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

The side rooms are located on the east side of the mansion, a row of several rooms, with the doors ajar.

Liu Wenying chose the room in the far corner and pushed the door open to go in.

The room was simply furnished, with a vermilion and gold-lacquered canopy bed and a half-draped blue gauze curtain.

Just as I lay down fully clothed, a shadow suddenly flashed past outside the window.

Thinking she was just a passing maid, Liu Wenying didn't think much of it.

Now that she doesn't have much breast milk left, she's doing more of the duties of a postpartum nanny, but it's not an easy job either.

Liu Wenying was so tired that she fell into a deep sleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.

In a daze, I suddenly felt a slight itch on my neck.

Liu Wenying frowned, turned over, and muttered, "Husband... stop fooling around..."

A soft laugh came from the darkness, like a spring breeze brushing across a lake, so gentle and subtle.

Liu Wenying was not fully awake and spoke incoherently, her voice becoming increasingly soft and sweet.

"Second Master, stop struggling, I'm so tired..."

The laughter abruptly stopped, and the sudden silence sent a chill down Liu Wenying's spine, like a bucket of cold water being poured over her chaotic consciousness.

After a while, she slowly woke up.

The curtains were drawn low, and the room was dimly lit.

Sitting at the table was... Xiao Yiheng.

Liu Wenying was startled and quickly sat up, but she moved too fast and her vision suddenly went black. In a dizzying moment, she fell into someone's arms.

"Be careful."

He helped her sit back on the edge of the bed and gently pressed her temples with his fingertips.

After recovering from the dizziness, Liu Wenying realized that the two were too intimate and quickly stepped back.

"This servant has been impolite; please forgive me, Your Highness."

Xiao Yiheng withdrew his hand from the air, and his fingertips slowly curled up inside his sleeve.

"When your aunt scolded you, I saw you were sleeping soundly, so I didn't wake you."

Liu Wenying said with annoyance, "But the little prince has vomited again? The second prince should have woken me up."

Last time, when the two children vomited milk, the princess panicked and even summoned the imperial physician, but it turned out to be nothing out of the ordinary.

Newborns have small stomachs and are prone to spitting up if they drink even a little too much.

Moreover, with eight wet nurses around, the milk supply is plentiful, making spitting up more likely.

The eldest princess, however, was extremely anxious because she loved her son so much.

As she spoke, Liu Wenying hurried toward the front yard, afraid of being delayed.

But she had only taken one step when Xiao Yiheng called out to her, "Liu Wenying."

She paused, looking at Xiao Yiheng with a puzzled expression. "Does Your Highness have any further instructions?"

After a moment of silence, Xiao Yiheng's smile widened. "It's nothing, you can go."

Strange person.

Liu Wenying muttered something to herself, then curtsied and left the room.

Inside the room, Xiao Yiheng's gaze fell on the tea leaves floating on the table, and he murmured, "Last time at the Qionglin Banquet it was Third Master Pei, and this time it's Second Master Pei?"

The front yard was already bustling with noise.

Most of the nobles from the capital arrived, gathering in twos and threes.

Some exchanged pleasantries, while others tried to build rapport.

When Liu Wenying arrived, the two little princes had just finished being fed and were sleeping soundly in the arms of their wet nurses.

"Lady Liu, you've arrived just in time. The banquet will begin in a little while, so I won't have to wake you up."

Liu Wenying's dizziness hadn't completely subsided, and her head was still a little groggy.

She told her maid that she was going to a quieter place to get some fresh air, and the maid agreed, saying that she would come to find her again if there was anything urgent.

Liu Wenying avoided the noisy crowd and walked to a corner.

There, lush bamboo grows, its branches and leaves spreading out, and when the wind blows, it brings a refreshing coolness that makes people feel much more comfortable.

Liu Wenying rubbed her temples, when suddenly, a clear, melodious voice came from behind her, like spring rain in Jiangnan.

"Hearing the Oriole".

Pei Zeyu stood beneath the tall bamboo and sandalwood trees, wearing a frost-colored robe with crimson accents on the lapel and belt, adding a touch of festive cheer.

Sunlight filtered through the bamboo leaves and fell on his shoulders, like embroidered patterns.

He was carrying an indigo floral bundle that looked somewhat familiar, but Liu Wenying couldn't quite place where she had seen it before.

"You entered the palace in haste and didn't bring the things you bought for Luo Luo in Jiangnan. I suppose you need them, so I brought them over."

The palace was deep and secluded, and officials were not allowed to enter without an imperial edict. Only on occasions like the full moon banquet could he enter to see her.

Unexpectedly, he still remembered those trivial toys and came all the way from the Duke of Yu's mansion, bringing with him a bag of little trinkets to coax the child.

Liu Wenying nodded and smiled, "This servant thanks you, Second Master."

She reached out to take it, but as soon as she touched the bundle, he grabbed her arm and pulled her into his arms.

A breeze swept through the bamboo grove, ruffling the sleeves of their clothes, the frost-colored fabric blending with the azure hue.

Pei Zeyu rested his chin on the top of her head, his voice hoarse, "Wenying, I miss you so much."

As Liu Wenying was held in his arms, that bittersweet feeling welled up inside her again.

She wanted to raise her hand in response, but reason pulled her back.

This is the Princess's residence; there are people everywhere. What if someone sees us...?

"Second Master, this isn't the right occasion. Please release me..."

Pei Zeyu wouldn't budge. "Then let them see. Neither of us is married, so what's wrong with us?"

He looked down at her, his eyes burning with affection.

You can't hide your feelings for someone.

Pei Zeyu wished the whole capital would know his feelings, so that others would back down and not compete with him.

He held Liu Wenying in his arms, and did not let go for a long time.

With an upright posture, the advantages of broad shoulders and a narrow waist become apparent.

The corner under the bamboo shade was already secluded, and even if a few curious guests peeked out, they would be blocked by him and unable to see Liu Wenying's face.

Liu Wenying's cheeks burned, and she pushed him away against his chest.

"Second Master, it's time to start the banquet."

Pei Zeyu loosened his grip, but still held her hand.

The spring sun shone into his eyes, rippling out a gentle light.

"When can we leave the palace and return home?"

Liu Wenying shook her head, "This servant does not know, we must wait until Your Highness is fully recovered."

Sometimes, Pei Zeyu felt that her sharp edges weren't a good thing.

Not only did men want to take it, but even women were reluctant to let it go.

We should really hide her away.

As the appointed time approached, Liu Wenying was unwilling to linger any longer.

She turned to leave, but her sleeve was gently tugged.

"Wenying's entry into the palace was so sudden, she should at least... leave me something to remember her by, to ease my longing."

The flush that had just faded from Liu Wenying's cheeks returned, and he gripped them tightly, as if he wouldn't let go once she agreed.

"Then... what does Second Master want?"

Pei Zeyu's fox-like eyes curved into a triumphant smile as he leaned closer.

Just as their lips were about to touch, a deep, cold voice sounded from behind.

"I searched for my second brother for ages."

Pei Dingxuan was dressed in a dark blue brocade robe with dark patterns, his hair tied up with a golden crown, his face calm, only his tightly pursed lips betraying a hint of emotion.

He and Pei Zeyu, representing the Duke of Yu, brought gifts to congratulate the Princess and her husband on the birth of their son.

Upon arriving at the mansion, he intended to look for Liu Wenying, but was entangled in pleasantries with his colleagues. By the time he managed to break free, Liu Wenying was nowhere to be found, and that frosty figure had vanished as well.

Pei Dingxuan searched for quite a while before finally finding them in this remote corner.

Seeing Liu Wenying and Pei Zeyu embracing without pushing or avoiding each other, he felt a sharp pang of bitterness in his heart.

What was initially thought to be a simple hug turned out to be a surprise to Pei Zeyu, who was known for his self-discipline and adherence to propriety, as he was actually planning to overstep his bounds in public.

As the eldest of the Pei family's sworn brothers, he could not stand idly by. For the sake of the Pei family's reputation, he had no choice but to speak up and interrupt.

Unexpectedly, Pei Zeyu met Pei Dingxuan's gaze, suddenly smiled, and lowered his head to kiss Liu Wenying's lips.

Liu Wenying trembled all over. Her large hand reached out first, gripping her neck and deepening the kiss.

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