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

However, Liang's actions were truly vile and despicable.

If she hadn't happened to know first aid, the young master would likely be in grave danger today.

Suffocation and lack of oxygen for a certain period of time can cause irreversible damage to the brain.

That Liang family actually wanted to turn a healthy child into an idiot.

The fact that the grandson of the Duke of Yuguo's family was an idiot not only caused grief to his family, but also brought shame upon them.

Not to mention herself, even if she has an alibi, how could she possibly get away with it if the family takes their anger out on her?

Liang was thinking of killing three birds with one stone—what a vicious idea!

Liu Wenying unconsciously clenched her fists, feeling resentful.

If she could help the First Madam resolve this worry and give the young master some satisfaction, the First Madam would look at her with even greater favor.

From now on, things will go smoothly for me in the manor.

But what should she do?

Liu Wenying walked to the window and pushed it open a crack.

The night outside the window was as dark as ink, and the gradually lighting up lights outlined the massive silhouette of the Duke's mansion.

In the following days, the Duke's mansion remained outwardly busy and festive as the year-end approached, but inwardly, the arrival of a distant collateral branch added a touch of stagnation and undercurrents.

Although Madam Pei did not directly lash out in anger at Chuntang that day, her dislike for him was already obvious.

From that day on, she used the excuse of being tired to push all the trivial matters of entertaining the Liang family onto her eldest daughter-in-law, Wen Jingshu, and couldn't be bothered to see that family that made her feel so suffocated.

Madam Liang, along with her two children, settled down in the guest courtyard of the mansion.

They seemed to have a "what will be, will be" attitude, but they occasionally showed pickiness and difficulty in their daily lives.

Today I felt the charcoal fire in the guest room wasn't burning bright enough, and I slept cold tonight.

Tomorrow, I'll say that the chefs in Beijing can't make authentic Jiangnan dishes because the tastes don't suit them.

The next day, he complained that the maids were not attentive enough, and that the tea was either too hot or too cold.

Each and every one of these things may seem like trivial matters, but they can't help but be talked about and criticized every day.

Liang vented all the anger she had suffered at Madam Pei's hands on Wen Jingshu.

Wen Jingshu could certainly understand the deeper meaning behind it.

Every time I hear Liang complain, my temples ache.

However, in order to maintain the appearance of family harmony, she could not break off relations, nor could she simply abandon the family like her mother-in-law.

After a few days, Wen Jingshu was worn out and looked like a ghost.

Zizhu brought in freshly brewed ginseng tea; this was already the third cup today.

Seeing that his master was once again racking his brains over the management of the servants in the guest quarters, he felt both distressed and annoyed.

Seeing the teacup placed on the kang table, he lowered his voice and said angrily, "Madam, look at you, you've lost so much weight in just a few days. The people in the west courtyard are clearly deliberately causing trouble. If only we could get rid of them."

"Zizhu, don't talk nonsense."

"Am I wrong? If you stay here any longer, forget about year-end affairs, just managing their family's affairs will drain your body dry!"

Wen Jingshu shook her head and remained silent.

Seeing that her master did not want to talk more, Zizhu felt even more frustrated. She turned her head and saw Liu Wenying coming out of the inner room with Yege'er's diaper in her hand.

She seemed to have found an ally and stepped forward.

"Nanny Liu, you're always so resourceful. Quickly think of a way to get them to leave our household sooner, so that Madam can have some peace and quiet?"

Liu Wenying folded the diaper neatly and handed it to the maid to take out and dispose of, speaking with great humility.

"Miss Zizhu is joking. I am merely a wet nurse with only a little experience in caring for children. How could I possibly know anything about such important matters as entertaining guests?"

Zizhu disagreed, feeling that Liu Wenying was being too cautious.

"Why be so modest, Nanny Liu? The young master was in such danger a few days ago; if it weren't for you, how could you have escaped unscathed? Are you just going to stand by and watch Madam suffer like this?"

Her words were sincere, but also a desperate attempt to find a cure.

I wish Liu Wenying could immediately transform into a female Zhuge Liang and offer a brilliant plan.

Liu Wenying pondered for a moment, then smiled and said, "This servant truly does not know anything about hospitality, but..."

She was thinking of something, but found it difficult to say.

"But what? Tell me quickly, I'm getting impatient!" Zizhu urged.

Wen Jingshu also turned her gaze over.

Liu Wenying didn't keep them in suspense, "This servant is ignorant and has no good ideas on the important matters of hospitality and family reputation, nor can I really ask them to leave as Miss Zizhu said."

She blinked, her eyes sparkling with a clear and mischievous glint.

"I think that since Madam has just given birth and has been working hard these past few days, it may be detrimental to her health. Perhaps if she were to fall ill, it might alleviate some of her current troubles."

She deliberately emphasized the word "illness".

Zizhu realized what was happening, "Pretending to be sick?"

Wen Jingshu instinctively denied it, "How can that be? The end of the year is approaching, and I have to take charge of all the affairs of the manor."

"Madam, it is precisely because the year is drawing to a close that you need to take good care of yourself and not let others' difficulties harm your health."

Moreover, childbirth is a major drain on a woman's energy, and doctors have advised that she needs to recuperate for several years to regain her strength.

"It is true that Madam is now in poor health. Even if she falls ill due to overwork, no one would say she is frail."

She paused, and seeing that Wen Jingshu was listening attentively and showed no displeasure, she continued.

"If the lady were to feign illness, others would see it and think that the family in the west courtyard was truly difficult to serve, having exhausted the master's wife to the point of illness. This is one reason."

Zizhu's eyes lit up as she listened, and she couldn't help but ask, "What's the second one?"

"Secondly, with the arrival of these people, the young master in the manor had already encountered such a dangerous situation. If you, Madam, were to fall ill as well, outsiders would inevitably think that they bring bad luck and deliberately offend the noble people in the manor."

These words were already quite bold. After Liu Wenying finished speaking, she lowered her head and waited for Wen Jingshu's reaction.

Wen Jingshu raised her eyes and looked at Liu Wenying again.

Unexpectedly, she possessed such a clever mind, and her method was remarkably effective.

"Alright, let's give it a try."

The next day, news spread from Tinglan Courtyard that the First Madam was ill.

The physician came and took her pulse, saying things like "postpartum imbalance and depletion of the heart meridian," basically telling the First Madam to rest well and avoid any further disturbances.

As a result, Tinglan Courtyard quickly put up a sign that it was closed for public viewing and rest.

Wen Jingshu had a perfectly legitimate reason to decline the task of entertaining the Liang family.

For the first two days, the woman surnamed Liang was unaware of the situation and assumed that Wen Jingshu was genuinely ill.

She wanted to visit him, but was stopped by the maid when she got to the door.

"Greetings, Madam Liang. The doctor has instructed our First Madam to rest quietly and not to receive guests. We will certainly convey your wishes on your behalf."

For two consecutive days, Liang encountered a setback that was neither too forceful nor too yielding. After realizing what was happening, she understood.

It must be that Wen Jingshu couldn't stand my nagging and nitpicking, so she simply pretended to be sick and wanted to avoid some peace and quiet.

Once she understood this, a fire ignited in Liang's heart.

What a fine eldest daughter-in-law of the Duke of Yu's mansion! She feigns illness to avoid guests and shows no regard for the relatives who have come from afar!

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