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

The next day.

The first rays of sunlight shone through the window, casting a white glow on the gauze curtains.

Pei Yaojun slowly opened his eyes.

The hangover brought on a wave of dizziness, making my head feel heavy and swollen, as if it were stuffed with cotton wool.

He frowned and raised his hand to rub his temple, but his fingertips touched a noticeable lump, which made him gasp in pain.

"hiss--"

The hangover hit me hard; my throat was parched and my stomach was churning.

He propped himself up and sat up, the quilt slipping off to reveal his disheveled upper body.

The blue court robe she wore last night had been changed at some point, and now she was only wearing an undergarment, which hung loosely on her body.

"Someone come here!" he called out in a hoarse voice.

The door was pushed open, and Ah Cai came in carrying hangover soup and hot water.

He had an uncontrollable smile on his face, and his eyes were almost squinting.

"Third Master is finally awake; the sun is already high in the sky."

He placed the things on the table and came forward to help them up.

Pei Yaojun glanced at him and frowned: "What are you laughing at? How did you take care of me? I have such a big bump on my head!"

Ah Cai's smile deepened as he wrung out a handkerchief and handed it to him, lowering his voice like a thief as he asked, "Third Master really doesn't remember what happened last night?"

last night……

Pei Yaojun rubbed his throbbing temples, trying hard to recall.

Memories are like torn pieces of paper, scattered and fragmented, unable to be pieced together into a complete picture.

He only remembered leaving the banquet in a huff and finding Liu Wenying in front of the palace gate.

She was about to leave the palace, accompanied by a palace servant.

Then he dragged her away and took her to the lake...

My memory ends here.

There were only some blurry fragments: moonlight, lake water, and her panicked face.

Further on, inside the carriage, there was a soft, warm touch on my lips.

Thinking of that kiss, Pei Yaojun's ears burned, and a vague sense of guilt rose within him.

He cleared his throat, feigning composure, and asked, "What happened last night?"

Ah Cai's smile became even more ambiguous. "Last night, Third Master drank too much, and it was Nurse Liu who took you back to your courtyard. When you arrived at Zhaolin Courtyard, Nurse Liu wanted to leave, but you..."

"What's wrong with me?" Pei Yaojun's heart tightened.

Ah Cai suppressed a laugh, "You're clinging to them and not letting them leave."

"real?"

As soon as he asked the question, fragmented images flashed through Pei Yaojun's mind.

By candlelight, in the bedchamber, he held her tightly, refusing to let go.

He buried his face in her clothes and sucked at her, her soft hands brushing against her belly, the fire flowing down her spine.

Pei Yaojun's face flushed red, and even the tips of his ears felt like they were on fire.

"Shut up! Stop, stop talking!"

Ah Cai wisely shut his mouth, even though he hadn't said anything out of line.

Pei Yaojun sat on the edge of the bed, and then he remembered.

I remember everything.

He not only kissed her forcibly, but also... he held her hand and did *that*.

Once he had almost digested it, Ah Cai lowered his head and said meekly, "Third Master, you've remembered, so this servant won't need to remind you any further."

Pei Yaojun sat up straight, revealing a hint of unease, like a young boy.

"What was her reaction afterward? Was she angry?"

Ah Cai recalled the events of last night and gave a truthful account.

"Nanny Liu wasn't very angry when she left; she left in the middle of the night, and before she left, she even said..."

"What did you say?"

"If you have any conscience, Third Master, you should give her a little more money for her work."

This labor fee was certainly not a simple labor fee. Pei Yaojun almost choked on his saliva and coughed a few times in embarrassment.

indeed.

After what happened to her last night... she really deserves more money.

But in her heart, was she really less attractive than money?

Pei Yaojun, true to his word, gritted his teeth and said, "Go, take six hundred taels of silver from my private treasury and send it to her."

Six hundred taels, more than double the three hundred taels that had been promised.

She should be satisfied, right?

"Third Master, what happens after I deliver the silver?"

"What's next? What else can happen after giving away the money?"

Ah Cai rubbed his hands together, his smile becoming even more endearing. "This servant was thinking that since the young master is almost one year old, the madam will definitely have to dismiss a bunch of the extra wet nurses."

"Third Master, if you really care about Nurse Liu and really like her, you might as well make arrangements sooner rather than later."

"Who said I like her?"

Like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, Pei Yaojun suddenly raised his voice.

"Stop talking nonsense! Hurry up and deliver the money! What are you dawdling for!"

"Yes, yes, yes! This servant will go right away!" Ah Cai suppressed a laugh, responded repeatedly, and ran out of the main house in a flash.

The room fell silent again.

Pei Yaojun sat on the edge of the bed, his chest heaving, his emotions severely disturbed by A Cai's words.

According to custom, a nephew doesn't need as many wet nurses after he's weaned.

Although Liu Wenying was hired by her sister-in-law, she was not a servant born into the family, so if she were to be dismissed, she would most likely be among them.

Where will she go?

Go back to the countryside? Or find another family?

No, she's a widow, so it's highly unlikely she'll return to the countryside. Leaving the government office means she'll probably remarry.

The thought of this possibility stirred up indescribable emotions in Pei Yaojun: frustration, resentment, and panic.

No, we can't let her go.

If his sister-in-law really wants to dismiss his nephew after he turns one year old... then he will go and demand that she be released.

Given his status, getting a wet nurse would be as simple as saying a word.

At that time, she will be one of his people in Zhaolin Courtyard, and he will be able to see her every day.

After figuring things out, Pei Yaojun's chaotic emotions dissipated, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his lips. Even the lump on his forehead seemed to hurt less.

The morning light shines brightly outside the window, and birds chirp and sing.

In early summer, the Duke's mansion is lush with vegetation, and ivy climbs up the courtyard wall, its greenery spreading over the high wall.

The pomegranate flowers are in full bloom, clusters of fiery red blossoms that, against the backdrop of green tiles and red eaves, add to the festive atmosphere.

The festive season coincided with the first birthday banquet of the young master Pei Yexuan. The mansion began preparations many days in advance, and red invitations were sent out to invite dignitaries, relatives and friends from the capital to attend the banquet.

The main hall was bustling with noise and filled with guests.

Today's main character, Pei Yexuan, was dressed up in an exceptionally luxurious and eye-catching manner.

She wore a bright red satin jacket embroidered with gold auspicious patterns, and a bright yellow jade belt with phoenix patterns tied around her waist.

She wore a small hat inlaid with gold and jewels, with a pearl the size of a finger attached to the brim.

She wore a longevity lock around her neck, which was gleaming gold, with three thin gold bells hanging from it. On her feet were a pair of lifelike tiger-head shoes.

His entire attire, from head to toe, exuded the nobility and pampering of the eldest grandson of the Duke's mansion.

Wen Jingshu carried him to the main seat in the main hall.

The old lady sat in the main seat.

After months of careful treatment by the itinerant doctor recommended by the second prince, the old lady's health has greatly improved.

Although she still can't get out of bed and walk on her own, her complexion has become much rosier, her eyes have regained their former clarity, and she can speak.

Wen Jingshu placed Pei Yexuan in the old lady's arms, "Grandmother, please hold Ye-ge'er, he's turning one year old today."

The old lady took her grandson, her arms still trembling slightly, but she held him steadily. Looking down at him, she smiled kindly.

"Good, good child, you've grown so much."

Pei Yexuan was well-trained by her mother and wet nurses. She recognized her great-grandmother and laughed babblingly.

The old lady's heart melted. "This child looks just like his father when he was a child."

Wen Jingshu nodded with a smile, "Yes, her eyebrows and eyes resemble Ding Xuan's, but her personality is more lively."

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