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

Lord Lin's facial muscles twitched, and he spoke in a low voice.

"My dear son-in-law, my dear father-in-law, isn't there any way to resolve this? Must things have come to this?"

His previous bravado vanished, and he knew that the Lin family was in the wrong today.

If he didn't back down, the Lin family would be severely punished, if not killed. But out of love for his daughter, he still wanted to make one last stand.

Duke Yu said in a deep voice, "Turning the tide? Lord Lin, your daughter has committed such a disgraceful act, tarnishing the reputation of my Pei family, and now you still want to turn the tide?"

He then shifted the topic, elevating the issue to a matter of reputation for both families.

"Not only should we divorce her, but the Lin family also needs to give the Pei family an explanation. This matter cannot be left like this."

The Lin family had no choice but to back down, and divorcing Lin Zhiyao was inevitable. As for demanding an explanation, it included not only the punishment of Lin Zhiyao, but also compensation from the Lin family.

Lord Lin agreed to each of the requests, his voice growing softer and his head bowing lower and lower.

He dared not refuse, for if he did, the Lin family would suffer.

Lin Zhiyao stood there dumbfounded, listening to her father and the Duke of Yu discuss her whereabouts as if they were discussing a piece of merchandise.

A rural villa? She knew it; it was remote and desolate, surrounded by tenant farmers.

Zhuangzi's old servant was thinner than a ghost; she was sent there with no dignity and no future.

The second daughter of the Lin family will never have a chance to rise in status again.

Under extreme stimulation, Lin Zhiyao suddenly felt a sharp, dragging pain in her abdomen, as if something was about to disappear from her body.

"Well……"

She groaned softly and collapsed to the ground.

"Yao'er!"

Madam Lin was terrified and rushed over like a madwoman, protecting Lin Zhiyao in her arms.

Zheng Tangli tried to get closer, but she pushed him away forcefully.

"Get out of here! It's all your fault!"

She hugged her daughter and shouted outside, "Quick, find a doctor! Hurry!"

The scene was chaotic, and even Duke Yu and Lord Lin had to stop.

The maids and servants were in a panic, running around in all directions.

Lin Zhiyao curled up on the ground, her face as pale as paper, too painful to speak.

Liu Wenying couldn't help but take a step forward.

But then, her arm was grabbed, and when she turned around, it was Pei Zeyu.

The cold, resolute look in his eyes was gone, as if he were silently saying goodbye.

Liu Wenying brushed his hand away, "Saving lives is the priority."

Lin Zhiyao almost implicated her, shifting the blame. Did she resent Lin Zhiyao? She probably did.

But seeing her struggling on the brink of life and death, Liu Wenying's first reaction was to save her.

Liu Wenying walked to Lin Zhiyao's side and directed the maids and servants.

"The ground is too cold to lie on for long. Come and lift me slowly, support my back and waist, and carry me to the soft couch in the inner room first."

Seeing her composed demeanor, the servants instinctively obeyed.

Liu Wenying held Lin Zhiyao's cold hand and rubbed it, "Breathe evenly, don't be afraid, the doctor will be here soon, everything will be alright."

Lin Zhiyao was in so much pain that she was covered in cold sweat and couldn't speak, but she stared intently at Liu Wenying.

His eyes held a complex mix of emotions, a mixture of hatred and dependence.

He resented her, hated her, but now only she could save him.

After Lin Zhiyao was settled, Liu Wenying quickly performed some first aid measures and had someone bring ginseng slices for Lin Zhiyao to suck on.

She only stepped aside when the doctor arrived.

Outside, only Madam Pei and Old Madam Yu were left speaking in hushed tones.

Madam Pei's eyes reddened. "I'm so sorry to have made you laugh at me today, Madam. It's a misfortune for our family..."

Old Madam Yu said wisely, "Madam Pei, don't worry. I've lived to be so old, I know what I should and shouldn't say."

Seeing Liu Wenying come out, she said, "It's getting late, I'll head back now. Don't worry too much, your children and grandchildren will have their own blessings."

Madam Pei nodded, her eyes still red, but she forced herself to see her to the door.

Liu Wenying looked around but did not see the Second Master.

She looked away and silently followed Old Madam Yu.

As she passed by Madam Pei, she stopped and curtsied.

Madam Pei was lost in her grief and didn't notice her.

The group walked around the corridor, passed through the moon gate, and were almost at the screen wall when suddenly a servant from the Lin family shouted from behind that Old Madam Yu had forgotten to take the celebratory fruit.

With such a huge incident just happening, who still remembers Xiguo?

But since it was the third daughter of the Lin family getting married, one thing at a time, Old Madam Yu still asked Liu Wenying to fetch her.

She and Su Xin waited for her in the carriage.

Liu Wenying agreed, not wanting to delay the Tai Chi practice, so she quickened her pace and followed the maid to a house.

Without thinking much, she pushed open the door and went inside.

Inside the room, on the eight-immortal table, there was a bag filled with auspicious fruits. In addition, a person stood by the window, his figure solitary and isolated.

"Second Master..."

Liu Wenying was stunned, not expecting him to be here.

There were no lights on in the room. He stood against the light, and the pent-up frustration under his long eyebrows finally dissipated in the shadows, though his weariness remained.

But he was relaxed all over, from his eyebrows to the corners of his lips, from his shoulders to his back.

Three years of shackles have finally been broken today.

Liu Wenying was in a state of confusion. Some words were stuck in her throat, but she finally asked them.

"Was today's incident a setup by the Second Master?"

Pei Zeyu didn't answer immediately. Instead, he pulled her into his arms and sighed, "It's me."

"It's true that Ke Lin committed adultery, that she lost her virginity before marriage, and that the child in her womb isn't mine... those are also true."

He paused, his arms tightening. "The truth will out eventually. I'm just going with the flow, putting the scandal out in the open so I can make a clean break with her."

Liu Wenying had only one thought running through her mind.

Is his claim of inhumanity true or false?

If that's true, then what about that day in the east wing?

But once the question is asked, it would be tantamount to admitting that she was the one in the east wing that day.

Liu Wenying pushed him away and went to get the celebratory fruit on the table.

"It's getting late, and the Old Madam is still waiting for me. I'll take my leave now."

She didn't want to say anything more, but the door was opened and someone blocked her way.

Gu Zijing walked in, her gaze shifting between Liu Wenying and Pei Zeyu, and teased, "So you were hiding here, Pei Er. No wonder I couldn't find you."

He looked at Liu Wenying, "This lady, is she the one who cured your hidden ailment?"

At this moment, silence is the best response.

Liu Wenying clutched the bag of fruit tightly, remaining silent like a quail.

Pei Zeyu frowned, afraid that Gu Zijin's erratic behavior might offend her.

Before he could speak, Gu Zijing winked and gave him a reassuring look.

Don't worry, he knows what he's doing.

The two communicated silently and quickly, but Liu Wenying, with her head bowed, didn't see it at all.

She only heard Gu Zijin pause briefly before continuing, "Pei Er's hidden illness is real. Over the years, I've helped him seek out famous doctors, but they all say it's a mental illness, and medicine is ineffective."

Whether Second Master's hidden ailment was cured or not, besides himself, Liu Wenying knew best.

But is this something that can be said?

Gu Zijin rambled on and on, mostly about the hardships of seeking medical treatment and Pei Er's disappointment after his hopes were dashed time and time again.

Finally, he said meaningfully, "I never thought I would recover. You deserve all the credit."

Liu Wenying felt as if she had been thrown into a furnace, her whole body burning hot.

"It's getting late, this servant will take her leave."

She walked past Gu Zijing as if being chased by something, without looking back.

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