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

One spoonful, two spoonfuls, three spoonfuls...

The bowl of medicine was quickly emptied.

Liu Wenying put Pei Zeyu back on the bed and then reached out to feel his forehead.

It's still hot, but much cooler than the bottom of the cliff. I should feel better soon after taking the medicine.

Throughout the day, Liu Wenying stayed by his bedside without leaving for a moment, changing the fever-reducing cloths and feeding him warm water on time.

Seeing this, Afu and Ajin held Liu Wenying in even higher esteem.

By evening, Pei Zeyu's high fever had subsided slightly, and he was much more lucid.

The doctor was called back, and his expression softened after taking the pulse.

"Second Master's high fever has subsided, and his pulse has stabilized. As long as he gets through today and takes another dose of antipyretic medicine, he will be fine."

"Remember, someone must take good care of you at night, and there must be no negligence whatsoever."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

The next question is who will keep watch at night?

As Afu and Ajin were discussing, Liu Wenying took the initiative to speak.

"Let me do it."

Afu agreed, "Neither Ajin nor I could get Second Master to take his medicine today. It's thanks to you, sister, that we can manage. With you watching over him, you can be more attentive and soothe him if he resists taking his medicine again tonight."

Besides, once it happens, it will happen again.

Liu Wenying had previously filled in for Ah Jin at night. She was thoughtful and could put the Second Master at ease, so it was perfect for her to take the night shift.

And so, Liu Wenying's night shifts were quickly scheduled.

The doctor said not long ago that as long as he can get through tonight and take one more dose of medicine, Second Master will be safe and sound.

But this time, the medication administration did not go so smoothly.

Pei Zeyu leaned against the pillow, his face still flushed, but his eyes were much clearer.

"Second Master, it's time to take your medicine."

Pei Zeyu glanced at the dark brown medicine, then turned his face away, saying, "It's too bitter."

"But it will taste even worse when it gets cold."

Liu Wenying felt both sorry for her and amused. This person, who was usually so aloof and dignified, was acting like a child throwing a tantrum when she was sick.

Pei Zeyu still refused, saying, "I don't want to drink."

"Good medicine tastes bitter; Second Master will recover faster if he drinks it..."

Despite Liu Wenying's repeated attempts to persuade him with both gentle and forceful words, Pei Zeyu remained unmoved, seemingly determined to remain indifferent.

Liu Wenying persisted and continued to persuade her.

Pei Zeyu looked at her silently; the darkness of night is the easiest time to amplify a person's desires and vulnerabilities.

The intense heat and the suppressed emotions in his heart grew stronger and stronger, causing Pei Zeyu to gradually lose his usual restraint.

The moonlight was faint, and the candlelight inside the room flickered, casting the shadows of the two people onto the curtains, sometimes long, sometimes short.

"Willow Singing Orioles".

"Hmm? I'm here."

He just stared at her face, neck, collarbone, and finally stopped at her chest.

"I miss the time at the bottom of the cliff, when... I tasted the sweetest flavor in the world, nothing can compare."

Liu Wenying understood the deeper meaning behind the words.

She clutched her collar, her voice trembling.

"Second Master, you can't. You have a high fever and are talking nonsense."

He was rejected again, and Pei Zeyu's eyes dimmed.

The silence spread through the room, only to be broken shortly afterward.

He suddenly coughed violently, a heart-wrenching cough, as if he were coughing up his lungs.

It took him a long time to catch his breath. He leaned against the pillow, closed his eyes, and spoke in a broken voice.

"I'm delirious from the fever, my mind is foggy. You can leave now, let Ah Jin take over..."

With a soft "tap," Liu Wenying put down the medicine bowl; she should leave.

But after taking only a few steps, he found himself in a dilemma, his feet feeling as if they were nailed to the ground.

She remembered the accident he had when he was a child, and how his mother had ignored him after he was rescued.

When he thought back to the bottom of the cliff, she had only gone out to catch fish, and her brief departure was considered an abandonment by him.

She also remembered that she had promised to take good care of him until he was fully recovered.

She agreed... how could she just walk away like that...?

Liu Wenying turned around, picked up the warm medicine, and said, "Second Master, please drink this. After you drink the medicine, there will be... a bitter taste..."

Before she could finish speaking, her face was already flushed.

Pei Zeyu's disappointment was replaced by burning emotions.

Soon, the empty medicine bowl was placed on the small table, making a slight sound.

The next moment, Liu Wenying was pulled into a strong embrace.

Pei Zeyu wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her into the bedding.

The bed curtains shut out the outside noise, leaving only the two of them to lean on each other in the quiet of the night.

The light was dim, and the moonlight was faint.

Pei Zeyu rested his head against Liu Wenying's neck, his hot breath brushing against her sensitive skin, and called out in a low, husky voice.

"The Oriole's Song..."

Liu Wenying trembled slightly, her ten fingers gripping the brocade quilt tightly, the intricate embroidery patterns crumpling into a ball in her palm.

She responded softly, "Yes, Your Majesty."

My left hand is injured and I have difficulty moving it.

His right hand deftly reached to her waist, and with a light flick of his fingertips, the ties of her plain-colored ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) loosened.

……

Liu Wenying's breath hitched, and she instinctively wanted to push him away, but her hand fell back down halfway up.

Pei Zeyu's kiss was light and unhurried.

"Second Master..."

He seemed not to hear, focusing only on kissing her.

……

Pei Zeyu noticed her reaction and chuckled softly.

He switched to the other side and did the same thing.

……

Pei Zeyu's lips lingered on her neck, then suddenly he paused.

Moonlight shone through the gaps in the bed curtains, faintly illuminating a pale red mark on the side of her neck; the color was very light.

Without thinking too much, he lowered his head, covered her lips with his, and gently sucked.

Until a fresh, blushing kiss mark appeared on that skin, completely covering the old mark.

A tingling pain shot through her neck, and Liu Wenying gasped for breath: "Second Master."

Pei Zeyu rested his head on her neck, languid with satisfaction, and said, "Mmm, I feel much better."

His words were vague, it was unclear whether he was referring to physical ailments or a deep longing in his heart.

Liu Wenying's reason had long been disrupted, and she only vaguely replied, "This servant... hopes that Second Master's health... will recover quickly."

Pei Zeyu gave a soft "hmm," wrapped his arms around her waist, and pulled her even closer into his embrace.

The moonlight moved slowly across the bed curtains, from east to west.

Exhausted and emotionally drained, Liu Wenying fell into a deep sleep in his arms.

His breathing was even and deep, with his chest rising and falling slightly.

There were still faint red marks left from his kisses there.

Pei Zeyu remained motionless for a long time until he was sure she was fast asleep, then he used the dim moonlight to examine her sleeping face.

She was sleeping soundly, her long eyelashes casting faint shadows under her eyes.

Her lips were slightly parted, and her cheeks still had a lingering blush.

She looked completely unguarded, nestled in his arms with utter trust.

He suddenly realized that being honest wasn't so bad after all...

Pei Zeyu leaned down and kissed the corner of her lips very lightly.

The sky was overcast, and the dawn had not yet fully penetrated the clouds, leaving only a dim, hazy light inside the room.

Liu Wenying was half-awake and mumbled incoherently.

"Second Master...it's time to take your medicine..."

Pei Zeyu barely slept a wink all night and was lying on his side, propping his forehead up with his hand.

His dark hair was spread out on the pillow. He looked down at the person in his arms and replied with a smile, "The medicine is finished."

Liu Wenying was stunned for a moment, and when she opened her eyes, she met Pei Zeyu's smiling fox-like eyes.

She felt as if she had been burned, and hurriedly withdrew from his embrace.

He grabbed the clothes scattered around the bed and haphazardly put them on, tying them crookedly without bothering to straighten them.

Liu Wenying got out of bed and bowed respectfully to him.

"Since you are well, Second Master, this servant will take her leave now."

Seeing her aloof and polite, and flee in panic, Pei Zeyu felt a surge of irritation.

He used to love being in control and hated overstepping boundaries, but now her adherence to the master-servant relationship made him even more uncomfortable.

"stop."

Pei Zeyu reached out, grabbed her, and pulled her back to the bedside.

Liu Wenying stumbled and fell to her seat, looking up in alarm, only to meet his unfathomable gaze.

Pei Zeyu gently stroked the delicate skin on her wrist with his fingertips, holding on tightly.

"Regarding last night, don't you have anything you want to ask? Anything you wish to know?"

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