Xie Hongdao walked straight in just like that, seeing a drying pole for clothes in the courtyard, and a row of low side rooms to one side for servants to live in, with a few maidservants and old hags cleaning the courtyard.
Passing through, not only did the ones at the gate fail to notice him, but as Xie Hongdao went further in, walking past the flower hall in the corridor and seeing two people coming over and talking from afar, they did not notice him either.
"Sigh, the master has been demoted."
"That's right, the madam is taking it very hard, she had a good cry."
"Don't even mention the madam; the master has locked himself in the Book of Documents room and hasn't come out all day."
Xie Hongdao smiled silently, walking along the corridor, and successively encountered a few servants, who likewise did not notice him.
In the eyes of those people, he might no longer be a human, but a tiny flying insect, or even a fallen leaf blown past by the wind.
It was not that the person had disappeared, but rather that in their eyes, Xie Hongdao's sense of presence had dropped to the lowest point at this moment, as if he had been replaced by something else.
When he raised his head to look, he had already reached the end of the corridor, clearly the location of the Book of Documents room.
It was decorated quite nicely, with vermilion paint between the lacquered pillars, and two bird cages hanging under the eaves. He had just arrived at the Book of Documents room door and was about to push it open to go in when the door creaked open of its own accord, and a woman came out.
She was dressed like a married