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

Two months ago, it was when Pei Zeyu obtained the Dream Powder from Gu Zijin.

Lin Zhiyao was bewitched by the Qimeng San, which made her certain that the child in her womb was his.

Ha, first she tried to poison him at the birthday banquet but failed, and now she wants to use the child to tie him down.

During a wife's pregnancy, the husband is not allowed to divorce her. If an official knowingly breaks the law, he will not only be punished with one hundred strokes of the cane, but the previous divorce relationship will also be automatically restored.

It has to be said that Lin Zhiyao is unusually clever, unlike her former self. She is extremely shrewd in her calculations, but she ultimately miscalculated one thing.

He never even touched her from beginning to end, so how could there be a child?

Lin Zhiyao was helped in from the side hall by Xiao Xing, and all four doctors diagnosed her with pregnancy.

Logically speaking, even if the Second Master didn't experience the joy of becoming a father, he should have felt other emotions.

However, he looked at her and just smiled, as if he were watching a joke.

And the utter disgust in his eyes.

Shouldn't she have won?

Use the children and the law to win back their affection.

Why, why did the Second Master treat her that way?

"Ms. Lin, I'll ask you again, are you sure the child in your belly is from the Pei family—"

She couldn't let him continue.

"Madam! Madam, what's wrong?!"

Xiao Xing quickly helped Lin Zhiyao, who had fainted.

The doctor was in the courtyard and quickly came over, checking Lin Zhiyao's breathing and feeling her pulse.

"The Second Madam was too emotionally unstable, and coupled with her pregnancy, she was physically weak and fainted."

"It's getting late, we need to get the Second Madam back to rest as soon as possible, and she shouldn't be subjected to any more stress."

Pei Zeyu stood at the farthest point from her, quietly observing her performance.

Neither stop nor speak out.

The servants, seeing that the second master remained silent, assumed that he was acquiescing.

After all, the second madam was carrying the Pei family's offspring, a matter of life and death, and dared not delay.

The group carried Lin Zhiyao away and took her to a side room to rest.

The physicians summoned by Yinye exchanged puzzled glances.

The second wife is the principal wife, so why is she not living in the main house, but instead placed in a side house?

They were all intelligent people, and since they knew that loose lips sink ships, they dared not ask any more questions. After everything was settled, they bowed and took their leave, each going their own way.

Lin Zhiyao was only faking her dizziness; she wasn't actually dizzy.

Given her complicated emotions and pregnancy, the doctor naturally exaggerated the severity of the situation.

She hadn't slept all night, and before dawn, she quietly left the mansion and headed towards the Lin family.

Madam Lin was having breakfast when she heard the announcement that her daughter had returned. Before she could even put down her chopsticks, Lin Zhiyao had already rushed into the house.

Her eyes were bloodshot, and the dark blue under her eyes couldn't be concealed even with makeup.

Madam Lin had a servant scoop a bowl of lotus seed porridge and handed it to her daughter, feeling sorry for her.

"What's wrong?"

The rising steam from the porridge bowl blurred her tired and haggard face.

"The method my mother taught me worked, but it didn't work out either."

Mrs. Lin: "How so?"

"Second Master has indeed stopped mentioning divorce, but he doesn't necessarily seem particularly happy about it..."

Even the way she looked at me was more disgusted than before.

She didn't say the second half of her sentence.

"Officials are not allowed to divorce their pregnant wives; it is the law of the Great Wei Dynasty. He will not mention divorce, but since he is not happy, things will be difficult. Alas..."

The sighs and groans were drawn out, as if they had anticipated the worst-case scenario and had no other choice.

Lin Zhiyao insisted, "Why did Mother sigh?"

Madam Lin remained silent, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, and brought it to her lips. "Eat something first."

"I won't eat it!"

Lin Zhiyao waved it away, and the porridge spilled out.

"How can I possibly eat anything right now? Mother, do you also think that I can't keep Second Master here?"

The maidservant quickly wiped the porridge water off Madam Lin's hand with a handkerchief.

After a long silence, Madam Lin finally broke through the barrier, revealing the cruel truth beneath.

"Yao'er, give up."

"Although the fake pregnancy drug can fool everyone, a fake is still a fake."

"He doesn't even care about having children, let alone you? Your relationship has come to an end."

"I don't believe it!"

Lin Zhiyao suddenly stood up, and in her haste, she bumped into the maid who was serving the dishes behind her.

The plate in the maid's hand fell to the ground, shards of porcelain mixed with food juice splashing all over the floor.

"Mother, I don't believe it... We only had a brief disagreement. Second Master was just bewitched by someone else."

She was panting heavily, as if she was trying to convince her mother, but also as if she was trying to convince herself.

"Our connection remains, it won't end, it won't..."

Mrs. Lin was both angry and heartbroken to see her like this.

"Calm down. Even now, are you still so stubborn?"

Lin Zhiyao trembled at the shout, but she couldn't calm down.

She gripped the embroidered handkerchief so tightly that her fingernails almost broke off.

"Is it because my sister is getting married that Mother is planning to abandon me?"

"My sister married the son of a fifth-rank official; how can he compare to the Duke of Yu's mansion? How can he compare to Second Master?"

"Why would Mother be so biased and abandon me?"

Madam Lin was so angry that she trembled all over. She slammed her hand on the table, making the bowls and chopsticks jump.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

"If I really didn't care about you, why would I advise you to get a divorce? Only by withdrawing in time can you avoid greater grievances."

It's precisely because I care about you and love you that I'm advising you.

Lin Zhiyao stood there, her face streaked with tears, and she didn't believe a single word.

All that talk about doing it for her own good is a lie.

She didn't want a divorce, and she didn't want to give up on Second Master.

Lin Zhiyao was blinded by her obsession and wouldn't listen to her mother's advice.

Seeing that she was too emotional, Madam Lin feared that if the stalemate continued, something bad might happen.

"Quickly, help her down to rest. Keep a close eye on her and make sure she doesn't do anything reckless."

The old women grabbed her from both sides, but as soon as she stepped out the door, Lin Zhiyao broke free and ran away, lifting her skirt.

The maids chased after her, calling out "Madam, Miss!" but their voices faded into the distance, and she didn't turn her head back.

I ran and ran, through alleys and streets, until my lungs felt like they were on fire and my legs felt like they were filled with lead, but I still dared not stop.

When she finally stopped, she found herself standing on a street she had never been before.

The pavilions on both sides were decorated with carved beams and painted rafters, and red and green lanterns hung on them. The scent of perfume mixed with the aroma of wine filled the street.

A woman leaned against the railing, her laughter cloyingly soft; a man emerged with his arm around someone, still hungover.

She leaned against the wall, panting in the corner, her chaotic mind gradually calming down.

If her mother wouldn't help her, then she would help herself.

The medication for faking pregnancy can only conceal it for a while, not forever.

But what if the fake becomes real?

Wouldn't all the problems then be easily solved?

But another voice was telling her not to do that.

Who knows if it's not an abyss? Once you fall in, you can never get out.

Lin Zhiyao was caught in a dilemma, struggling with her thoughts, when she suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of her eye that looked quite familiar.

He was dressed in fine clothes and surrounded by people, as he walked out of the most magnificent brothel.

The pimp at the gate bowed and scraped, extremely attentive.

After that person walked away, Lin Zhiyao took a step in that direction, but was stopped by the pimp at the door.

"Madam, this is not a place for you."

Lin Zhiyao pulled out the agate hairpin from her temple and gave it to him. "I'm not going in. Tell me, who was that person who just left?"

The pimp was taken aback, put the hairpin into his pocket, and lowered his voice, saying, "That person is someone who is second only to the emperor in the world."

"He's a regular at our place where people spend lavishly; every time he comes, he books the entire rooftop!"

A regular customer?

Lin Zhiyao stood on the street, a thought rising from the bottom of her heart that she couldn't suppress.

Liu Wenying's time at the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion was not long, but the days passed quickly.

That evening, after serving Old Madam Yu her medicinal soup, she glanced at the sky and, thinking that the weather was getting colder day by day and that she hadn't prepared all the winter clothes for Luo Luo, hurriedly left the mansion.

When I arrived at the market, the vendors had already started packing up.

She walked quickly to a stall selling children's clothes and rummaged through the colorful little garments.

The vendor was a lean, middle-aged man. Seeing her hesitate, he began to praise her enthusiastically.

"Madam has a good eye! Both of these pieces are made from newly arrived materials, soft and thick, with dense stitching. They won't wear out even after three winters!"

The lotus root color is elegant, and the pale yellow is bright; your daughter will surely look like a New Year's picture doll in it!

Liu Wenying picked up the two items and compared them several times, but still couldn't make up her mind.

"Wrap both items up."

A hand with distinct knuckles reached out from the side and placed a silver ingot on the stall.

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