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

The atmosphere was heavy and somber on the return journey.

There were two carriages, one for men and one for women.

Madam Pei sat in the first carriage, and her weeping never stopped, though it was intermittent.

Pei Rongyue sat next to her mother and gently comforted her.

But Madam Pei's grief was too great to bear, and her weeping continued unabated.

"Mother, take good care of yourself. Third Brother may have his reasons."

Madam Pei raised her red and swollen eyes. "His reasons? If he has reasons, why doesn't he say them? Why does he have to be so resolute and hurtful..."

When the carriage arrived at the gate of the manor, the curtain was lifted and Liu Wenying was about to get off when she suddenly heard Madam Pei's hoarse crying voice behind her.

"Liu Wenying, wait a minute, I have something to tell you."

Liu Wenying turned her head and said, "Okay."

The carriage was cramped, so the First Madam led Old Madam Pei off first.

Pei Rongyue was about to go down as well, but when she heard her mother call Liu Wenying to stop her, she sat back down.

Madam Pei touched the corner of her eye with a handkerchief and looked at Liu Wenying.

It was as if she had finally found an outlet for the grief and indignation that had been suppressed for too long.

"Tell me, is Jun'er's decision to sever ties with the Pei family because of you?"

Liu Wenying's heart skipped a beat, her eyes filled with confusion and disorder, and she couldn't help but frown and ask a question.

"For me? What do you mean by that, Madam Pei?"

She never imagined that Third Master's resolute decision would be related to her.

Seeing her seemingly understanding yet confused expression, Madam Pei's grief intensified, and her tone became sharper.

"If it weren't for you, why would Jun'er have insisted on leaving the capital in the first place?"

"If it weren't for you, why would he have done something so absurd as to sever ties with his family after leaving the capital?"

She sobbed, tears streaming down her face, her chest tight with a heavy feeling, and she choked so much that she could barely speak.

"But what about you? You have no feelings for him, and now you're pregnant with another man's child. Jun'er has done so much for you, but you haven't given him the slightest response. I really... I really feel sorry for Jun'er!"

Madam Pei became more and more agitated as she spoke, her words carrying a hint of barbs.

Although Pei Yaojun was an adopted son, she and the Duke of Yu had long treated him as their own son, raising him with great care.

Now, the pain of him breaking ties with his family for a woman who has no feelings for him is unbearable for her.

At first, Liu Wenying was speechless for a moment after being shocked by Madam Pei's grief and indignation.

But soon she calmed down and her expression became composed.

"Madam Pei, it was you who thought I came from a humble background and was not good enough for Third Master or the Pei family."

"It was you who told me to sever ties with Third Master, and I've been doing as you said, but it's proven useless."

Back then, she listened to Madam Pei's advice, dodged what she should have done, and did what she was supposed to do.

"Third Master has long since come of age. He has led troops on the battlefield, killed enemies, and crawled out of piles of corpses."

He has his own thoughts and sense of responsibility; all the decisions he makes are his own choices.

Why do you still see him as an immature child, blaming me for all his choices?

Every word landed with a resounding force, and every sentence was logical and well-founded.

Madam Pei was already overwhelmed with grief, and upon hearing this, she was struck as if by a heavy blow. She cried out in anguish and trembled uncontrollably.

Pei Rongyue hugged her tightly and kept comforting her.

The other party started the conversation, but Liu Wenying felt a pang of pity and didn't want to provoke her any further.

"Madam Pei, please get some rest."

Just as Liu Wenying was about to lift the curtain and get out of the carriage, the curtain was lifted open at that moment.

The sweltering wind rushed in, and the fiery dark red hue seeped into the carriage.

Pei Yaojun came to pick up Liu Wenying and naturally overheard the conversation inside the car.

He was about to speak up when he heard Madam Pei making things difficult for Liu Wenying, but Liu Wenying had already retorted before he could.

Indeed, he is not anyone's puppet; he has his own consciousness and can take control of his own life.

Severing ties with the Pei family was a well-thought-out decision, not a spur-of-the-moment one.

"Jun'er, you're here. Don't be fooled by your father's agreement; if you say a few nice words, he won't refuse your return..."

When Madam Pei saw Pei Yaojun, she quickly wiped away her tears and said with delight.

"Madam Pei."

The distant form of address left her rooted to the spot.

Pei Yaojun lowered his eyes, avoiding her gaze, and continued, "I can take responsibility for my own affairs; you shouldn't blame others."

Regret instantly overwhelmed Madam Pei's heart.

If she had known this would happen, she shouldn't have been so stubborn in opposing Jun'er's marriage.

If we had agreed to their demands back then, perhaps none of the subsequent events would have occurred.

Before Madam Pei could say anything more, Pei Yaojun grasped Liu Wenying's hand.

"Let's go."

Inside the carriage, Madam Pei watched the two figures leave, then leaned against Pei Rongyue's chest and wept bitterly, filled with regret and despair.

Liu Wenying was pulled by Pei Yaojun towards the manor.

The summer scenery inside the village is lush and lush, with thick shade blocking out the sun.

The cicadas' chirping echoed in the darkness, their calls overlapping and sending a chill down one's spine.

Liu Wenying was pulled along by him in silence until they reached a shady spot where she could no longer hold back her emotions.

"Third Master, can you talk to me?"

Pei Yaojun had his back to her, his shoulder blades taut beneath the dark red fabric. "Okay."

She was the woman he cherished most in his heart, and he was willing to open his heart to her.

"Third Master, why exactly do you want to sever ties with the Pei family?"

Pei Yaojun avoided her gaze and was about to repeat the speech he had prepared.

"I have repaid my debt of gratitude, I..."

"Don't lie to me, I know you're not that kind of person."

I believe it completely, without a doubt.

What burden did he carry that was so heavy that he had to sever more than twenty years of family ties?

Memories from not long ago flashed through my mind and gradually connected.

He avoided seeing the Pei family members as soon as they were released from prison, and even made her pick them up.

After being taken back to the manor, he refused to show his face at the manor gate and did not want to meet the Pei family.

Even today, in the ancestral hall, in front of his ancestors, he resolutely proposed to sever all ties.

"...Third Master, were you planning to do this when you returned to the capital?"

Pei Yaojun's body trembled, and he nodded heavily.

"Why? You clearly care so much about the Pei family, why would you do this?"

Pei Yaojun was unwilling to speak; the sunlight sharply outlined the contours of his profile, making his jawline taut.

Suddenly, Liu Wenying reached out and wrapped her arms around his waist.

The hug came abruptly, and Pei Yaojun froze as if he were a stone.

"Oranges grown south of the Huai River are sweet oranges, but those grown north of the Huai River are bitter oranges. That's what I told Third Master before."

"Now I want to tell Third Master one more thing: you are not alone when you have someone by your side, and you should not bear everything alone."

"Pei Yaojun, what troubles or difficulties do you have? I want to share them with you."

Pei Yaojun's breathing became erratic.

In the dark and dreary prisoner-of-war camp, she was like a ray of moonlight, illuminating his long, dark night.

Even if the moonlight falls upon the world, there is still the fear of dark clouds, the fear that the glass is easily broken, and the moonlight may not be complete.

Pei Yaojun raised his hand and gently hugged her back, as if embracing fragile moonlight.

"What I need to do is very dangerous..."

Liu Wenying tilted her head back, her clear eyes shining brightly.

"I'm already planning a rebellion, what could be more dangerous?"

Pei Yaojun was stunned, then chuckled softly.

He felt relieved and no longer wanted to hide anything from her.

"In the central command tent of the Northern Barbarians, I made a deal with Yelü Yuanjia in exchange for his release of me to return to the capital."

After being captured by the Northern Barbarians, he did not escape, but was instead used as a chess piece and returned to the chessboard called the capital of the Great Wei.

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