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

She remained silent for a long time in the darkness.

Pei Zeyu waited for a long time, and the rare warmth in his heart gradually cooled down.

He thought... she was unwilling.

Also.

Who would want to touch someone who is covered in wounds and whom they themselves despise?

Just as anticipation was about to sink, she suddenly said, "I'm willing."

He saved her life, so she should help him in return.

Because of a single sentence, the long-desolate place in Pei Zeyu's heart suddenly warmed.

He slightly curved the corners of his lips into a smile, but the smile didn't last long before his eyelids began to feel heavy.

The high fever of the past few days and the recent confession had exhausted his last bit of strength.

He closed his eyes, his body went limp, and he fell to the side.

"Second Master!"

……

It seemed that after those words were spoken, the huge weight in my heart was lifted a little.

Pei Zeyu no longer dreamed of those filthy things.

My body felt completely drained, and every bone in my body was screaming with exhaustion.

But every now and then, a trickle of warm liquid would quietly slip into his chapped lips.

The liquid was warm and sweet.

Like the clear spring in an oasis in a dream, or like some kind of hidden nourishment.

His body's instincts drove him to greedily suck, one sip after another.

With each breath, warmth spreads from the throat to the limbs, dispelling some of the fatigue.

Consciousness gradually cleared, like the thick fog dissipating, revealing a blurry outline.

Once again, the liquid drew near his lips.

Pei Zeyu strained with all his might and suddenly opened his eyes.

The light shone obliquely into the cave entrance, somewhat dazzling.

He squinted, his gaze gradually focusing.

Liu Wenying was beside him, holding a bowl made from a large leaf.

The bowl contained… and she was carefully bringing it to his lips.

Her collar was slightly open, revealing a corner of her apricot-red undershirt.

Liu Wenying noticed that he had woken up, and her hand trembled violently, almost spilling the liquid in the bowl.

"You...you're awake? Drink some more, it's good for your health."

She steadied her hand and brought the leaf bowl back to his lips.

Pei Zeyu looked at her, opened his lips and cooperated, drinking the milky white liquid little by little.

The taste was exactly the same as the sweetness I had tasted while I was unconscious.

After finishing his drink, he asked, "When did it start?"

Liu Wenying pursed her lips, her earlobes turning crimson.

"That night, there was a torrential downpour. You were very ill, and I couldn't go out to find water, so the only option was..."

The meaning was clear even before the words were finished.

Silence spread through the cave.

He remained silent for a long time, and Liu Wenying felt increasingly embarrassed.

Thinking about his obsessive-compulsive disorder, he must have resented her.

"Second Master, I know you didn't like it, but there was really no other way at the time. If you find it objectionable, I will never..."

"no!"

Pei Zeyu interrupted her urgently, "Without you, I wouldn't have been able to hold on until now."

He admitted that he didn't eat or drink when he was sober because similar situations reminded him of the past.

Spoiled leftovers, suffocation from being forced into water, the humiliation of being forced to swallow.

His body was resisting, and he couldn't eat or drink anything.

She can only feed him a little bit when he is unconscious and unaware.

It was the sweetness that kept it alive.

As Liu Wenying listened, a bittersweet feeling welled up in her heart again.

"What should we do then?"

So many days have passed and rescue has still not arrived. She has given up hope and can only rely on herself.

"You know that."

"I know?"

"Okay, let's use... your method."

Liu Wenying clutched her clothes, a blush spreading across her cheeks.

He now knew what she had fed him while he was unconscious.

It's one thing if no one knows, but she can deceive herself and tell herself it's a last resort, a life-saving expedient.

But after he found out, he still wanted her to feed him in that way in front of him...

She can't.

Feeling so embarrassed she wanted to disappear into the ground, Liu Wenying shook her head: "No..."

Pei Zeyu remained silent, only gazing at her.

Her thin lips were chapped, her breathing was short and shallow, and she seemed fragile, yet her eyes held a silent allure.

He was waiting for her to take the initiative.

"If it doesn't work out, then forget it. I won't force you. Life and death are in the hands of fate."

Using a retreat as a tactic, Pei Zeyu closed his eyes, his breath so weak it seemed he would never wake up again.

Liu Wenying's heartstrings snapped; how could she give up like this?

How could she let him stop breathing right in front of her?

"I...I...I'll give it a try."

Pei Zeyu opened his eyes.

Under his gaze, Liu Wenying's fingers trembled as she reached for the hem of her clothes, but she couldn't untie the knot there.

"If you're nervous, I'll just close my eyes. If you're still worried, use my belt to blindfold me."

"No need, I..."

"Keep it covered, you'll feel more at ease."

As Pei Zeyu spoke, his right hand reached for his waist.

A moon-white brocade belt with dark silver cloud patterns embroidered along the edges.

His illness left his arms weak, and he couldn't untie them for a while.

"Let me do it."

Liu Wenying whispered and leaned over.

His belt was quickly removed, still warm from his body.

Liu Wenying folded the belt to a suitable width and looked at him.

Pei Zeyu obediently closed his eyes, covered them with the belt, and tied a knot behind his head.

His eyes were covered, leaving only his straight nose, slightly pursed thin lips, and flushed face visible.

With vision blocked, other senses become exceptionally clear.

He heard the rustling sound of fabric falling to the ground as it slipped off her body.

Then, she moved closer to him.

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

The body doesn't lie; her waist trembled slightly, taut like a fully drawn bow.

Pei Zeyu was blindfolded, but his other senses were frighteningly sharp, and he noticed it.

The hand that had been loosely resting on her waist suddenly tightened, its palm burning hot, and pressed against her back through her clothes.

He began to stroke, from the shoulder blades to the lower back, over and over again.

His movements were awkward yet gentle, as if he were mimicking how she had comforted him earlier.

But his body temperature was too high.

"Second Master..."

Pei Zeyu raised his head. His eyes were covered by a white cloth, so he couldn't see, but he was facing him precisely.

"uncomfortable?"

Liu Wenying shook her head.

Then, remembering that he was blind, she added in a low voice, "No."

Before he could finish speaking, he lowered his head again.

……

One is born, the second is cooked.

Liu Wenying didn't know who said this, but she thought it made a lot of sense.

In the following days, she fed Pei Zeyu "water" in the same way.

He no longer resisted, and each time he would obediently lean against her, using that warm liquid to support his weak body.

After several times, she lost her initial shyness, and he became more and more natural.

But this time, it's different.

She had just finished and hadn't even had time to tidy herself up when the belt covering his eyes suddenly came loose.

Pei Zeyu opened his eyes, his vision still blurry.

The intense heat shrouded everything in a mist, but the snowy white was dazzling.

Even through the haze, it pierced straight into my eyes.

The shape is excessively beautiful.

Pei Zeyu's eyes involuntarily became blank.

Liu Wenying hurriedly gathered her clothes to cover up the beautiful scenery.

silence.

Very silent.

The only sounds inside the cave were the crackling of the fire and the soft breathing of the two people.

Liu Wenying lowered her head, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her chest, and her face was burning hot enough to fry an egg.

After a long while, he suddenly coughed a few times, breaking the silence and attracting Liu Wenying's attention.

"Second Master, are you feeling unwell again?"

He coughed for a long time before he recovered, and his voice was very hoarse.

"If I die..."

"Second Master will not die."

Liu Wenying interrupted him decisively, then stroked his head and reassured him, "No, Second Master won't die."

"Second Master must return alive, to be the glorious Second Master of the Yuguo Duke's Mansion, to be promoted and ennobled, and to have a house full of children and grandchildren."

She spoke very quickly, but Pei Zeyu noticed the tremor in her voice.

Pei Zeyu moved his arm and pulled her into his embrace.

He wrapped his arms around her shoulders and back, pulling her into his embrace.

Liu Wenying froze for a moment, then relaxed and buried her face in his shoulder.

The two of them nestled together like that.

…………