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

Cuihua was on duty in the afternoon.

Upon seeing the Third Master arrive, she embraced Pei Yexuan and bowed respectfully.

Pei Yaojun's gaze swept around the room, but he still couldn't see the figure he wanted to see.

He casually inquired about his nephew's situation, and Cuihua answered respectfully in detail.

Pei Yaojun listened absentmindedly, but his eyes kept glancing towards the door, as if he was expecting something.

After Cuihua finished speaking, the room fell silent again; the person he was looking for did not appear.

He pursed his lips, and the pretense on Pei Yaojun's face completely vanished. He didn't even bother to find an excuse and turned to leave.

He visited Tinglan Temple for two consecutive days, though he did not stay long. This unusual behavior still attracted the attention of the people in the temple.

Zizhu combed Wen Jingshu's long hair. "Madam, what's wrong with Third Master? He rarely comes to our courtyard, but these past two days he seems to have changed his ways, coming so frequently."

Wen Jingshu looked at her hair in the mirror, her tone revealing the indulgence of an elder sister-in-law towards her unruly younger brother.

"With his personality, he's always on a whim. Who knows what new tricks he'll come up with this time? As long as he doesn't cause trouble outside, let him be."

Everyone in the manor knows that the Third Master is the most restless person, and his ability to cause trouble far surpasses his ability to study and practice martial arts. It is already a rare thing that he can stay in the manor peacefully.

Zizhu, however, was not so optimistic. "Third Master is almost of age, yet he still acts impulsively and lacks composure. The Duke and Duchess must have worried about him so much."

"Some people mature more slowly. No matter what others say, it's useless. They have to fall down and learn a real lesson before they can truly learn from it."

"Tumble?" Zizhu chuckled. "With Third Master's status and temper, who inside or outside the manor would dare to trip him up? We should be grateful if he doesn't let anyone else trip up."

"Even a large number of ants can kill an elephant, let alone a proud elephant."

Zizhu asked curiously, "Then who could make Third Master trip and fall?"

"Look, life is unpredictable; who can say for sure?"

Wen Jingshu never imagined that her words would come true.

The one who would make that little devil suffer repeated setbacks in the future was none other than Liu Wenying, who seemed to be the most well-behaved and obedient girl in their courtyard.

Meanwhile, Liu Wenying was sewing clothes for Luoluo in the small house, completely unaware of this, and even less aware that she had unknowingly escaped Pei Yaojun's "search and capture" twice.

As for Pei Yaojun, he was a young man by nature, and his interest was like ripples on the water, coming and going quickly.

After two failed attempts to meet the person he wanted to see, his initial excitement faded, and he found it boring.

After that, he stopped going to Tinglan Courtyard and turned his attention to other new things.

After a few peaceful days, as night deepened, Liu Wenying finished her busy day and returned to her own little house in the southeast corner of the mansion.

Pushing open the door, a warm oil lamp was lit inside, and Xiaozhu was playing with Luoluo.

"Sister Liu is back? The food is kept warm in the food box, I'll go get it right away."

"Thank you for your hard work, Xiaozhu."

Liu Wenying rubbed her slightly sore neck.

With the diligent and considerate Xiaozhu by her side, she was indeed much more relaxed. At least when she returned to this little haven, she could immediately have a hot meal.

Soon, Xiaozhu set out two simple dishes and a soup on the table.

It was only the servants' ration, but with one meat dish and one vegetable dish, and unlimited rice, it was enough for Liu Wenying.

The two sat around the table, eating and chatting.

"Sister Liu, have you heard? Things are getting rather unsettled in the capital lately; there's a problem with flower thieves!"

Liu Wenying paused, her hand still holding the food she was picking up. "A flower thief?"

Xiao Zhu nodded vigorously and poured out all the information she had heard from the other servants.

"They say that thief is incredibly audacious. At first, he only targeted women from ordinary families, but lately he's become increasingly brazen, even harming the wives and daughters of many officials!"

No wonder I heard the First Madam mention a few days ago that Master Pei Dingxuan was returning to the mansion less and less often, and even when he did return, it was late at night, and he was exhausted.

Since this case involves officials and their families, the Ministry of Justice must be under immense pressure and extremely busy with it.

"Haven't they caught anyone yet?" Liu Wenying asked.

Xiao Zhu shook her head. "Not yet. That thief is very cunning; he comes and goes without a trace."

"But don't worry, Sister Liu, our Duke's Mansion is heavily guarded, nothing will happen."

Liu Wenying nodded; she naturally trusted the guards of the Duke's mansion.

Those lecherous thieves hiding in the shadows, who specifically target women, are bound to feel regretful.

The world is already harsh on women these days, and if they encounter such a calamity, it's a complete catastrophe.

After dinner, Xiaozhu quickly cleaned up the dishes and returned to her assigned servants' quarters to rest.

Only Liu Wenying and her daughter Luoluo, who was already fast asleep, remained in the room.

Xiao Zhu said that the Duke's mansion was heavily guarded and the flower thief would certainly not dare to come, but Liu Wenying was still a little uneasy living alone with her child in a relatively remote corner.

After thinking it over, she went to the small kitchen and found a sturdy and handy fire poker, placing it within easy reach of her bedside before turning off the light and lying down with her daughter in her arms.

After a few days of such vigilance, everything remained calm outside.

When Xiaozhu returned that day, she said that the flower thief who had caused such a stir in the city had been captured by the government and thrown into prison.

Only then did Liu Wenying feel completely at ease. She put the fire poker behind the door, hoping she would never need it.

That night.

Liu Wenying was holding her daughter, who was fast asleep.

She woke up inexplicably in the middle of the night, checked that Luo Luo wasn't crying, and prepared to go back to sleep.

However, a very faint sound, unlike the rustling of the night wind through the branches, arose.

It looked as if someone was deliberately walking lightly on the fallen leaves.

An instinctive alertness dispelled Liu Wenying's drowsiness.

My heart started pounding wildly in the quiet night.

The thief has already been caught, hasn't he?

What's going on outside?

Having confirmed that there were people outside, Liu Wenying no longer suspected anything and decided to strike first.

Clutching the fire poker, she shuffled outwards along the doorframe.

Under the moonlight, a tall, dark figure stood atop the wall.

The dark figure vaulted over the high wall, but when it landed, it seemed to lose its footing and staggered a few steps.

This place was the most secluded corner of the mansion, with walls connecting it to the outside, yet someone actually managed to break in from the outside.

It's too late to call the patrol now, and Liu Wenying is unwilling to sit and wait for her doom.

Fear turned into ruthlessness, and she approached breathlessly.

The dark figure had its back to her, swaying, and the smell of alcohol wafted through the air.

Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, Liu Wenying gritted her teeth and swung the wooden stick around, sweeping it towards his back.

"Ouch!"

A cry of pain suddenly rang out, and the dark figure clutched his back, about to kneel down.

Liu Wenying had just landed a successful blow and was about to finish it off.

By the dim moonlight, I could see the face of the person who had been hit, which had turned around in pain.

A crimson robe, her black hair adorned with a jade hairpin askew to one side.

It was actually Third Master Pei Yaojun?

Liu Wenying froze, the fire poker she was holding high in the air, completely stunned.

How could it be him?

How could he have climbed over the wall and run into the mansion in the middle of the night?

Pei Yaojun was hit hard on the head, and his drunkenness was mostly sobered up.

He clutched his burning back, grimacing as he roared, "Which blind bastard... dared to hit me?"

It seems she's gotten herself into big trouble.

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