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

On the shore, Liu Wenying finally managed to drag Pei Zeyu ashore.

Although it was summer, the wind blew, filling her soaked clothes with chill, and she shivered from the cold.

But she didn't have time to care.

Liu Wenying leaned down to listen to Pei Zeyu's breathing; it was almost nonexistent.

Pressing on the side of his neck, his pulse was so weak that it was almost imperceptible.

Liu Wenying dared not delay any longer and raced against time to snatch the person from the clutches of death.

She quickly recalled the first aid steps, laid his body flat, tilted his head back, and then placed her hands together on the center of his chest.

One, two, three...

Liu Wenying silently counted in her mind, ignoring the soreness in her arms.

After pressing more than thirty times, she stopped and looked at Pei Zeyu's still pale lips, her heart sinking.

Cardiopulmonary resuscitation (CPR) with chest compressions alone has little effect; only artificial respiration can bring about a life-saving outcome...

He was extremely fastidious about cleanliness, a fact known throughout the household. If he woke up and found out that she had been in contact with him, he would likely face severe punishment.

But then she thought, in this life-or-death situation, if she hesitated and missed the best opportunity to save him, she would never forgive herself…

Liu Wenying closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and bent down.

Our lips met, the touch was icy cold.

His lips were cold, with the crispness of a pool of water.

She breathed into his chest, feeling the slight rise and fall of his chest, then pulled away, took a deep breath, and covered him again.

Once or twice, Liu Wenying repeated the cycle of chest compressions and breathing through her lips.

He had lost count of how many times he had given the breath when he suddenly coughed softly.

Liu Wenying raised her head, and Pei Zeyu frowned, choking on his mouth.

"Second Master! Second Master!"

She quickly turned him to the side so he could spit out the water.

Pei Zeyu coughed for a while, and finally his chest began to rise and fall again, and his breathing gradually became steady.

But he did not wake up.

He lay there, his brow furrowed, his breathing rapid, as if trapped in a terrifying nightmare.

Pei Zeyu's lips moved, uttering broken murmurs.

Liu Wenying leaned closer and could only hear snippets of words like "No," "Let go," and "I can't breathe."

His hands were clenched at his sides, as if he was desperately trying to push something away.

Granny Tian once said that the Second Master was kidnapped by his enemies when he was young.

If he was imprisoned as a child, tortured underwater, watched to struggle, and watched to die, then this outburst would make sense...

Liu Wenying felt a sharp pain in her heart.

She softened her voice, speaking very gently: "Second Master, it's alright, it's all over..."

While comforting him with words, she gently placed her warm palm on his cold, trembling hand and held it.

"There are rocks and light here, but no water. We're safe on the shore, Second Master. Can you hear me?"

Perhaps it was the warmth from the palm of her hand, and that gentle yet firm voice.

Pei Zeyu gradually stopped trembling, and instead gripped her hand tightly.

After a few breaths, his long eyelashes fluttered, and he opened his eyes.

Those eyes were always clear and bright, as if he had control over everything in the world.

At this moment, a rare mist and a sense of bewilderment shroud the scene, and the focus is blurred.

A few strands of wet black hair clung to her pale cheeks, and water droplets slid down her elegant jawline, disappearing into her slightly open collar.

Seeing that he had finally woken up, Liu Wenying breathed a sigh of relief.

Liu Wenying tried to pull her hand away, but couldn't.

His grip wasn't tight, but it felt rooted to the spot, stubbornly holding her fingers and refusing to let go.

"Second Master, Second Master?"

After being called three or four times, Pei Zeyu finally broke free from his daze.

The confusion and dependence on her face faded, replaced by her former aloofness and detachment.

He looked down and saw that he was holding her hand, and as if he had been burned, he suddenly let go.

The movement was too sudden, as if it were being flung away.

Liu Wenying didn't say anything and silently withdrew her hand.

She knew he was a germaphobe.

It was one thing to hold her hand while she was unconscious, but now that she's awake, it's natural to avoid her.

Even Liu Wenying secretly rejoiced.

Thankfully, he was still unconscious when she performed the emergency treatment. If he knew he had been...

They'll probably get angry and embarrassed.

The shore was damp, and a chill swept in from all directions, seeping into the soaked clothes and making people shiver.

Liu Wenying looked around and then at Pei Zeyu, who was half-lying on the ground.

"Second Master, are you still able to walk? It's too damp here; we can't stay here any longer."

Pei Zeyu remained silent, gritting his teeth and slowly pulling himself together.

As he stood up, he swayed slightly, feeling somewhat exhausted, but quickly regained his balance.

His back was straight, without the slightest hunchback.

That inherent pride remained undiminished even in the most wretched circumstances.

Liu Wenying reached out to help him, but then abruptly withdrew her hand.

He probably doesn't like her being close to him, so if I rashly step forward to help him, I'm afraid I'll upset him and make things worse.

After struggling to stand up, Pei Zeyu scanned his surroundings and took in the view at the bottom of the cliff.

The pool is deep and still, with jagged rocks and secluded forests.

"There will probably be people coming down to search this cliff soon."

Liu Wenying nodded, feeling somewhat relieved.

But Pei Zeyu's next words made her anxious again.

"But it's getting late, and the searchers might not be able to find this place quickly. We need to find shelter as soon as possible to avoid encountering wild animals after nightfall."

How could Liu Wenying forget that this is the Xishan Hunting Ground? Even though it is located on the edge, it is not lacking in birds and beasts.

Who knows what might be lurking in those dark, shadowy rocks and vegetation after nightfall?

As dusk dripped into the sky like ink, it slowly spread out from the eastern mountains.

A thin mist rose from the surface of the pool, and the cries of birds and beasts echoed from the woods, each sound mournful and desolate.

The two walked forward, one in front of the other, groping their way forward.

The sky was dim, and the ground was uneven. Liu Wenying followed along, her steps uneven.

The skirt, soaked through by the pool, clung heavily to my legs, and the wind made it very uncomfortable.

Liu Wenying hugged herself tightly, looking around for a place to take shelter.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up!

"Second Master, over there!"

Pei Zeyu looked in the direction she was pointing.

Not far away, the mountain wall recedes inward, forming a small cave.

Old vines hung from the entrance of the cave. The cave was not deep, only about two or three zhang (approximately 6.6-7 meters), barely enough to shelter from the wind and rain.

The two went inside. The cave was not much better than the outside; it was cold and damp, but at least there was no wind.

Finally, I can rest.

Liu Wenying sat down against the stone wall, but the chill still lingered on her.

Her soaked clothes clung to her body, and she was so cold that her teeth chattered.

Liu Wenying hesitated for a moment, then began to untie the ties of her outer garment.

Pei Zeyu, disgusted by the dirt, remained standing at the cave entrance, his silhouette appearing exceptionally solitary in the twilight.

"What are you doing?" He stiffened slightly upon seeing Liu Wenying's actions.

"Take off your clothes. They'll stay wet all night and won't dry, and you'll easily catch a cold."

Liu Wenying spoke as if it were the most natural thing in the world. As she replied, she had already taken off her outer garment, revealing her inner garment underneath.

Her undergarment was also soaked, clinging tightly to her body and revealing the outline of her apricot-red undergarment underneath. Water streaks meandered along her waistline and disappeared into the waistband of her skirt.

She lowered her head and continued wringing the water out of her coat.

Do not look at what is improper.

Pei Zeyu turned his back to her, his gaze fixed on the vines hanging from the cave ceiling.

The tips of the vine leaves are covered with evening dew, about to fall but not yet, reflecting the last rays of sunlight.

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