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

Unexpectedly, after speaking out and revealing the truth, all she felt was fear and unease.

Pei Zeyu's voice was filled with suppressed anger at her misunderstanding that she was taking the worst of it.

"Willow Singing Orioles".

He called her by her full name, emphasizing each syllable.

"If I truly wanted to blame you, why would I have waited until today? Why would I have divorced the Lin family? Why would I... have brought you to Qingzhou?"

A dull pain suddenly surged in my chest, like a dull knife cutting into my flesh.

From the investigation that followed the birthday banquet to taking her south under the guise of the capital inspection.

He even cut open his heart to show her, thinking that at least he could move her in the slightest.

It turned out he was just being delusional.

A wave of exhaustion washed over Pei Zeyu, causing his shoulders to slump slightly.

Throughout his life, he was a master strategist, leaving no stone unturned.

He had never miscalculated on anyone, except when it came to Liu Wenying, where he lost control and miscalculated time and time again.

After much planning and careful probing, I finally revealed my true feelings with great joy.

In return, she avoided him like the plague.

It turns out that when it comes to matters of the heart, scheming and plotting are far from enough.

Pei Zeyu pressed his temples, the weariness from days of travel intertwined with the bitterness in his heart, converging into a throbbing pain.

Liu Wenying wanted to go forward to show her concern, but she stopped herself.

"This room is clean and has not been slept in by me. Please rest here, Second Master. I will go to another room."

She's always like this; as soon as she senses something is wrong, she tries to turn around and run away, just like on the day of the birthday banquet.

On what grounds?

The suppressed emotions in my heart suddenly surged.

Why should he be the only one to suffer the bitterness of unrequited love?

Why could she so easily walk away?

Liu Wenying had just taken a step when her arm was grabbed and she was pulled back forcefully.

She gasped in surprise, staggered backward as he pulled her, and fell into the bed curtains.

The curtains hung down, creating a small, secluded space.

He leaned down, one hand supporting himself on her ear, the other still gripping her arm.

"Second Master, you..."

Before she could finish speaking, her lips were sealed shut.

In the midst of the entanglement, there was an aggressiveness she had never experienced before.

Forced to look up and endure, my breath was taken away, and my thoughts were in complete disarray.

His crisp, clear scent filled the air. At this moment, the Second Master was completely different from the composed and self-possessed Second Master of the day.

It's unclear how much time passed before Pei Zeyu finally let her go.

He was panting, his forehead pressed against hers, his gaze fixed on her watery eyes.

Why hide?

Liu Wenying opened her mouth, but couldn't answer.

My gaze unconsciously drifted to the dressing table, where a bone safety buckle was placed, which I had bought in Wujiang.

The stall owner said that the bone buckle could ward off evil spirits and ensure peace, so she bought it on a whim.

Pei Zeyu followed her gaze, his eyes suddenly darkening.

"Is it because of Pei Yaojun?"

Liu Wenying's eyelashes trembled.

The subtle reaction extinguished any lingering hope in Pei Zeyu's heart.

"You have feelings for him?"

"No..." Liu Wenying denied it immediately when danger struck.

Don't lie to me.

Pei Zeyu interrupted her, and said with a self-deprecating laugh, "I'm not like Pei Dingxuan. I won't target you, much less kick you out of the manor."

Liu Wenying's throat tightened, and she said with difficulty, "It's not what Second Master thinks."

"So he has feelings for you?" Pei Zeyu pressed.

Liu Wenying remained silent.

In other words, silence is sometimes tacit agreement.

Pei Zeyu closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were filled with darkness.

"And what about you?" he asked, his voice lowering. "What are your feelings for him?"

After careful consideration, Liu Wenying replied, "This servant...does not know."

She genuinely didn't know that she would reciprocate kindness by treating others the same way.

She retaliates when others treat her badly.

Pei Yaojun has always been in a dominant position with her, clinging to her like glue, always wanting her to sing, and only falling asleep while holding her...

Her only initiative was to push Pei Yaojun away.

As Madam Pei said, the difference in their social status was insurmountable.

It would take a lot of effort to overcome that hurdle, but she had things more important than indulging in love, such as survival.

Call her a coward if you will, but she certainly didn't have the absolute confidence to fight against the mountain of feudal ethics, especially when she was still weak.

Pei Zeyu didn't want her to think about other men, so he suddenly lowered his head and tried to kiss her again, forcibly pulling her attention back.

Just as their lips were about to touch, Liu Wenying raised her hand to stop him.

"Second Master, please don't..."

"To remain chaste for him?"

Liu Wenying frowned. "Not exactly."

Before he could finish speaking, Pei Zeyu kissed him.

The pressure was much gentler than before, with sucking and stroking, a seductive meaning.

Liu Wenying's hand, which was pressed against his chest, gradually lost its strength.

After the kiss, Pei Zeyu looked at her face, which was flushed from lack of oxygen.

"It's his business if he likes you, just like it's mine to you."

"You just need to follow your heart and choose to accept... or not accept."

In the cramped space, Liu Wenying truly listened to his words and fell into deep thought.

Pei Zeyu's anticipation was quietly rekindled, and a voice cried out in his heart.

Accept him, accept him quickly.

Pei Yaojun made no promises to you.

He gently brushed the stray hairs clinging to her glistening lips with his fingertips, coaxing her softly.

"Why confine yourself? Wenying, you are a living, breathing person, not someone to depend on. You have the freedom to seek happiness."

Liu Wenying's eyelashes trembled slightly. "But Third Master has gone to the border, I can't just leave like this..."

"Did he leave you even a single word? If you can earn military merit at the border, he will be the one to benefit."

"He didn't go for you; he went for himself."

"We grew up together, I know him best."

If others heard these words, they would definitely think he used despicable methods.

But feelings are neither superior nor inferior.

Being in a position of power gives one an advantage; anyone in that position would choose to compete for it.

A crack appeared in the wall in Liu Wenying's heart.

Pei Zeyu was right; Third Master left without saying a word to her.

The jade pendant and the silver notes in the purse were gifts given unilaterally by him.

She didn't promise anything, and he didn't ask for anything.

Once you go to the border, you may be gone for three to five years at the shortest, or your return date may be uncertain at the longest.

Does she really want to hold onto an empty promise and trap herself in it?

The two were very close, and Pei Zeyu could clearly see the wavering in her eyes, which became increasingly obvious.

Let's add fuel to the fire.

Pei Zeyu leaned closer, his nose almost touching hers.

Liu Wenying thought he was going to kiss her again, so she tensed up, but his lips brushed against her cheek and landed on her ear.

His hot breath brushed against her earlobe, and he whispered her name, his lips lightly brushing against her earlobe.

"Wenying... your heart is beating so fast."

Liu Wenying trembled all over.

He continued to flirt.

My fingertips gently traced the side of her neck, following the edge of her collar.

It was a light touch, yet it carried the sparks of a wildfire.

Liu Wenying's breathing quickened, and she tried to grab his hand, but he held it back instead.

"Don't hide." Pei Zeyu whispered in her ear, his voice laced with a hook, "Life is but 30,000 days... Why wrong yourself?"

Liu Wenying was dumbfounded.

I never imagined that the usually dignified and reserved Second Master Pei would say such... outrageous things.

Her cheeks flushed red, and she stammered, "This servant...this servant won't take responsibility..."

Pei Zeyu chuckled softly.

"Okay, then I won't take responsibility."

He answered decisively, bending down to kiss her.

Without giving her any time to think, he grabbed the back of her neck with one hand and reached inside with the other.

Upon touching that delicate spot, Liu Wenying stiffened and pressed her legs together.

He kissed the corner of her lips, his voice muffled, "Don't hold back, relax."

"Second Master..."

"Call me by my name, just like that day, call me Zeyu."

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