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

Liu Wenying thought that after the entanglement in the side room, she would at least be able to have a few days of peace and quiet.

Unexpectedly, the Little Yama King was like a piece of chewing gum that couldn't be shaken off, a persistent ghost.

She had just finished her shift and was walking along the corridor towards her secluded little courtyard.

As they walked, they pondered what fresh complementary foods they could make for Luo Luo when they got back.

As she walked to a corner of the garden hidden by a rockery, a hand suddenly reached out from the side and pulled her into the depths of the flower shadows.

Pei Yaojun stood tall and elegant against the rock, his gold-embroidered crimson robe catching the eye.

Liu Wenying was startled, but after recognizing him, her heart pounded with a mix of relief and unease.

"Third Master, what are you doing?"

Pei Yaojun casually crossed his arms and glanced at her. "What? Are you surprised to see me?"

"Didn't Third Master say yesterday in the First Madam's courtyard that he would let me go as long as I didn't do anything about it?" Liu Wenying tried to pretend to be confused.

"When did I agree to let you go? You're quite the sophistry."

Okay, pretending to be confused won't work.

Seeing that she didn't speak, but just silently pursed her lips, looking like she had been exposed and had no words to say.

Pei Yaojun chuckled, "Looks like that slap you gave me didn't scare you, but it certainly emboldened you. You even dare to drop your master's words?"

After returning from Tinglan Courtyard yesterday, he did consider ways to deal with Liu Wenying.

For example, find a pretext to reprimand her for neglecting her duties, or directly have the person in charge send her to the hardest and most tiring place.

But then I thought about it again. This woman is now someone my sister-in-law can use. She manages the accounts very well and takes good care of her nephew. She has won my sister-in-law's trust.

If I were to harm her without a reason, my sister-in-law would certainly object and would inevitably interfere, perhaps even alarming my mother.

More importantly, he had to make sure his parents didn't find out when he climbed over the wall in the middle of the night.

If you try to discipline a wet nurse, you might end up getting yourself into trouble and receiving a beating from your family.

That would truly be a double loss, utterly humiliating.

After much thought, Pei Yaojun realized that this matter really couldn't be discussed openly and shouldn't be publicized.

Since the open approach doesn't work... let's try the covert approach.

He has plenty of ways to slowly cure her!

Liu Wenying felt a chill run down her spine under his gaze. "Third Master, what exactly do you want from me?"

Yes, that's it. The more anxious she is, the happier he is.

Pei Yaojun deliberately remained silent, making her increasingly flustered, which greatly satisfied his wicked sense of pleasure.

Liu Wenying was extremely nervous; her breathing quickened and her chest heaved.

Pei Yaojun's eyes were fixed on her every move, and he uttered a startling statement.

"Give me a taste first, and I'll spare you for now."

Liu Wenying didn't react immediately, "What are we eating?"

"If my nephew can eat it, why can't I?"

He... he actually wanted to...?!

"You're shameless!"

What's the difference between that and indecent assault?

She was just a wet nurse, not a concubine!

Liu Wenying was like a firecracker, her fuse ignited by Pei Yaojun's words.

He just happened to like her when she was all flustered and jumping around, yet helpless against him.

"What? You don't want to?"

Pei Yaojun said dismissively, "I haven't even settled accounts with you yet, and you can't even offer this small compensation?"

Liu Wenying showed no intention of complying.

Pei Yaojun's patience also ran out.

Since the soft approach isn't working, let's try the hard approach.

His face darkened, and without further ado, he reached out to tug at the embroidered hem of his garment.

"Let go..."

Liu Wenying tried her best to protect him, but her strength was nothing compared to Pei Yaojun's.

The thin clothes were about to be torn to shreds.

"Third brother, what are you doing?"

A deep, magnetic male voice cut in from the side.

Pei Dingxuan strolled slowly along the garden path, his official robes crisp and his brows sharp.

"Big brother?" Pei Yaojun's back stiffened, and he instantly suppressed his fierce aura.

As soon as he turned around, Liu Wenying was revealed behind him.

The pretty wet nurse pulled her clothes tight, her hair was disheveled, and her eyes were slightly red.

Pei Dingxuan stepped forward, his stern gaze fixed on Pei Yaojun.

"Dragging at a woman in broad daylight, such frivolous behavior!"

"Pei Yaojun, you're coming of age next month, is this the proper etiquette you've learned? Do you think you've lived up to your parents' teachings, and the honor of the Pei family?"

Pei Yaojun was reprimanded and wanted to defend himself, but he couldn't find a way to do so.

He could argue and make trouble for Liu Wenying, but in front of his elder brother, who was always fair, just, and had a great deal of authority, none of his little tricks would work.

He stiffened his neck, hesitated for a long time, and then reluctantly whispered, "I...I know I was wrong."

"If you admit your mistake, go back and reflect on it behind closed doors. If I see you behave like this again, I will report it to my parents and have you punished according to family rules!"

The third master of the Pei family fears nothing but his father, mother, and the elder brother in front of him.

He glanced at Liu Wenying with resentment, then darted out of the artificial hill without looking back.

Behind the artificial hill, only Pei Dingxuan and the still-shaken Liu Wenying remained.

Even though she was extremely embarrassed, she did not forget that the rules of the manor were paramount, and bowed in the direction of Pei Dingxuan.

"This servant... thanks you, sir."

"Are you alright?"

The simple three words brought a slight lump to Liu Wenying's throat, but she understood perfectly well what was going on.

Just now, the old man seemed to be sternly reprimanding and scolding the third master.

Ultimately, they were the family, connected by blood, while he was nothing more than an insignificant servant.

The old man's harsh words were probably more out of a sense of responsibility to uphold the family's reputation and discipline his younger brother.

Look at Pei Yaojun, he only got a scolding, without any real punishment. He was just picked up high and put down lightly.

"I'm fine."

Pei Dingxuan looked at her for a moment, then said in a low voice, "If he bullies you again in the future, you can come to me."

He raised his hand, intending to pat her shoulder to comfort her.

Before the large hand could even land, Liu Wenying trembled in surprise.

The man paused, then finally withdrew his fist and added in a low voice, "Go back."

Before Liu Wenying could thank him politely again, he had already walked away.

After composing herself and adjusting her appearance, Liu Wenying left the artificial hill and returned to her room.

Perhaps it was because the old man had seen and scolded him that day that Pei Yaojun became wary.

For a long time afterward, he did not cause any more trouble for Liu Wenying.

Liu Wenying was happy to have some peace and quiet, and focused all her attention on taking care of Luoluo and the young master.

Time flies, and the little master is already six months old.

She is fair-skinned and chubby, with big, bright black eyes.

He is no longer content to lie down or be held; he can now sit up on his own and has begun to try crawling.

The warm autumn sun shone into the room.

Liu Wenying spread a thick, soft blanket on the daybed and had Wen Jingshu sit at one end of the blanket, holding a brightly colored rattle.

The rattle drum shook, producing a crisp sound.

Pei Yexuan was drawn in by the vibrant colors and pleasant sounds, and lay down on the other end of the blanket.

He tilted his little head up, his dark, grape-like eyes fixed on the rattle drum, and made urgent "ah ah" sounds.

Seeing that no one was helping, the little arms and legs began to exert force, and it crawled towards its mother with arching and creaking movements.

Seeing his adorable struggle to move, everyone couldn't help but laugh; he looked like a caterpillar.

Little Ye'er was about to crawl to her mother's side and reached out her little hand to grab the rattle drum.

Suddenly, he stopped, tilted his little face up, opened his little mouth, and uttered two syllables.

"Mother……"

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