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

The second day of the Yu Guogong Mansion's birthday banquet was still busy.

Servants carried dishes and food boxes through the corridors, preparing for the afternoon banquet.

Liu Wenying was pulled along by Pei Yaojun, passing through the courtyard and garden, where she was seen by many servants.

Whispers rose and fell like mosquitoes.

"Isn't that Third Master? Who is he holding?"

"It seems to be the manager of Mingxi Hall..."

"Tsk tsk tsk, all that pulling and tugging, could it be...?"

The whispered discussions made Liu Wenying anxious, fearing that they might cause another disturbance.

Finally, the two stopped beside the artificial hill.

"Third Master, please release me..."

Pei Yaojun turned around and looked at her intently.

Liu Wenying's heart skipped a beat when she met his eyes.

Those eyes were so deep, so unfamiliar to her.

The once flamboyant and unrestrained light has vanished, replaced by a complex and indistinguishable emotion she has never seen before.

Pei Yaojun approached her step by step.

He takes a step forward, she takes a step back.

The other person seemed unwilling to give her a chance to retreat further, and with a forceful pull of their wrist, pulled her back to their front.

Before she could react, he reached out and grabbed her waist, pulling her tightly into his embrace.

She was enveloped in a scorching heat, like the languid scent of sunshine, which made her ears blush slightly.

In a corner of the corridor not far away, several servants peeked out.

Liu Wenying became even more anxious and struggled more fiercely, but he held her too tightly, with such force that it seemed as if he wanted to merge with her.

"Third Master!"

The next moment, a sharp pain shot through her earlobe, and Liu Wenying couldn't help but gasp, forgetting to struggle.

Before she could recover, Third Master released his grip.

Liu Wenying covered her ears, wanting to say that he had been reckless in public.

Pei Yaojun spoke first: "You've been out for so long, your grandmother must be getting impatient. Hurry back."

Liu Wenying was taken aback, not expecting him to be so understanding.

One second he was being affectionate and playful with Meng Lang, the next he was urging her to go back.

His change caught her somewhat off guard.

Pei Yaojun gently rubbed her earlobe. "Go on."

Liu Wenying wanted to ask him for clarification, but seeing his calm expression, she was afraid he was unwilling to speak.

Besides, what he said is right; it's wasted a lot of time, which is not good.

Liu Wenying hesitated for a moment, then turned and left.

He kept turning back to look at her, but he remained standing there, gazing at her.

Hopefully nothing bad will happen.

Turning the corner, where the crimson hue was no longer visible, Liu Wenying stepped back into Mingxi Hall.

Pei Yaojun's eyes followed her closely, the complex emotions in his eyes gradually fading.

Only after her figure disappeared at the end of the corridor did he raise his eyes and glance at the servants watching in the corner.

The servants trembled with fear at his gaze and scattered in all directions.

He strode quickly toward Hechun Hall.

Inside Hechun Hall, the air was filled with the fragrance of incense and the aroma of tea.

Madam Pei was sitting at the head of the table, talking with a woman she knew well.

The woman was dressed in fine clothes and had a dignified demeanor; she was none other than Madam Cheng, the wife of the Minister of Works.

"...After the birthday celebration, we'll have someone match our birth dates and times to determine the auspicious date."

Madam Pei smiled and said, "Let's try to get the marriage settled by next spring, as a way to bring some joy to the old lady."

Madam Cheng nodded, her face also beaming with a smile.

"Of course, Madam Pei's birthday banquet was a great success, so we should strike while the iron is hot."

As they were talking, the curtain was lifted, and a figure in crimson strode in.

"Mother."

Pei Yaojun stopped and bowed deeply to Madam Pei.

Madam Cheng looked him up and down, smiling broadly.

The third young master of the Pei family is truly a handsome man.

Although he had a bad reputation before, with things like fighting in front of the emperor and being a spoiled brat, those were all things done in the heat of youth.

Now that she is observing politics at the Ministry of Works, she hears from her husband that he is quick-witted and does a good job.

Most importantly, her own daughter likes it, and she likes it more and more the more she looks at it.

Madam Pei put down her teacup and asked with a smile, "Why have you come at this hour?"

"Mother, your son wants to get married."

Madam Pei and Madam Cheng exchanged a glance and both laughed.

No one knows where he heard the rumors, but he even knows that the Pei and Cheng families are interested in a marriage alliance.

Madam Pei teased him deliberately, "You're getting older and want to get married, that's good. So, who do you want to marry?"

"Willow Singing Orioles".

The moment those three words were spoken, the room fell into a deathly silence.

Madam Pei's teacup trembled, and the tea nearly spilled.

Mrs. Cheng's smile froze completely, and astonishment and embarrassment surfaced in her eyes.

The lighthearted atmosphere that had been there earlier took a sharp turn for the worse.

Madam Pei chuckled and turned to Madam Cheng.

"There may be a misunderstanding here. I will handle it properly and will not delay the affairs of either of us."

Madam Cheng had a cold face, but she didn't question him, which was considered giving the Duke of Yu's mansion enough face.

"Madam Pei, you are too kind. I know it may be a misunderstanding, but let me be clear from the start: my Yi Mian is not a princess, but she was raised with great care and will never be wronged after marrying into this family."

Her meaning couldn't be clearer: if Pei Yaojun really wanted to marry someone else, the Cheng family would not let Cheng Yimian into the family.

Madam Cheng got up to take her leave, and Madam Pei personally saw her to the door. When she turned back, there was no trace of a smile on her face.

"Jun'er, what exactly happened? And... who is Liu Wenying?"

The name sounded familiar, but she couldn't quite place it.

Pei Yaojun didn't flinch at all. "She was a maid in my grandmother's courtyard."

"A maid?"

Madam Pei felt as if she had heard the biggest joke in the world.

"Do you know what you're saying? You are the Third Master of the Duke of Yu's Mansion, a man of noble status, yet you want to marry a maid?"

For a moment, she even doubted whether she had misheard.

Pei Yaojun hurriedly explained, "Mother, she is a contract worker, a free citizen, not a slave."

"She also saved Grandma's life, don't you remember? That time when Grandma had hiccups, it was she who stepped in in time."

She also saved her fourth sister.

Her abilities are undeniable, in no way inferior to those wealthy young ladies, so why can't she be one?

After Pei Yaojun reminded her, she remembered what Liu Wenying looked like.

The young widow with a child was a head maid promoted by the old lady.

"She's a widow with a child!"

"Jun'er, have you gone mad?!"

Pei Yaojun felt a chill run down his spine at his mother's disdain for Liu Wenying. "Luo Luo is very well-behaved, I don't mind..."

"You don't mind? Yes, you've never cared about other people's opinions since you were little, and you do whatever you want."

"But have you ever thought about what others will think of the Duke of Yu's mansion? Those members of the imperial family and noble families will laugh at the Pei family for letting a maid become the Third Madam Pei."

"You have no sense of dignity, but does the Duke's mansion not?"

Pei Yaojun remained silent.

He had seen the gossip among the servants.

The gazes and discussions felt like knives cutting into flesh.

He is not afraid of what others say about him.

But he was afraid that the gossip would fall on her.

Rather than letting those rumors hurt her, he should be the one to end it all.

Pei Yaojun knelt down, looked at his mother, and his eyes were serious.

"Mother, your son has no desires in this life, he only asks you for one thing."

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