tell you one thing. Consort Pei is already dead, slain in the streets! No one knows who did it, but regardless, you are finally free, Owner He." After saying this, Aunt Zhao placed the key used to open the door on the table. Then, she turned around, her face expressionless, and walked away without looking back. He Su was taken aback. Shock took hold of her heart, and then she suddenly burst into hysterical laughter! "Pei Yu is dead? She’s really dead? Good, she died a good death!!" Tears streamed down her face as she laughed. For more than a year, He Mansion had been gloomy and oppressive, and He Su herself had been imprisoned by Pei Yu. She had suffered countless humiliations at the hands of Pei Yu. She had thought about resisting, but the people that Pei Yu had brought back from The Outside were too terrifying! She was a delicate lady, no match for those fierce women. She could only be like fish on a chopping block, subject to others’ will! But now, she was finally liberated. Whoever did it had delivered divine justice!! After Aunt Zhao left, Tie Hailan and her coachman also emerged from their hiding place. All of the previous conversation between He Su and her servant had been overheard by Tie Hailan. She was slightly stunned inside, recalling that in the past, she had seen He Su and Luo Yang, loving and respecting each other as a couple within He Mansion. She had always thought that He Su was deeply in love with Luo Yang, only to realize that she had been mistaken. A faint emotion flickered across Tie Hailan’s heart. She thought back carefully on the whole process of getting to know He Su, of becoming acquainted and then friends, and she suddenly realized something. Perhaps she didn’t understand He Su as well as she had thought. Tie Hailan pondered for a moment, then composed her slightly complex emotions. "He Su..." She walked towards the room. As soon as He Su looked up, she saw Tie Hailan. Surprised and then overjoyed, she quickly got up and hurried towards Tie Hailan with small steps. "Hai Lan, what are you doing here?" He Su wore an excited expression. Before Tie Hailan could say a word, her coachman spoke with overwhelming joy, "Owner He, our mistress has come especially for you! We haven’t heard from you in a year. Our mistress wrote you many letters, but never received a reply. There’s just been too much happening in Jun City, and our mistress really couldn’t get away. But now, as soon as she was free, she rushed over immediately." He Su’s eyes moistened, and suddenly she covered her face and wept softly. The coachman said, "Oh dear, why have you started to cry?" He Su, sobbing, shook her head, "It’s... it’s nothing. I’m just too happy." The coachman comforted He Su, "We know a bit about your situation. Don’t worry, that Pei person is dead now. You’ve really suffered these past days." Tie Hailan suddenly coughed. The coachman was so warm and caring to He Su, mainly out of respect for Tie Hailan. He knew that Tie Hailan and He Su had always had a good relationship. But now, the coachman was puzzled. Could it be that this flattery had missed its mark? It seemed he hadn’t targeted the right place.