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

"Has Third Master really forgiven me?"

Liu Wenying could hardly believe that he had let her off so easily.

Not to mention that Third Master is a vengeful person. He mistakenly thought he was a womanizer and hit him a few times with a stick. He was still furious and wanted to get back at him tenfold.

Although those last few blows weren't a case of retaliating in kind, but rather in some other way...

"Why is your skin so itchy? You only feel comfortable after being hit with a few slaps?"

Pei Yaojun held back, refraining from saying anything even more cutting.

Liu Wenying weakly retorted, "Not really..."

"Then what are you still standing there for? Is your injury completely healed?"

Liu Wenying straightened up as instructed, but because she had maintained the curtsy posture for a while, her ankles were a little uncomfortable, and she swayed.

Pei Yaojun resisted the urge to help her up, but in the end he couldn't help himself and half-supported, half-carried her back to the bedside.

His gaze swept over the scattered items: colorful ropes and threads, and mugwort incense beads.

"Why are you fiddling with this in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?"

When he asked about the things by the bed, Liu Wenying answered truthfully.

"This servant is weaving mosquito-repellent bracelets. There are many mosquitoes in the summer, and wearing them will keep you clean. I only made some for the people in Tinglan Courtyard before, but I've been resting and recovering these past two days, so I've made more."

Pei Yaojun raised an eyebrow. "It repels mosquitoes? I want one too."

Liu Wenying did not refuse. She picked out the most neatly braided bracelet from a pile of bracelets and handed it over.

"This is newly made."

"I don't want this."

Pei Yaojun refused decisively, and Liu Wenying's hand froze in mid-air, her eyes filled with confusion.

"I want the one you're holding."

A slightly worn bracelet was tied around her fair wrist, the green knot gleaming slightly from being rubbed.

Liu Wenying pulled her wrist back slightly. "Third Master, this is a used one, it's worn out."

"So what if it's been used? Who knows if your new ones will work? At least you've tried them on, so they're more reliable than new ones."

"The materials and weaving methods are the same, there's no difference," Liu Wenying explained patiently.

If Pei Yaojun could listen to this, he wouldn't be the Third Master Pei.

"I want what you have in your hand, are you going to give it to me or not?"

He grabbed her forearm, avoiding the faint red marks on her wrist; the force wasn't strong, but it was enough to prevent her from breaking free.

He leaned forward slightly, a hint of mocking threat in his eyes: "Take it off yourself, or do you want me to rip it off?"

Liu Wenying was speechless. He knew that what he was doing was called "fleecing," but he could still say it.

It's just a bracelet, nothing precious.

He wanted it, and she gave it to him.

He raised his hand, untied the knot, and handed the bracelet over.

Pei Yaojun released her, but didn't take it immediately. Instead, he stretched out his wrist and said matter-of-factly, "Help me put it on."

After hesitating for a few moments, Liu Wenying still tied it for him.

The knot was adjustable, and she adjusted it to the right tightness by following his wrist.

His wrists were well-defined, his skin fair, and strangely matched the bluish-green bracelet.

Pei Yaojun raised his wrist and examined it closely against the oil lamp.

The faded silk threads caught his eye, still carrying a faint scent of grass and wood, which, mixed with her scent, smelled exceptionally pleasant.

Pei Yaojun was quite satisfied and a smile curled at the corners of his lips.

"Is there anything else, Third Master?"

Liu Wenying wanted to kick people out.

Pei Yaojun put his hand down, as if he had accomplished something he had been looking forward to for a long time, and yawned exaggeratedly, feeling sleepy.

"Alright, it's late, I'm going back to sleep."

It came as a gust of wind and went as well, causing the oil lamp to flicker once more.

At least this time he casually closed the door behind him.

Silence returned to the room. Liu Wenying stared blankly at the pile of unfinished products and the empty feeling on her wrist.

The next morning, sunlight broke through the clouds, gilding the blue tiles with a pale gold hue.

Pei Yaojun woke up early and immediately noticed the green hue on his wrist, which he couldn't help but caress.

After having breakfast, he strolled leisurely out of Zhaolin Courtyard and wandered along the covered walkway.

As they turned through the moon gate, they bumped into Pei Zeyu.

Today, the Second Master was wearing a moon-white robe, holding a scroll in his hand, and slowly walking towards the study.

Pei Yaojun had no intention of showing off; at most, he would just casually greet him if they bumped into each other.

Good morning, Second Brother.

Unexpectedly, Pei Zeyu's gaze fell on his wrist first.

That shade of green was truly eye-catching, standing out starkly against the simple simplicity of the bracelets and jade pendants Pei Yaojun usually wore.

Yet he wore it like a precious treasure.

He recognized it naturally; it was a mosquito-repellent bracelet woven by Liu Wenying.

Previously, when Ye'er went missing, everyone gathered at Tinglan Courtyard. He had seen the servants wearing it; it was a simple style with green rope and grass knots.

But looking at that one on Pei Yaojun's wrist, for some reason, it seemed particularly offensive.

Pei Yaojun, oblivious to his unusual behavior, leaned closer and asked, "Second Brother, are you heading to the study?"

"Having nothing to do, I'll read a book. My third brother got up early today, and the rope on his hand... is quite unique."

Pei Yaojun didn't understand the deeper meaning in his words, taking it as just a normal compliment, and proudly raised his hand.

"Of course, this is..."

He swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue, mumbling, "Anyway, it works great."

Pei Zeyu didn't press further, only gave a faint "hmm," and then stepped aside, brushing past him.

No one noticed that the scroll he was holding under his long sleeves had been crumpled and deformed.

Two days later, thanks to the herbal medicine and the fact that Liu Wenying's constitution was not too weak, the swelling in her ankle had basically subsided.

As long as you don't run, jump, or stand for long periods, walking is no longer a problem.

The scab on the skin wound on my wrist is slowly peeling off.

Even the most severe neck strangulation marks have faded considerably.

Early that morning, Liu Wenying changed into a clean and neatly washed blue cloth dress and tied her hair up.

Having not set foot in Tinglan Courtyard for some time, Liu Wenying felt a sense of déjà vu as she stepped into the courtyard again and saw the familiar lush flowers and trees.

The maids and servants sweeping the corridor all had subtle changes in their gazes when they saw her.

The usual indifference or disdain has been replaced by scrutiny, curiosity, and even a subtle sense of awe.

She went straight to the main house.

Wen Jingshu had just finished breakfast and was being served by Zizhu to rinse her mouth and wash her hands when she heard that Liu Wenying had arrived. She quickly asked someone to invite her in.

"Why did you get here so quickly? Have your injuries healed completely? Didn't the doctor say you needed more time to rest? Why did you rush to your shift?"

A series of questions were asked with genuine concern.

Liu Wenying stepped forward and bowed respectfully. Her voice was still hoarse, but clearer than it had been a few days ago.

"Reporting to Madam, my injuries are no longer serious. This manor does not support idlers who eat for free. Since I am fine, I should return to serve the young master wholeheartedly and repay Madam's kindness."

Which master wouldn't like such a diligent, grateful, and clever servant?

Upon hearing this, Wen Jingshu got up and personally helped Liu Wenying up.

"Get up! What do you mean, 'a freeloader'? That's not right. You're Ye'er's savior. It's only right that you get some rest. Who would dare say a word against it?"

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