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

After Old Madam Yu's headache had completely subsided, Liu Wenying stood up and respectfully said to the Duchess of Zhenguo, "Madam, you flatter me."

"Dr. Li is also wholeheartedly for the good of the old lady, but everyone has different methods. The old lady's illness requires trying many different approaches, and no one dares to say that they are right."

She looked at Doctor Li and smiled, "If Doctor Li is interested, I can write down the massage technique and see if it's suitable for you?"

They spoke politely, not wanting to escalate the situation.

This gave Doctor Li a way out while also saving face for the Lady of the Duke of Zhenguo.

Xiao Yiheng didn't say anything more, and their eyes met briefly in the air.

Liu Wenying nodded slightly to him, remembering the favor he had shown by speaking up for her.

If I have the opportunity in the future, I will definitely repay you.

Old Madam Yu's headache gradually subsided, and the people in the room dispersed.

Dr. Li picked up his medicine box and slunk away.

The Duchess of Zhenguo personally saw Xiao Yiheng off.

Liu Wenying stayed inside and changed a handkerchief for Old Madam Yu.

"Good child, thank you so much for today," said Old Madam Yu, resting her forehead on her hand.

"It's because the old lady is blessed; her illness will gradually get better."

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye, and the Beginning of Winter arrived in no time.

Before the start of winter, the government began rushing to make winter clothes for the servants.

The embroiderers set up their work in the side hall, with a table covered with colorful fabrics.

The servants lined up, each having their measurements taken, chattering about what kind of fabric they would be allocated this year, all with smiles on their faces.

Liu Wenying was passing under the corridor when Su Xin grabbed her arm.

"We've finally found you! The embroiderer is here today, hurry and take her measurements."

Su Xin pulled her and dragged her into the side hall.

Liu Wenying hesitated and said, "Should I take it too? I'm only on temporary assignment, and I might return to the Duke of Yu's mansion in a few days..."

"What do you mean by temporary transfer? You're now a member of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion, so naturally you should have one too."

Su Xin ignored her and pressed her down in front of the embroiderer.

"This person used to be a favorite of the old lady of the Duke of Yu's mansion. Now she's been borrowed to our mansion to take care of the old lady's health. You all have to be careful."

Liu Wenying felt a little embarrassed by what she said and gave the embroiderer an apologetic smile.

"Just do it as usual, no need to worry about it."

The embroiderer dared not be negligent and began taking measurements.

When the measurement reached her waist, the embroiderer praised her.

"You have such a great figure, with a slim waist and broad shoulders. You look good in anything."

Liu Wenying smiled sheepishly and let them do as they pleased.

Su Xin, who was watching from the side, remembered something and leaned closer and said, "I'm not just doing this for you, but also for the old lady."

"In a few days, the old lady will be taking people to a banquet, and you will most likely be going with her. We can't let you go in your old clothes, it would be too embarrassing for the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion."

Liu Wenying asked curiously, "What kind of banquet is so elaborate? Even the maids have to wear new clothes?"

Just as Su Xin was about to answer, the embroiderer suddenly grabbed Liu Wenying's hand, compared the length of the sleeve, and muttered something, drawing her attention.

"It seems to be a wedding for a daughter of the Lin family, but I'm not sure of the specifics..."

She spoke casually, so Liu Wenying didn't take it to heart.

On the tenth day of the tenth lunar month, the sky was clear and the autumn wind brought joy, making it an auspicious day for marriage.

Before dawn, firecrackers began to explode in front of the Lin residence.

In the morning, the guests' carriages lined up from one end of the street to the other, with blue curtains, green canopies, and black lacquered flat roofs, all kinds of carriages, stretching as far as the eye could see.

The maids and servants helped their mistresses inside, their shoes rustling as they stepped over the firecracker debris scattered on the ground.

Today, the Lin family is marrying off their daughter, the third daughter of their legitimate wife.

As the bride's older sister, Lin Zhiyao naturally had to be present.

But having only one person attend inevitably arouses suspicion and makes one look bad.

Lin Zhiyao mustered her courage and sent her maid to the main house to invite the Second Master.

I thought he would refuse, but to my surprise, he agreed.

Lin Zhiyao clutched her lower abdomen, and it took her a while to react.

My mother was right; my husband will change after he has a child.

Although what's inside isn't...

But she believes they will have many more children in the future.

To Lin Zhiyao's delight, the Duke of Yu and Madam Pei also arrived when she boarded the carriage this morning.

They weren't required to attend, but they came specifically for the occasion.

He did not use the royal regalia, but instead wore ordinary clothes and accompanied the group discreetly.

But anyone with eyes can see that this was a condescending gesture, giving the Lin family ample face.

Madam Lin personally greeted Madam Pei at the second gate, grasped her hand, and expressed her gratitude at length.

Madam Pei smiled and responded politely, but her gaze drifted towards Lin Zhiyao.

She wouldn't have come if it weren't for her second daughter-in-law's pregnancy and the prospect of having offspring for the Pei family.

As the second wife of Pei, Lin Zhiyao stood beside her parents-in-law, receiving envious glances from everyone, feeling incredibly glamorous.

Upon entering the main hall, Madam Lin was still chatting with Madam Pei, and Lord Lin personally greeted Duke Yu.

Lin Zhiyao then went to her younger sister's room.

In her boudoir, Lin San Niangzi sat in front of the mirror, letting her sister comb her hair. Strands of her dark hair slid through the comb's teeth, glossy and shiny.

Looking through the bronze mirror, Lin San Niangzi saw a face behind her that bore a resemblance to her own.

"My sister is so skillful. I want to be like her when I grow up, marry a good husband, and have a baby in my belly."

Lin Zhiyao's smile froze at the corner of her lips, then slowly melted away, turning into a pool of gentle, warm water.

"Yes," she said.

Suddenly, firecrackers went off outside, making the window paper rattle.

Then came the cacophony of suonas, gongs, and drums, mixed with the boisterous voices of the crowd, as they rushed into the boudoir.

A matchmaker outside called out, "The groom is here! He's here to pick up the bride!"

Third Sister stood up abruptly, both surprised and delighted, and reached for the bridal veil.

"Oh dear, why so fast? We can't even see each other before our wedding night..."

She muttered to herself, and before the maid could do anything, she pulled the bridal veil over her head herself.

"Sister, am I pretty?"

Lin Zhiyao straightened the edges of her bridal veil, took two steps back, and examined her closely, saying, "You look beautiful, you look beautiful today."

Third Sister laughed out loud from under her bridal veil.

Urged on by those outside, she was helped out to a more lively area.

The lobby was bustling with noise.

The groom was fair-skinned and dressed in a bright red wedding robe with a red flower pinned to his chest. He stood in the center of the hall, being pushed and shoved by the crowd.

Third Sister was helped to his side, and the two stood side by side.

One blushed, the other wore a red veil, both lowered their heads, not daring to look at each other.

The guests laughed, mocking the two men as if they had stolen something.

When bidding farewell to his parents, Lord Lin's eyes reddened, and Madam Lin cried so hard she couldn't speak, only holding her daughter's hand and repeating herself over and over.

The third daughter also cried under her veil, her voice a soft sob.

From the moment Third Sister was helped out, to her farewell to her parents, and to the commotion that ensued, Madam Pei held Lin Zhiyao's arm tightly the entire time, never letting go.

Those who saw it all thought that Madam Pei was truly considerate of her daughter-in-law.

Lin Zhiyao, who was pregnant, attended her sister's wedding, and her mother-in-law stayed by her side every step of the way.

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