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

Xiao Yiheng is blind, yet he seems to be able to see through people's hearts.

"But you alone cannot represent the Duke of Yu's mansion."

Pei Zeyu: "What if my older brother were still here? I suppose he would have been won over by you long ago."

Xiao Yiheng did not deny it, "Young Master Pei is a smart man, he understands things immediately."

Pei Zeyu was too lazy to feign politeness with him. "My elder brother and I will do our best to persuade Father, but you also need to get better as soon as possible. Time waits for no one, and the throne of Great Wei cannot be occupied by a blind man."

"nature."

Before long, Granny Wang brought in breakfast: steamed buns with braised pork, white porridge, and side dishes.

Seeing the scene inside the house and remembering what happened last night, she put it down and slipped away.

Luo Luo had a blast last night, and she and Xiao Ya are still sleeping soundly right now.

Five people sat around the round table. Liu Wenying was seated at the head of the table, with Pei Zeyu and Xiao Yiheng to her left and right, and Lu Ye and Xue Bi to her right.

Breakfast began in a subtle atmosphere. Just as Liu Wenying picked up her chopsticks, Pei Zeyu placed a steamed bun into her bowl.

"Eat it while it's hot."

Xue Bi smiled and handed over the ladled-out porridge, while Lu Ye silently pushed the side dish closer.

Xiao Yiheng... The blind Xiao Yiheng smiled, acting as a mascot, his handsome appearance making him easy to watch while eating.

Liu Wenying was both amused and exasperated; the spectacle resembled a princess dining.

Unable to bear the stares, she buried her head and ate quickly, shoveling a few mouthfuls of porridge into her mouth before stuffing a steamed bun into her mouth, her cheeks bulging as she mumbled something.

"I'm done eating. Don't just stand there, eat too..."

The four of them then picked up their chopsticks, but they ate as if they were fighting.

Pei Zeyu's movements when picking up food were elegant, and he never missed a single bite.

Xiao Yiheng was in trouble; when he reached out with his chopsticks, he either touched the edge of the plate or missed.

Xue Bi, unhurried and unhurried, always managed to intercept Xiao Yiheng's chopsticks at just the right moment.

Lu Ye ate his rice in silence, but he only ate the white porridge that had been scooped out of the bowl.

Liu Wenying couldn't bear to watch, so she picked up a piece of braised meat and was about to give it to Xiao Yiheng.

He's a patient; he needs to eat more so he can get proper nutrition and recover quickly.

But then another pair of chopsticks beat them to it, and the glistening braised meat was steadily brought to Xiao Yiheng's lips.

Xiao Yiheng sensed the movement coming from Liu Wenying's direction and, thinking it was her, lowered his head and kissed her softly, saying, "Thank you, Wenying."

"It wasn't me..." Liu Wenying whispered.

Xue Bi held up empty chopsticks, his eyes crinkling with a smile. "It is I, Xue. Brother Liu Si has poor eyesight, so it is only right that I take care of him."

Xiao Yiheng's face turned pale and then red. He couldn't swallow or spit out the piece of braised meat. After a long while, he finally managed to squeeze out the word "thank you" through his teeth.

A lively breakfast was being eaten when, just before it was almost time, a fluttering sound came from outside the window.

A gray pigeon landed on the windowsill, tilting its head and cooing.

Liu Wenying exclaimed in surprise, "Why is there a pigeon?"

Lu Ye recognized it at a glance: "It's a domesticated carrier pigeon."

"A carrier pigeon?" Liu Wenying noticed the bamboo tube on the pigeon's leg, took it off, pulled out the paper strip, and unfolded it.

Liu Wenying stared blankly at Pei Zeyu, their eyes meeting.

The government is in trouble, be careful.

A thin layer of snow had accumulated in the courtyard, and the bare branches of the trees, like bony hands, trembled in the wind, holding up the remaining snow that was about to fall.

Pei Zeyu stood under the tree, his cloak damp with fine snow, oblivious to the fact that he was gazing absently in the direction of the capital.

After the gray pigeon brought the message, he came here without saying a word and stood there for half an hour.

The six characters on the letter were sharp and ruthless, written by the elder brother in a moment of panic, and the haste was evident in the strokes of his pen.

Pei Zeyu knew in his heart that there were only two paths ahead of him.

First, he should return to the capital immediately and share weal and woe with the Duke of Yu's family.

Secondly, they concealed their whereabouts and sought another way to survive.

However, if this happens, he will inevitably become a wanted criminal and be hunted by Xiao Chenlin's men, making it difficult for him to have a peaceful day.

A cold wind brushed against his face, causing his dark cloak to flutter slightly, revealing a plain-colored robe underneath.

The withered branches trembled slightly in the wind, much like his state of mind at that moment.

Footsteps sounded behind her, and Liu Wenying came over carrying a hand warmer.

The thick coat had a collar lined with snow-white rabbit fur, which made her face look even more beautiful.

She handed him the hand warmer, which Pei Zeyu took, and then gently cupped her slightly cool hand in his palm to warm it as well.

"Is it cold?" he asked her.

Liu Wenying shook her head and looked up at him.

The bloodshot in his eyes had faded considerably, but it was still there.

Her jawline was taut, and her brow furrowed with a look of bewilderment and struggle she had never seen before.

Liu Wenying said gently, "Second Master, whatever choice you make, I will support you."

Pei Zeyu closed his eyes. The Crown Prince had made his move. Returning this time would likely be fraught with danger.

But if he didn't go back, his father was old and his elder brother couldn't support the family alone, and he couldn't let her and the child be implicated by him.

"Wenying, the Pei family has suddenly encountered a crisis. I need to go back and stabilize the situation to prevent complete collapse."

Liu Wenying nodded, her eyes devoid of tears or fuss, her tone gentle and full of understanding.

"I know that everyone has times when they have no choice but to go. Second Master, you should go. The important matter is important, and don't let me delay the overall situation."

She understood his responsibilities, and despite her reluctance, she did not want to become a burden to him.

Such understanding made Pei Zeyu's heart ache.

He reached out and pulled her into his arms, wrapping his cloak around her body.

"I don't know how long this trip will take. You stay in the village and take good care of yourself."

He placed his palm on her lower abdomen with extremely light pressure, showing utmost care.

"Don't easily trust outsiders; wait for my news in everything."

I dare not say that there is a nine-out-of-ten chance of death, I can only turn thousands of words into a few words of advice, and shoulder all the risks myself.

Liu Wenying nodded in his arms and brushed the snow off his shoulder.

Pei Zeyu pulled his arms back slightly, but only loosely, like a mountain holding back a cloud, soft and solemn.

"While Second Master is away, I will take good care of myself and the children. Granny Wang and the others will help with things at the manor, so you don't need to worry about them."

"You must be careful in everything you do. If you encounter any difficulties, I will do my best to help, even though I am not very strong."

Pei Zeyu felt a pang of sadness upon hearing this. He was gratified by her resilience and understanding, but also heartbroken by her situation.

He longed to protect her under his wings, shielding her from the storms of life.

After a long embrace, he finally let go, and as he turned around, his sleeve was gently tugged.

Liu Wenying's fingers gripped the edge of his sleeve, but with very light force, she could easily break free.

She wasn't trying to stop him; she just couldn't bear to part with him.

Her feelings for him were always like this: deep but not dependent, intense but not clingy.

Like a vine, it can bloom on its own without needing to climb any tall branches.

But when a tree that is willing to be entwined by her actually stands there, she will extend her tentacles and gently, neither humbly nor arrogantly, wrap herself around it.

Pei Zeyu turned around and lowered his head to place a light, snowflake-like kiss on the corner of her lips.

"wait for me."

As Pei Zeyu was leaving, Lu Ye happened to be carrying firewood as he came in from outside the courtyard.

Their eyes met, and he said in a deep voice, "While I'm away, please take good care of her."

Lu Ye put down the firewood, patted the sawdust off his hands, and said, "I will protect her. You don't need to tell me."

One entrusted it, the other held on to the death.

Pei Zeyu said no more, mounted his horse, flicked the reins, and the steed neighed as it galloped away through the snow.

Even if it's a dead end, he'll go back and forge a way out.

The sound of horses' hooves shattered, and their figures disappeared into the vast snow mist.

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