Thrown out of the house, the wet nurse enters the noble household and becomes a person of high statu

Pei Dingxuan's eyes swept over her neatly arranged clothes, his expression blank. "Is Ye'er alright today?"

He showed no intention of pursuing the matter, which put Liu Wenying at ease. "Young Master is in relatively good spirits today. I checked him before feeding and he did not have a fever. He is also sleeping quite soundly. However, newborns are prone to waking up, so I will keep a close eye on him."

Her answer was clear and logical, and Pei Dingxuan's gaze unconsciously drifted back to her.

However, before it landed on the body, but this time it landed on the face.

The new wet nurse looked very young, with delicate features, a straight nose, and naturally rosy lips.

Perhaps because she had just given birth, her cheeks were plump and fair, with a healthy blush, like white jade stained with rouge.

Pei Dingxuan's eyes darkened, and he quickly composed himself.

"Take good care of Ye'er."

After saying that, he didn't linger, and his tall figure quickly disappeared outside the curtain.

Only after he left did Liu Wenying finally relax completely.

This old man looks serious, but he's not too difficult to get along with.

It's the way he looks at people that's so intense, like he's interrogating a criminal, that's really hard to resist.

Liu Wenying shook her head, dismissing the strangeness, and continued to focus on patting and coaxing the little master in her arms.

……

Pei Dingxuan came out of the side room and was about to return to the main room.

Inside the room, Wen Jingshu had already gone to bed, but when she heard the maid report that the master had returned, she immediately put on her clothes and got up, wanting to get out of bed to greet him.

Pei Dingxuan entered the room, took a few steps forward, and pressed down on her shoulder.

"You're lying down, what are you going to do if you get up?"

Wen Jingshu was pushed back onto the bed by him. She looked up at her husband, feeling somewhat aggrieved.

"You haven't returned since the day you gave birth. Have you forgotten you have a young child at home? Is the Ministry of Justice... that busy?"

Pei Dingxuan sat down on the embroidered stool by the bed, rubbed his temples, and said, "Well, there's a case that came up suddenly, and I can't get away."

He opened his eyes and looked at his wife's pale and haggard face. "If you need anything, just tell the servants in the house."

"What I need is for you to be with me..." Wen Jingshu hesitated, but ultimately didn't say it.

"I understand. Everything is fine in the manor, so my husband need not worry."

Wen Jingshu yawned. It was already late at night outside the window. She suggested, "Let me help my husband get some rest."

Pei Dingxuan shook his head, "No, you should take good care of yourself during your postpartum period. I have some files to review in my study."

The reason is justifiable, but it reveals a sense of detachment from the official business.

After saying that, he helped her to sleep, his movements gentle and considerate.

"You rest first, I'll come see Ye'er again tomorrow."

After Pei Dingxuan left, Wen Jingshu's smile faded.

Zizhu gently advised, "Madam, the master is just concerned about your health and doesn't want to disturb you at night."

Yes, everyone says he cares about her.

But why does my heart feel like it's weighed down by a wad of wet cotton, so heavy that I can't breathe?

The two had been married for two years and treated each other with respect. He was polite and considerate, but he lacked the tenderness and concern that a couple should have.

It was as if she was merely his legal wife, whom he needed to take care of, rather than the woman he truly loved and cherished.

Wen Jingshu turned to face the bed curtains, forcing back the stinging in her eyes.

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As dawn broke, Liu Wenying prepared to return to Youyuxuan to rest.

As soon as they stepped through the moon gate, they bumped into Cuihua, the wet nurse, standing outside.

Upon seeing her, Cuihua snorted coldly and brushed past her, the disdain and dissatisfaction in her eyes almost tangible.

Liu Wenying was taken aback by this sudden hostility. Cuihua was a taciturn girl who usually didn't talk to them. What had she done to offend her?

As I entered the room with doubts, my daughter on the bed began to cry.

Knowing that she was starving and had no one to take care of her at night, Liu Wenying immediately took off her clothes and breastfed her.

Once Luo Luo started nursing, she immediately calmed down.

After feeding the baby, there was breakfast on the table, delivered from the kitchen, which was still a nourishing meal to promote lactation.

Liu Wenying ate silently, but in her heart she was thinking about the reason for Cuihua's change in attitude.

After the meal, Qiuyue tidied up and prepared to go on her shift.

She was easy to talk to, so Liu Wenying took advantage of Cuihua being in the courtyard outside the house and asked her in a low voice.

"Sister Qiuyue, I noticed that Sister Cuihua seems a little unhappy, but what did I do wrong to offend her?"

Qiuyue glanced outside, making sure Cuihua couldn't hear her before saying, "Sigh, don't take it to heart. Actually, last night when you were on duty, your maid was probably starving and cried for most of the night."

"Cuihua is a light sleeper, and the noise kept her awake all night, so she was naturally irritable when it got light."

"I had to go over and feed the baby a few sips before the baby finally fell asleep."

Liu Wenying understood and felt extremely guilty: "So that's how it is. I'm so sorry to my sisters, and thank you so much for Qiuyue's help last night."

"It's alright, we'll help each other out."

Qiuyue waved her hand, her face smiling kindly, "However, we should try to keep the children quiet at night from now on. There are strict rules in the manor, and it would be bad if they disturbed the master."

"I understand," Liu Wenying nodded in agreement.

Qiuyue offered her a few more words of comfort before turning around and going off to her post.

After working the night shift, Liu Wenying had planned to catch up on her sleep.

But with this matter on his mind, he found an opportunity to approach Cuihua.

"Sister Cuihua, I'm so sorry that my daughter cried and fussed last night, disturbing your rest."

As she spoke, she took out one hundred coins from her purse as an apology.

"Please be more understanding of me in the future, Sister Cuihua."

Cuihua didn't even lift her eyelids, nor did she take the money.

"Take care of me? I'd like to, but I'm a light sleeper and can't handle the hassle. No offense, but you can barely take care of yourself, yet you insist on bringing the child into the house. Isn't that just causing trouble for others?"

Cuihua decided to vent all her frustrations, "One night of noise is fine, but what if you have to make this noise every night when you're on the night shift? How am I supposed to get any sleep? How am I supposed to do my job?"

Liu Wenying had stayed up all night and was exhausted. Her temples were throbbing, but she still patiently and gently assured him.

"Sister Cuihua is right. I only kept Luoluo with me because my husband died and I was kicked out by my in-laws. But don't worry, I'll find a way as soon as possible."

When Liu Wenying first entered the manor yesterday and spoke of her background, Cuihua was not present. Cuihua was not one to meddle in other people's business, and it was only today that she learned the reason for bringing the child into the manor.

Her attitude was respectful, so Cuihua couldn't continue to make a scene and turned her head away, ignoring her.

Liu Wenying also knew that verbal promises were useless; she had to take concrete actions.

When Qiuyue returned, she suggested, "Do you think we could switch shifts? That way, even if Luoluo cries at night, she won't disturb anyone."

Qiu Yue was in a dilemma. "Good sister, it's not that I want to help you, it's just that my eyesight is bad. I can't see things clearly at night, and I'm afraid I won't be able to take good care of the young master."

Liu Wenying had no choice but to give up.

After repeatedly hitting a snag, hoping for sympathy or a shift change is unrealistic; I have to find a solution myself.

She carefully observed the layout of Youyuxuan, where two side rooms were right next to the main room.

Although the side room was small and filled with miscellaneous items, it could be tidied up to make room for the mother and daughter to live.

If we could move there, even if my daughter cried at night, she wouldn't disturb others, saving us a lot of gossip and trouble.

Having made up her mind, Liu Wenying went to find Granny Tian and made her request.

Granny Tian glanced at her. "That room is dark and small; how can anyone live there?"

"I am grateful for any shelter from the wind and rain; it is better than disturbing others."

"You're considerate of others. Fine, go if you want."

Liu Wenying smiled and said, "Thank you, Granny!"

Granny Tian stopped her, "Wait, I haven't finished speaking. You'll have to clean that room yourself; there aren't any spare people in the manor to help you. You can stay there, but if you damage anything inside, you'll be in for a world of hurt!"

The words sounded stern, but they meant it was approved.

Liu Wenying thanked her again before leaving.

Stepping out of the room, her opinion of Granny Tian changed somewhat.

Granny Tian may appear cold and strict, and she is very disciplined, but as long as you don't cross the bottom line of the household, she is not unreasonable.

In this strictly regulated mansion, to encounter a head nanny with a sharp tongue but a kind heart is already a stroke of good luck amidst misfortune.

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