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

Liu Wenying was grateful but also afraid.

I fear that the shelter is too warm and protective, causing her to develop an inappropriate dependence.

I'm afraid that if I get used to this stability, I'll never be able to leave it again.

But the thought of not being able to leave was only fleeting, and she vehemently rejected it.

Can't live without it? How could I not live without it?

She still wants to leave and become an ordinary citizen.

There's no need to be obsequious all the time, nor to be constantly trying to guess what the master is thinking.

She wanted freedom, she wanted Luo Luo, she wanted a little home of her own.

Liu Wenying pushed Pei Dingxuan away, "This servant is alright now, thank you very much, sir."

Pei Dingxuan looked at his empty arms and said nothing.

Liu Wenying turned around and walked towards the camp.

After walking quite a distance, she stopped and turned back.

He was still standing there, too far away to see his expression, but it was clear he was still looking in her direction.

This scene suddenly reminded her of the night she was attacked.

He stood there, gazing in her direction, until she disappeared into the night.

Liu Wenying withdrew her gaze, quickened her pace, and almost fled into the camp.

Arriving at the old lady's tent, Liu Wenying straightened her clothes before lifting the tent flap.

A scene of bustling activity came into view.

The maids moved back and forth, stuffing various clothes and utensils into chests and trunks in a categorized manner.

Several sealed wooden crates and a few unpacked cloaks lay on the ground, indicating that the finishing touches were being put on.

The old lady sat in a wheelchair, placed by Granny Wu in a spot inside the tent, away from the busy comings and goings.

As soon as Liu Wenying entered, the old lady's eyes lit up.

"You're back?"

The old lady's voice was not loud, but it carried obvious joy.

She put down the ginseng soup bowl, beckoned to Liu Wenying, and gestured for her to come closer to speak.

Liu Wenying walked over quickly, squatted down in front of the old lady, and admitted her mistake.

"It's all my fault for delaying my service for so many days and leaving the old lady short-handed."

The old lady quickly raised her hand to stop her, "It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back."

She reached out to help Liu Wenying up, feeling relieved and fortunate.

"I've heard about your ordeal. You barely escaped with your life, and to return unharmed is a blessing from the Bodhisattva."

Liu Wenying's eyes welled up with tears, and she was about to speak when an untimely interruption came from the side.

"Madam, if you ask me, she is a jinx."

Xi Chun stood not far away, holding a neatly folded piece of clothing in his hands, looking sarcastic.

"Not only did she fall off the cliff herself, but she also dragged Second Master down with her, causing him to injure his hand. If it weren't for her, how could Second Master have been injured?"

The busy maids inside the tent paused, their eyes secretly drifting over in this direction.

Liu Wenying also became nervous.

The deep affection between the Second Master and the Old Madam was known throughout the household.

How could the old lady not feel heartbroken when the second master was injured?

If the old lady blames you for this...

She accepted it.

The old lady did not give Xi Chun the cold look she expected. She glanced at Xi Chun, her expression neither too harsh nor too gentle, but it made Xi Chun shut her mouth awkwardly and lower her head to continue packing.

"Yu'er is not a three-year-old child. He knows how to act. His willingness to save you is his choice."

I'm not so foolish as to blame someone he's protecting.

"Madam..." Liu Wenying's eyes welled up with tears, and her throat tightened.

The old lady smiled and said, "Alright, stop standing there. You haven't packed your things yet, have you? Go and pack them. We're leaving for the capital first thing tomorrow morning."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Liu Wenying smiled and agreed, then turned and left the old lady's tent, heading towards the smaller tent next door.

That was where she and the other maids, including Ling'er, lived.

As soon as the tent flap was lifted, a figure pounced on it.

"Sister Liu!"

Ling'er hugged her tightly, wishing she could hang herself on her, shaking her while crying and laughing.

"You're finally back! You scared me to death! I thought... I thought..."

As she spoke, her eyes reddened, and tears streamed down her face.

Liu Wenying felt dizzy from being shaken by her, so she quickly patted her back to comfort her.

"It's alright, it's alright, I'm perfectly fine, aren't I?"

Ling'er sniffed, released her, and looked her up and down several times.

Only after confirming that she was really alright did he wipe away his tears.

"I knew that hunting grounds weren't clean! Something dirty must have entangled my sister, causing her to fall off the cliff!"

Liu Wenying grasped the key point in her words and lost her footing, falling off the cliff.

Perhaps this is the explanation that the old man and others gave to the outside world.

The real process, of course, cannot be revealed to outsiders.

Liu Wenying suppressed the complex emotions in her heart and pulled Ling'er to sit down.

"It's all over now. Everything will be fine once we get back to the manor."

Hearing her say that, Ling'er finally felt a little relieved and then started to chatter on about what had happened in the past few days.

Who received a reward, who made a fool of themselves, and who made a fool of themselves.

During the days she was absent, with her constant chatter, Liu Wenying didn't feel like she had missed anything.

The convoy set off the next day, returning to Beijing in a grand procession, but not as hurried as it had been on the way there.

Carriages and horses rumbled along the winding mountain road, banners fluttered in the breeze.

Liu Wenying sat in the old lady's carriage, a travelogue spread out on her lap, reading aloud passages from it.

She didn't just read in a dry, boring way; she would occasionally interject with a few witty remarks, making the old lady laugh heartily.

Laughter drifted out from behind the carriage curtains, creating a charming contrast with the autumnal colors gradually taking on the hues of the mountains and forests outside.

Outside the car window, the mountain scenery is changing from the lush green of late summer to the vibrant colors of early autumn, with reds, yellows, and greens spreading out along the way, a feast for the eyes.

At noon, the convoy stopped to rest.

With everyone exhausted, this is a good opportunity to drink water, eat, and stretch our muscles.

The old lady had difficulty walking due to her legs, so she stayed in the carriage to rest and was served some food by Granny Wu.

Liu Wenying lifted the carriage curtain and jumped down to stretch her stiff back and legs.

After finishing her snack, she decided to take a walk to get some fresh air.

"Nanny Liu!"

When someone called her back, Liu Wenying turned around and saw that it was Afu, the attendant of the Second Master.

Afu walked up to her and said, "Second Master wants to see you. Please trouble Nanny Liu to accompany me."

Liu Wenying glanced at the old lady's carriage, "We're about to set off."

"Don't worry, I will inform the old lady. Just come with me, Nurse Liu."

Liu Wenying hesitated for a moment, then nodded and followed Afu toward the back of the convoy.

At another carriage under the shade of a tree, Pei Dingxuan had just gotten off when he saw her and Afu walk away and get into Pei Zeyu's carriage.

Afu led her to a carriage, then stepped aside, gesturing for her to get on.

Liu Wenying took a deep breath and raised her hand to lift the carriage curtain.

Sunlight streamed into the carriage from behind her, illuminating the scene inside.

Pei Zeyu leaned against the car wall with his eyes closed, presumably resting.

His hair was not tied up; his long, ink-black hair cascaded over his shoulders, held together by a hairband.

His moon-white casual clothes were spotless, except for the gauze wrapped around his left hand, which gave him a sickly look.

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