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

Pei Yaojun paid no attention to the servants behind him.

The side gate was on the west side of the mansion, not close to Zhaolin Courtyard, and he ran all the way.

If he could calm down, he would realize that something was off about Ah Cai's words.

But all he could think about was that "Liu Wenying is leaving."

Why did the sister-in-law want to dismiss her?

She wasn't the most clever or the most trusted; she had also saved her fourth sister and grandmother.

Was it because of an accident during the baby's first birthday celebration? Or was there some other hidden reason?

Will she cry? Will she be sad?

A surge of countless thoughts made his chest ache, and he quickened his pace.

Finally, the side gate came into view.

From afar, he spotted that familiar figure.

She stood alone in a plain blue dress, slender and thin, her back to him, facing the hustle and bustle of the long street, motionless.

Like an abandoned cat, it lacks energy.

Pei Yaojun rushed forward and grabbed her wrist: "Did I hit the nail on the head? You made a mistake and got kicked out?"

Liu Wenying was staring blankly in the direction where Cuihua had disappeared when suddenly someone grabbed her wrist, startling her.

Turning around, she saw Pei Yaojun's face, flushed from running, his breath unsteady, his hot breath wafting onto her face.

How did he end up here?

Liu Wenying was still in a daze and hadn't had a chance to explain.

The pressure on his hand disappeared, and Pei Yaojun released her, standing in front of her with his hands behind his back, his chin raised, with a hint of condescension.

"Look at your pitiful appearance. If you have nowhere to go, my Zhaolin Courtyard is short of a clever maid. You can come and serve me."

After saying that, he confidently waited for her to express her gratitude.

After all, it was an immense favor for her to go from being a wet nurse who had been dismissed from the manor to becoming his maid.

But Liu Wenying just stared at him, her clear eyes widening slightly, without giving any response.

Pei Yaojun frowned, but quickly figured out the key point.

"What? You think your monthly pay is too low? You're unhappy about it? Well, you've always loved money."

He raised his hand and gestured, "I'll double your monthly pay, more than when you were a wet nurse, is that alright?"

Liu Wenying blinked, her eyes now holding something she hadn't seen before—helplessness.

Pei Yaojun's confidence waned slightly. "Are you still worried about the child? Fine, if you want to bring the child to my yard, that's fine too, just don't let her disturb me."

He had seen that little guy before; he was quite fond of him.

This was already the biggest concession he could make.

Liu Wenying remained silent, neither nodding nor shaking her head.

Pei Yaojun's confidence gradually faded, and a strange sense of unease welled up in his heart.

He feigned a stern rebuke, his tone revealing a underlying fear, "Don't push your luck. I'm kindly taking you in, what more do you want?"

With a "pfft," Liu Wenying couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Her soft laughter was like a feather, gently brushing against Pei Yaojun's heart, making him feel a burning sensation all over.

Annoyance, shame, and a hint of inexplicable embarrassment.

How dare she laugh at him?

He, the dignified Third Master of the Duke's Mansion, condescended to woo her, and she not only didn't appreciate it, but also laughed at him!

"What are you laughing at? What's so funny?" Pei Yaojun's ears burned, and he pretended to be fierce.

Liu Wenying suppressed her smile, but her eyes still held a soft, gentle light.

"Third Master, you misunderstand. I came out to see Cuihua off, not to be dismissed. In fact, the first wet nurse that Madam decided to keep was me."

It was like a bucket of ice water being poured over Pei Yaojun's head.

He was stunned.

Not laid off? Or... given away?

Then all his words of charity just now must have become a joke!

Pei Yaojun's face turned bright red, the blush spreading down to his neck.

He suddenly turned his head and glared fiercely at Ah Cai, who was cowering in the corner, trying to make himself as inconspicuous as possible.

That look in his eyes was like he wanted to kill someone.

Ah Cai shuddered in fright, his face contorted with grief, and silently mouthed in protest: "Third Master, this servant doesn't know either, it happened so suddenly..."

Pei Yaojun was so angry that he wanted to kick him on the spot.

You incompetent lackey! You can't even get proper information! You've made him lose face so badly!

But in front of Liu Wenying, he couldn't really lash out, so he could only suppress his anger.

This is so embarrassing, utterly shameful.

Oh right, he's right in front of his own house.

Pei Yaojun tried to calm himself down, turned around and was about to leave, not wanting to stay a moment longer.

But as soon as he took a step, he abruptly stopped.

With his back to Liu Wenying, his voice was muffled, "What I just said still stands. You can think about it carefully..."

He was awkward, but Liu Wenying felt warm and cozy inside.

She curtsied and said softly, "This servant remembers."

I neither agreed nor refused.

Pei Yaojun waited for a moment, but did not receive the answer he wanted. He snorted, stopped, and strode into the side gate.

Ah Cai quickly followed, and before leaving, he winked at Liu Wenying.

Nanny Liu, you really need to think this over.

Liu Wenying saw it clearly and couldn't help but laugh.

This Master Pei is a bit of a dissolute fellow, but he's not a bad person at heart.

Unfortunately, she didn't want to be a maid; she only wanted to be loyal to the First Madam.

As dusk settled, lanterns were gradually lit up in the Duke's mansion.

After having dinner, Liu Wenying went to take over Zhao's shift.

Pei Yexuan is now one year old and much easier to take care of than before. She can sleep through the night and only needs to be fed once and have her diaper changed once at night, so it's not too tiring.

When Zhao, the wet nurse, handed over her shift, she didn't look too good. The little master was growing up and was very noisy during the day, making it hard for her to take care of him.

She works hard during the day, so wouldn't Liu Wenying be able to relax at night?

No wonder she looked terrible.

Liu Wenying didn't pay attention and just carried Pei Yexuan into the side room.

The little one had just finished eating and was in good spirits. He held onto her clothes with his little hands and looked at her with his big, dark eyes full of dependence.

Liu Wenying's heart softened, and she sat down on the couch with him in her arms, gently patting his back and humming a country tune.

After listening for a while, Pei Yexuan started to yawn, and his eyelids gradually drooped.

Liu Wenying placed him on the small bed, covered him with a thin blanket, and patted him gently for a while before the little guy fell into a deep sleep.

She sat on the embroidered stool by the bed, quietly keeping watch.

The night breeze blew in through the cracks in the window, carrying the slight warmth of summer and the fragrance of flowers and plants in the courtyard.

Just as I was lost in thought, the door was pushed open and someone came in.

Tall, upright, with a steady gait.

Liu Wenying turned her head and looked over, then immediately stood up. "Sir."

Pei Dingxuan hadn't expected her to be on night duty. He paused slightly, a flicker of surprise crossing his eyes, but it vanished in an instant. He simply said, "Hmm."

He walked to the bedside and looked down at his sleeping son.

He was not wearing court attire tonight, but only a dark blue gauze robe, his jade crown was tied low, and his sideburns were slightly disheveled, as if he had just left a banquet hosted by his colleagues.

The lamplight illuminated his brow bone, a warm yellow tinged with a hint of red from drinking.

"How is Ye'er today?" he asked, his voice low, afraid of waking the child.

Willow Oriole bowed its head and returned the gaze.

"Reporting to Master, the young master is well today."

I drank half a bowl of rice porridge in the morning, played for an hour, and then went back to sleep.

I had some minced meat and vegetable puree for lunch, and in the afternoon I looked at the flowers in the yard for a while, and then took a half-hour nap.

She drank milk before dinner, played for a while, and just fell asleep.

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