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

Liu Wenying fell onto the velvet carpet. It didn't hurt, but the weight pressing down on her made it hard for her to breathe.

When Ah Cai heard no further response, he seemed uneasy and called out, "Third Master, Nurse Liu, if you're feeling unwell, just let me know. I'll hurry, let's get back to the manor quickly!"

With that, the whip cracked, and the carriage suddenly accelerated.

She dared not make a sound, but desperately pushed Pei Yaojun off her, trying to make him stop.

Pei Yaojun ignored her rejection.

He even grabbed her hands that were pushing him away, pressed them against his waist, and then kissed her more forcefully.

Liu Wenying struggled, completely losing her composure, and accidentally pressed down on the lower part of his muscular abdomen.

Pei Yaojun let out a low, hoarse sigh, then lowered his head again, his lips changing target to cover her earlobe, his warm breath filling her mouth.

It's all in chaos, everything's in complete chaos...

It was already late at night when the carriage stopped outside the gate of the Duke of Yu's mansion.

Ah Cai reined in the carriage, jumped off, and respectfully greeted those inside, "Third Master, Granny Liu, we've arrived."

The carriage was deathly silent.

Ah Cai waited for a while, but there was no movement. He was puzzled and was about to lift the curtain to check when the curtain was suddenly lifted from the inside.

Liu Wenying emerged from the carriage, her hair disheveled, her breath slightly short, and her lips a deep, almost vibrant red.

Ah Cai was startled: "Nanny Liu, what's wrong...?"

"Third Master is drunk and acting crazy." Liu Wenying lowered her eyes and replied guiltily.

Ah Cai peeked into the carriage and saw Pei Yaojun half-lying on the soft couch, his eyes closed, as if he were asleep.

How could someone get so drunk that they swell up Lady Liu's lips? That must be incredibly crazy.

"Thank you for your hard work, Nurse Liu."

"fine."

Liu Wenying planned to hand over the mess to A Cai and leave, so as not to be bothered by Pei Yaojun any longer.

But after taking only two steps, she heard Ah Cai's voice behind her: "Nanny Liu, wait!"

Ah Cai tried to help Pei Yaojun up, but Pei Yaojun clung tightly to the carriage wall, refusing to get up, muttering incoherently, "Wenying, Liu Wenying... don't run away..."

Ah Cai tugged for a long time but couldn't budge him. Helpless, he said, "I'm really sorry, it seems Third Master only recognizes you. Could you do me another favor and help me escort Third Master back to Zhaolin Courtyard?"

Liu Wenying was easily swayed, and most importantly, she was afraid that Pei Yaojun might say something inappropriate while drunk, which could implicate her, so she simply agreed to see it through to the end.

After a stick of incense had burned, Liu Wenying and A Cai finally managed to help the drunken and limp Pei Yaojun back to the main house of Zhaolin Courtyard with great effort.

Just as Liu Wenying was about to leave, A Cai hurriedly called her back.

"Nanny Liu, you've gone all the way in helping people. Third Master's forehead injury needs to be treated quickly."

She then noticed that Pei Yaojun did indeed have a rather large bruise on his forehead.

It was probably in the carriage or in the palace that they bumped into each other.

"I am a man after all, and my hands are not as delicate and gentle as a woman's. It is more reliable for a woman to apply the medicine."

"Doesn't your master have any other maids in his courtyard?"

Why her again?

Ah Cai smiled bitterly, "No, there really isn't. Over the years, there have been one maid after another trying to climb into someone's bed. In a fit of anger, Third Master dismissed all the maids in Zhaolin Courtyard, leaving only us servants to take care of them."

Liu Wenying was speechless; he really was willful...

But seeing the bruise on Pei Yaojun's forehead, the guilt in her heart eventually overcame her resistance.

That's it.

Let's help people to the end.

After all, although he deserved the injury—who told him to be so restless—it was still related to him.

When Ah Cai saw that Liu Wenying had agreed, he was about to go downstairs to get hot water and medicine for his injuries, but Liu Wenying stopped him in time.

"When I left the palace, it was Master's servant, Atai, who led me out, but Third Master took me out first. Atai, he..."

"Don't worry, Nanny Liu, I'll have someone pass a message to Tinglan Courtyard. I don't think there will be any problems."

With Ah Cai's help, Liu Wenying felt relieved about Ah Tai.

The warm curtains were drawn low, and the candlelight was dim.

Liu Wenying sat on the edge of the bed, watching over Pei Yaojun, praying that he would not make a scene like he had just done.

Unfortunately, her prayers were in vain.

Pei Yaojun, still half-drunk, dragged her up from the edge of the bed.

"Third Master!"

The moment the cry was uttered, he tightened his grip on her arm.

The man's hot breath was imprinted on her neck, and his long legs came across, locking her in a cocoon.

Liu Wenying was used as a human-shaped body pillow.

During the struggle, her breasts loosened, revealing her collarbone...

Pei Yaojun was intoxicated...

She nestled even lower into him.

Liu Wenying was both ashamed and angry, and reached out to push him.

"Yingying, don't go..."

He mumbled incoherently, his voice sticky with the aftereffects of drunkenness.

An affectionate address stirred up memories that Liu Wenying was trying hard to hide.

That night at Mianyue Pavilion, when the effects of the drug took hold, he called her that way too.

Low, hoarse, tinged with a desperate longing.

"Yingying, I can't breathe..."

Why can't you breathe?

Pei Yaojun paused, as if thinking, but did not answer for a long time.

That's true, how can a drunk person think?

These were all unconscious and uncontrolled actions of his; he may not remember what he did after sobering up.

However, Pei Yaojun's silence lasted so long that Liu Wenying thought he had fallen asleep. Just as she was about to gently break free, his iron arm suddenly tightened, and he whispered.

"I miss you when I can't see you."

"When I see you... I miss you."

"...I feel uncomfortable when I think about you."

Liu Wenying recalled Granny Tian's words: "Third Master has come of age, and Madam is busy arranging for him to choose a concubine."

He was usually absurd, but in the end, he was still a blank slate.

Now, clinging to her is nothing more than a grown man, fueled by alcohol, engaging in the most straightforward and clumsy act of sexual intercourse.

It has nothing to do with love.

It has nothing to do with romance.

He was in great pain, curled up, and held her tightly, like a drowning person clinging to a piece of driftwood.

Liu Wenying sighed, and finally reached out and gently stroked his cheek.

"Third Master, do you need my help?"

"good……"

……

"Yingying..."

He called her name again, the veins on his forehead throbbing.

Liu Wenying ignored her, closing her eyes and concentrating.

...He gasped, his neck and back instantly becoming damp with sweat.

"pain?"

"No," Pei Yaojun shook his head, his eyes even more unfocused.

Beneath the brocade quilt, only breathing remained.

The candles inside the room burned persistently.

Outside, Ah Cai was carrying a basin of water and medicine for his injuries. He was about to knock on the door when he vaguely heard noises coming from inside.

He paused, a look of realization dawning on his face.

Their third master has finally seen the light.

Ah Cai wisely turned around, quietly withdrew, and did not disturb them any further.

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