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

"Ugh—!"

Liu Wenying was so terrified that her heart almost jumped out of her throat.

She struggled desperately, but because her mouth and nose were covered, she couldn't make a loud sound.

The person who grabbed her had an extremely strong grip; they were definitely not a woman.

Who is he? What does he want? Why am I so unlucky?

Fear welled up from the bottom of my heart, and suddenly the person spoke: "Don't shout, it's me."

Liu Wenying's struggling movements suddenly froze, and she turned her head to look, using the reflection of the snow.

Pei Yaojun was wearing a crimson brocade robe with arrow-sleeved top, over which was a gray cloak, and his face showed obvious irritation.

Little Yama? What's he doing here? And in the dead of night, outside the servants' quarters?

When Pei Yaojun saw that she recognized him and stopped struggling, he slowly released his hand from her mouth and nose, but he did not completely let go, keeping his arm around her to prevent her from escaping.

Once Liu Wenying was able to breathe, she immediately gasped for air, looking surprised and uncertain. "Third Master? What are you doing here? This is against the rules."

"Rules?" Pei Yaojun scoffed, his weary eyes shining surprisingly brightly in the darkness. "I can't sleep. This lousy temple, with its strict rules and regulations, is suffocating! The bed is so hard, and my head is buzzing with the scriptures I chanted during the day!"

He paused, then said, "Sing that song you hummed in the carriage earlier, sing it for me again."

Liu Wenying was stunned. Just for this?

He ran to the servants' quarters in the dead of night just to hear her humming a song?

Liu Wenying tried to refuse, "How can this be done so late at night? This servant..."

"Stop talking nonsense, go to my bedroom and hum a song, and I'll let you go if you can appease me."

Pei Yaojun impatiently interrupted her, tightening his grip to take her away.

How could Liu Wenying agree? In the dead of night, a man and a woman alone together, if seen by someone, she wouldn't be able to explain herself no matter how hard she tried.

She desperately tried to shrink back, crying out, "Third Master, you mustn't! My child is still inside!"

The child is too young to be separated from his mother, so she would never go.

Upon hearing the mention of the child, Pei Yaojun paused, then, as if remembering something, said, "Then bring the child over as well."

"No, Luo Luo is still too young; she can't get cold at night."

The repeated rejections infuriated Pei Yaojun. "Liu Wenying, don't be so stubborn! I'll carry you away right now, you believe me?"

After he finished speaking, he actually made a move as if he was about to take action.

Liu Wenying was terrified. This man never acted according to common sense; he might say something but not necessarily do it.

"No, no, no, Third Master, please don't. This servant will take the child with me."

Seeing that she had given in, Pei Yaojun snorted coldly, released his grip on her, and gestured for her to go and come back quickly.

Don't try any tricks.

"This servant wouldn't dare."

Liu Wenying, her hands and feet ice-cold, pushed open the door and, amidst the snoring filling the room, groped her way back to her bunk.

She carefully wrapped Luo Luo in a thick blanket before preparing to leave.

Cuihua, who was in the next bunk, was awakened by the slight noise.

She groggily propped herself up, "It's so late, where are you taking Luo Luo?"

Liu Wenying's heart almost stopped, but fortunately it was dark enough that no one could see her abnormality.

"Luo Luo peed, so I took her outside to clean her up so she wouldn't be uncomfortable and cry, disturbing everyone."

The reason was quite ordinary and reasonable. Cuihua was already sleepy, so she just said "oh" and went back to sleep.

Liu Wenying dared not linger any longer. Holding Luo Luo, she tiptoed out of the house like a thief.

In the shadows of the corridor, a crimson figure was still waiting for her. When she came out, the figure turned around and gestured for her to follow.

The night air is colder than during the day; your breath turns to frost.

The outlines of the palaces in the distance were vaguely visible in the darkness, and the flying eaves and brackets looked like the silhouettes of beasts at first glance.

Occasionally, a night breeze blows by, and the wind chimes under the eaves tinkle softly.

Walking through the empty, quiet temple corridors, bathed in the soft light and shadows, Liu Wenying felt uneasy and hugged Luo Luo tightly.

Pei Yaojun, who was walking ahead, noticed her slight trembling and suddenly laughed, "You're afraid sometimes too?"

Liu Wenying pursed her lips and remained silent.

"When you hit me with that stick that night, weren't you quite skilled and bold? How come you were scared by the dark Buddhist temple?"

Bringing up old stories again, still in the same tone.

The fear in my heart was suddenly diluted by a strange sense of annoyance.

"Third Master is so petty, always dwelling on that little thing."

"I'm petty? I've already shown you immense kindness by not dragging you out, giving you a beating, and kicking you out of the manor! How dare you complain that I'm petty?"

The words were harsh, but they were not unfounded.

In the government office, insubordination is indeed a serious crime.

Liu Wenying remained silent.

Indeed, the fact that he could keep the matter quiet and only occasionally bring it up to tease her was already considered exceptionally "tolerant."

It's at least better than being executed directly.

Seeing her silence, Pei Yaojun seemed to have lost interest in continuing the argument and urged her to catch up quickly.

Pei Yaojun's meditation room was located in a relatively secluded and quiet spot in Yunshui Liao, a world apart from the crowded dormitory of the servants.

As you push open the door, the warm scent of charcoal fire mixed with the aroma of sandalwood greets you.

The interior furnishings are simple yet elegant, making it easy to distinguish the master from the servants at a glance.

Liu Wenying settled Luoluo on the heated kang bed.

"What are you dawdling for? Sing already!"

Pei Yaojun took off his cloak and sat impatiently on the edge of the bed.

Liu Wenying stood by the bed, feeling her throat dry and unable to utter a single syllable.

"This servant...something..." she stammered.

"What's wrong?" Pei Yaojun frowned, his patience running out.

"Your Highness, I cannot sing without holding the child."

She wasn't just making excuses; she usually hummed these songs to comfort Luo Luo, her mind focused entirely on the child.

It would be difficult for her to get into the right mindset to sing to the Little King of Hell at this moment.

"What's so difficult about that?"

"what!"

He pulled Liu Wenying hard, and in a dizzying moment, she was dragged down to sit on the edge of the bed.

Immediately afterward, Pei Yaojun, without saying a word, tore open a corner of the heavy bed curtains and pulled her inside.

Suddenly, darkness fell, and Liu Wenying was already half-leaning against the inner wall of the bed. Pei Yaojun took the opportunity to lie down beside her, tilting his head to the side and resting it on her lap without any hesitation.

"Third Master!"

Men and women should not touch each other; how dare he?!

Pei Yaojun was completely oblivious to her shock, and even comfortably adjusted his position on her lap, saying matter-of-factly, "Is this alright now? Hurry up and sing, or it'll be dawn."

The warmth seeped through the fabric, and the weight of his head pressed firmly against her legs.

"Sing," Pei Yaojun urged again, his eyes closed.

If we don't comply with him now, who knows what this man might do.

Liu Wenying began to speak tremulously, "The moon is bright, the wind is still, the leaves are shading the window..."

But his voice was dry and broken, completely lacking the gentle and melodious quality of that day.

Pei Yaojun frowned immediately and interrupted with displeasure, "It wasn't like this last time. Are you trying to fool me?"

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