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

Madam Pei had witnessed Pei Yaojun causing trouble and talking back.

I've seen him admit his mistakes with a grin and beg for forgiveness with a shameless grin.

She had never seen him like this before, neither angry nor sad, just looking at her with eyes full of disappointment.

He did not bow or pay his respects, despite having caused great trouble in the past.

He would shamelessly call out "Mother," then come over with a grin and say that his son was wrong.

He didn't today.

Duke Yu's face turned ashen.

"How dare you! Who gave you permission to barge in? You've forgotten all the rules!"

Pei Yaojun shifted his gaze from his mother to his father's face without flinching.

"What about Mother's deception, Father's perfunctory attitude? You have rules in your eyes, but what about me?"

Upon hearing this, the veins on Duke Yu's temples throbbed.

"You, you unfilial son!"

Pei Yaojun gave a bitter smile.

"I'm rebelling? My desire to marry whoever I want is rebelling?"

"And what about you? You agree verbally, but you scheme in your hearts, using my marriage as a bargaining chip and the woman I've chosen as a plaything. Is this what you call not rebelling?"

I never expected him to talk back, and to say such nasty things.

Duke Yu rushed forward, even knocking over chairs, just to take the family discipline stick off the wall.

The stick was heavy, dark and cumbersome.

Madam Pei rushed over, grabbed her husband's arm, and then turned around to shout at Pei Yaojun.

"Jun'er, stop fooling around! Quickly admit your mistake! Apologize to your father! Behave yourself!"

Pei Yaojun stood still, saying, "I did nothing wrong."

The Duke of Yu's stick came down with a whoosh and slammed heavily onto his shoulder.

He groaned, his body swayed, but he refused to back down.

Duke Yu raised it again, and Madam Pei screamed and tried to stop him, but was held back by two maids on either side and protected to the side.

"Take the lady away!" Duke Yu ordered sternly.

Madam Pei was being helped out, struggling to turn back.

"Jun'er! Just admit your mistake! I'll do whatever you want! I'll do whatever you want..."

Madam Pei was taken to a side room, where two maids settled her in a chair.

Hearing the dull thud of a stick hitting her from the main house, she closed her eyes, and tears welled up again.

"Go! Quickly go and fetch Liu Wenying!"

Meanwhile, Liu Wenying was on her way to her shift at Mingxi Hall.

As soon as she entered the garden, two old women came from the side and blocked her way.

The head old woman said expressionlessly, "Madam wants you to go to Hechun Hall."

Liu Wenying's heart sank. Why was Madam Pei suddenly looking for her?

"The old lady is waiting for me. May I go to Mingxi Hall first?"

"The lady said you must go immediately."

The old woman interrupted her.

"Manager Liu, please."

Two old women, one in front and one behind, sandwiched her in the middle.

Liu Wenying knew that this meant she could not refuse.

Upon arriving at the gate of Hechun Hall, the old woman stopped at the entrance and stepped aside to let her in.

As Liu Wenying stepped through the moon gate, she saw Madam Pei standing in the center.

"This servant greets Madam."

Madam Pei turned around, her words filled with resentment.

"What did you and Jun'er say?"

"This servant tells Third Master not to come looking for me anymore, and to live a good life."

"Oh."

Madam Pei sneered.

"Live a good life? What kind of spell have you cast on him? Even after all this, he still won't give up?"

She stared at Liu Wenying, wishing she could see right through her.

"Are you genuinely unaware, or are you pretending not to know?"

Liu Wenying remained silent.

What could she say? That she had tried to persuade him, she had said everything she could, she had done everything she could, but he wouldn't listen?

Speaking out is wrong, not speaking out is also wrong.

"That's enough."

After calming down, Madam Pei turned her face away and said, "I called you here today not to lecture you."

"You are now Grandmother's savior and Old Madam Yu's darling, how could I dare to harm you?"

Liu Wenying lowered her head and looked down, not daring to reply.

Suddenly, a series of muffled thuds came from behind Madam Pei, in the direction of the main house.

It was the sound of a stick falling, dull and heavy, like hitting flesh.

After several more groans, someone let out a suppressed groan, so soft it sounded like a choked sob.

The voice was very familiar; Liu Wenying recognized it instantly and froze.

It's started again.

Madam Pei couldn't bear it, so she turned to the side and said, "Take a good look."

She made way, and the door to the main house opened a crack, allowing Liu Wenying to clearly see what was inside.

Pei Yaojun knelt on the ground with his back to the door, his back straight, but trembling was hidden beneath the straightness.

Duke Yu stood behind him, waving the stick in his hand.

"Will you admit your mistake?"

"I don't acknowledge it."

"Bang—!"

"I'll ask you one last time, will you marry the Cheng family girl or not?"

"Don't marry!"

The stick struck his back hard again.

Pei Yaojun leaned forward slightly, then forced himself to straighten up.

He loved all flamboyant and vibrant colors, but blood seeped into his clothes, staining the crimson robe a deeper shade.

"Father, even if you beat me to death, she will still be the only one in my eyes."

Duke Yu was so angry that he trembled all over and raised the stick again.

Liu Wenying stood at a distance, watching the red spreading beneath his robe, her vision blurred with tears.

Madam Pei's voice drifted over from her side, soft and gentle.

"Did you see that? Jun'er is being this stubborn for the first time because of you."

"Before, he knelt down to beg his father not to use family discipline, but now... he'd rather be beaten to death by family discipline than..."

Madam Pei couldn't continue speaking, so she took a few deep breaths and looked at her.

"Now that things have come to this because of you, don't you have anything to say?"

Liu Wenying heard her own voice, which sounded hoarse, as if she had a mouthful of shards of glass.

"This servant also wants what's best for Third Master, but I've said everything I could and done everything I could..."

She closed her eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks.

Madam Pei said wearily, "I watched Jun'er grow up. I know his personality best."

"He wants what he wants, and once he gets it, his interest fades."

"Liu Wenying, no matter what you say or do, I just want you and Jun'er to break up completely."

Inside the main house, Duke Yu, exhausted from beating his opponent, finally dropped the stick.

The stick fell to the ground, rolled a few times, and stopped beside Pei Yaojun.

He couldn't hold on any longer; his straight back bent, his hands braced on the ground, and he gasped for breath.

Blood seeped from his sleeve, dripping onto the jade brick floor and staining it crimson.

He loved to wear red clothes; the red covered the blood, but it couldn't hide his paleness from excessive blood loss.

Madam Pei was heartbroken and could no longer hold back. She rushed into the room, threw herself at his side, and frantically tried to help him up, muttering to herself over and over again.

"Jun'er, why are you doing this to yourself, why are you doing this to yourself..."

Liu Wenying's mind was buzzing, and nothing was left but a sea of ​​red.

It started snowing again.

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