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

"No need to go, it'll get hot soon."

Pei Dingxuan's voice was deep and hoarse, like sandpaper, and his burning lips were already pressed against her soft lips.

His kiss was irresistibly forceful, without the slightest hint of probing.

Liu Wenying's body went limp from the kiss, and her back pressed heavily against the edge of the bathtub.

The stark contrast between the icy tub walls and her burning body temperature sent shivers down her spine.

She raised her hand and placed it on his shoulder, trying to push him away.

But her strength was like an ant trying to shake a tree in front of him, and he only held her tighter.

As the kiss deepened, Liu Wenying's breathing quickened, and even the corners of her eyes became moist.

She looked at him with teary eyes, "It's really hot..."

Pei Dingxuan chuckled softly, the vibrations of his chest transmitted through their pressed skin.

"Is it hot? But I still feel the water isn't hot enough."

As soon as he finished speaking, another kiss landed on his lips.

The water in the bathtub was violently churned, and warm water splashed down the rim, wetting the wool carpet on the floor.

The water temperature is indeed rising.

It was lit by the two of them.

It was a raging inferno that burned from his eyes, burning reason and morality to ashes.

Liu Wenying was trapped between his chest and the barrel wall, with nowhere to retreat.

... (The Easter egg is in the author's bio on the homepage)

"Master...!"

Her fingertips dug into his flesh as she gripped his shoulders.

Pei Dingxuan looked up, completely unaware.

……

The water in the bathtub had been thoroughly cooled.

Although it was the height of summer, the evening breeze passing through the window still carried a hint of coolness.

Afraid that she would catch a chill, Pei Dingxuan held her wet waist tightly and lifted her out of the bathtub in his arms.

The water splashed loudly, and she gasped softly, her arms instinctively wrapping around his neck.

When they came out of the bathhouse, there was no one in the outer room. The clever maid had already blushed and silently withdrew after hearing the commotion in the bathhouse.

Pei Dingxuan kept his eyes straight ahead, only feeling that the person in his arms was incredibly light.

Like holding a handful of moonlight, it will slip through your fingers if you're not careful.

L.

Watermarks meandered across the carpet.

Neither of them had dried off, but he didn't mind at all and put her into the bed curtains.

The brocade rug sank deep into its shell.

When he covered me, I was still damp and his body temperature was scorching.

Liu Wenying's fingernails grazed his chest muscles, leaving bloodstains.

But Pei Dingxuan felt no pain at all, not even the slightest touch.

The strange thought flashed through my mind for only a moment...

The sensation pulled all his thoughts into a long, drawn-out shudder, making it impossible for him to think clearly anymore.

He breathed softly and patted his hand lightly, "Relax."

Her eyes were brimming with tears, the corners of her eyes a vibrant, reddish hue, and her voice was soft and sweet, like melting honey.

"It's because the master is too fierce... he's bullying people."

"Is this what you call bullying?"

Pei Dingxuan's Adam's apple bobbed, and he suddenly grabbed her ankle.

"How about this?"

……

After a long time,

The servants came in and changed the bedding to be dry and clean.

Pei Dingxuan lay on the pillow, with the warm, soft jade pressed tightly against his chest.

Liu Wenying tilted her head and pressed her face into his large palm, like a satisfied cat.

Weariness permeated his entire body, but he felt content.

"jingle……"

The crisp sound of the wind chimes made Pei Dingxuan stiffen all over.

Sweet white flowers by the window of the house, painted with eerie eyes...

The heavy chaos in Pei Dingxuan's mind was stirred up, and he vaguely remembered something, causing the warmth on his face to gradually fade.

The person in his arms keenly sensed the tension in his body.

"Sir, what's wrong?"

She tilted her head back, her eyes still flushed with the flush of spring, and her soft lips brushed against his chin with each breath.

"Do you think I'm not serving you well enough?"

He didn't react, but she wasn't discouraged. Her delicate, smooth fingertips traced the red marks on his chest.

"From the first time I saw you, my lord, I fell in love with you. Even if I could only be a concubine, I would be content with it."

"My heart and eyes are filled with you, my lord, and I only wish to spend my whole life with you."

Sweet words of love might soften the hearts of others.

"You love me?" Pei Dingxuan's voice was deep.

Liu Wenying felt a little flustered by his gaze, but still nodded vigorously.

"What question did you ask, Your Excellency? Of course, I am fond of you."

After saying that, she tilted her head back, wanting to kiss his lips.

Before she could kiss him, Pei Dingxuan suddenly grabbed her neck.

Liu Wenying's face flushed red in an instant, looking both pained and pitiful.

Seeing the pained expression on her face, Pei Dingxuan felt a pang of pity.

But he quickly realized it wasn't true.

"She won't say she loves me, and she won't be content to be my concubine."

"A counterfeit, how dare it imitate her?"

The pulse in his neck gradually stopped beating.

Pei Dingxuan released his grip, and vaguely saw the body that looked exactly like Liu Wenying turn into tiny specks of light, dissipating like fireflies between the brocade quilts.

The white dot in my field of vision suddenly magnified, and a piercing buzzing sound rang in my ears.

Pei Dingxuan had a splitting headache.

The scene before me resembled glass struck by a heavy hammer, shattering into countless pieces with a crash.

Once his vision returned, he snapped back to reality, his chest heaving violently.

The lingering moisture and the woman's fragrance vanished completely, leaving only the persistent damp smell from outside the window.

His anxious attendant, seeing him awake, said with concern, "My lord, you're finally awake! I've been waiting outside for almost half an hour, but there wasn't a sound from inside."

"I was really worried, so I rushed in and found the master unconscious by the table, while Mr. Yunmeng had already disappeared."

"I dared not delay. I helped you into the carriage first. I was just about to return to the Ministry of Justice to fetch a doctor. Are you feeling unwell, sir?"

Pei Dingxuan pressed his throbbing temples, trying to suppress the lingering dizziness and confusion in his mind.

"...I'm fine, there's no need to call a doctor."

Is everything really alright?

The discomfort of his wet clothes reminded him of the absurdity and depravity he had experienced not long ago.

His jaw was clenched, and there was a hint of barely perceptible embarrassment on his face.

"Go to the clothing store and buy some clothes."

The attendant was taken aback, his gaze falling on his collar.

Apart from getting a little rainwater on it, there was nothing unusual.

Seeing the adult's ashen face, he dared not ask any further questions and immediately ordered the driver to change course.

Half an incense stick later, the carriage stopped in front of the most expensive clothing store in the capital.

The attendant returned carrying an exquisite box containing a set of fine brocade robes with subtle patterns. The fabric was of high quality and the workmanship was excellent; it was the best style in the store.

The carriage was spacious, and Pei Dingxuan dismissed everyone and quickly changed into new clothes.

The remaining old clothes were bundled up and handed out of the car along with the clothing box.

"Take these clothes and burn them. Burn them completely, leaving no trace."

The attendant took it, assuming that the clothes were stained with Mr. Yunmeng's sleeping potion and that the residual poison might harm his body, so he did not suspect anything.

A moment later, the old clothes were disposed of, and the carriage set off again.

Pei Dingxuan, however, instructed the coachman to turn around and say, "Back to the Duke's residence."

The attendant was taken aback: "Then Mr. Yunmeng?"

"Go back to the Ministry of Justice and go to sea to capture the illusionist. He has mind-controlling drugs on him, so be careful. Report back immediately if you find any trace of him."

"Yes."

The rain showed no signs of letting up; in fact, it intensified.

With the vermilion gates of the Duke's mansion in sight, Pei Dingxuan returned home. The gatekeeper, holding a large umbrella, came forward to greet him and bowed to lead the way.

Halfway there, he waved his hand, dismissed those around him, and walked alone along the bluestone path towards Tinglan Courtyard.

Raindrops dampened my temples, and the cool touch cleared my mind.

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