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

The Northern Barbarian prisoner camp.

The surviving Wei soldiers, including Zhao Da and Qian Wu, were pushed in by the Northern Di people and locked in a dark barracks.

"Wang Hu, Wang Hu is gone..."

A soldier slumped to the ground, his face filled with despair.

Previously at the drill ground, Wang Hu, unable to bear the humiliation, fought back fiercely, but was ultimately killed by the Northern Di soldiers who pierced his chest.

Pei, the military advisor, fought alongside them against the snow leopard, his body covered in blood.

After falling into a coma, he was forcibly taken away by the Northern Di soldiers, and his fate is unknown.

They all remained silent, each feeling as if a thousand-pound boulder was pressing on their hearts.

They understood that their survival in this desperate situation was entirely due to the selfless protection of Military Advisor Pei.

If he hadn't stubbornly won the bet with Yelü Yuanjia, they would have long since become victims of the Northern Di soldiers.

Being in the enemy camp, living under someone else's roof, and suffering humiliation every day, living like this is more agonizing than dying.

Suddenly, the soldier stood up, his eyes resolute.

"Rather than suffer humiliation here, I'd rather die."

After saying that, he tried to rush out, determined to die.

"No!" Zhao Da lunged forward and hugged him tightly.

"You're foolish! Our lives were saved by Brother Pei! He risked his life to protect us, just so we could live. Now that you're dead, how can you face him?"

The soldier shuddered, his body trembled, tears streamed down his face, and he finally collapsed to the ground, sobbing uncontrollably.

"I know... but I'm not reconciled! Third Brother Pei has been taken away by them, and he's probably in grave danger. Even if we survive, what can we do?"

One sentence hit everyone where it hurt.

Everyone lowered their heads, and the atmosphere became extremely somber.

Just then, the tent flap was lifted again, and several Northern Di soldiers carried in an unconscious person.

It was Pei Yaojun.

His body was carefully wrapped in white cloth, his face was as pale as paper, and his breath was weak but he was still alive.

"Third Brother Pei!"

Zhao Da, Qian Wu, and the others rushed forward and surrounded the stretcher.

They hurriedly settled Pei Yaojun on the ground covered with dry grass and took turns caring for him day and night.

Pei Yaojun was already physically strong, and with the treatment and bandaging, he was even stronger.

He woke up in just three days.

After Pei Yaojun woke up, he was quickly taken to the central military tent.

He looked at the person at the head of the table, refusing to kneel, and remained silent.

Yelü Yuanjia didn't mind, "Third Master Pei is quite the tough guy. Even the snow leopard's bite couldn't wear down your arrogance."

"What do you want from me?" Pei Yaojun asked, half-heartedly engaging in perfunctory conversation.

"Don't you want to return to Great Wei alive?" Yelü Yuanjia asked instead of answering.

Pei Yaojun naturally wanted to, but he knew the other party wouldn't be that simple.

As expected, Yelü Yuanjia continued, "Don't you want to know how your Great Wei's emperor died?"

"After the Autumn Hunting Ceremony, Xiao Chenlin approached me, the Crown Prince, and said he wanted to exchange the cities in the Northern Border for my Northern Di's assistance in helping him ascend the throne as Emperor."

Pei Yaojun's expression changed drastically.

"How could I, the Crown Prince, refuse a deal that's guaranteed to make a profit? You people of Wei love to play tricks and schemes, and I, the Crown Prince, will naturally play along to the end."

"I, the Crown Prince, can let you go back, and even those few remaining soldiers in the prisoner-of-war camp can walk out alive."

Pei Yaojun asked, "Conditions?"

"clever."

Yelü Yuanjia clapped his hands. "The conditions are not difficult. First, I want you to report back to the Great Wei court and border defenses every month after you return, through my people."

"Secondly, if the Great Wei and the Northern Di continue to fight in the future, no matter what position you hold or how much military power you have, you must not fight against the Northern Di."

The two conditions were utterly scathing, each one pushing him towards the abyss of betraying his country and his people.

Being a spy for the Northern Barbarians and bearing the infamy was a great disgrace to him.

Pei Yaojun refused to agree.

Yelü Yuanjia saw through his struggle and threatened, "If you don't agree, I, the Crown Prince, can spare your life and let you live in the Northern Barbarians, but your remaining troops... ha, the Northern Barbarians still need offerings for their flag."

Pei Yaojun touched the light green bracelet on his wrist. It had faded and was worn with rough edges, but it was still firmly tied to his wrist.

He remembered her eyes, clear and bright.

He had promised her in his heart that he would go back, and go back alive.

I promise you.

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"After that, I led the captured soldiers and, taking advantage of the chaos of the war between the Northern Di and the Great Wei, escaped back to the Burning Wind Army. The Burning Wind Army all thought that we had broken out at the cost of our lives."

Only I knew that Yelü Yuanjia had intentionally let me go; he wanted me to return to the capital alive, fulfill the deal, and become his pawn in name only.

A melancholy crossed Pei Yaojun's eyes.

"After returning to the Burning Wind Army, the situation in the North was even worse than when I left. Iron Horse Pass had been breached, and all five cities in the North had fallen."

Yelü Yuanjia is extremely ambitious, a wolf in sheep's clothing. He is not only after five cities; sooner or later he will raise an army and march south, and he will never let the Great Wei go.

"General Shentu noticed the unusual activity in the army and guessed that there was a spy secretly colluding with the enemy, but how could he possibly guess that the traitor was the person on the dragon throne?"

After Pei Yaojun returned to his unit, Shen Tu, mindful of the misfortune that had befallen his family, specially dispatched him back to the capital to report on the military situation.

After listening in silence for a moment, Liu Wenying asked, "So, Third Master wants to sever ties because he's afraid of getting involved with the Pei family in the future?"

Pei Yaojun nodded, "Yes, Yelü Yuanjia's deal is extremely dangerous. I have a bad reputation and could be killed at any time. I may also be seen as a thorn in Xiao Chenlin's side."

The Pei family had just been released from prison and could not afford another upheaval. Severing ties with them meant taking all the risks upon themselves.

The Third Master used to be impulsive and quick to anger, never listening to anyone.

He would only restrain his temper in front of her.

He has grown up now, but it was through the snow and wind of the North and the flames of war on the battlefield.

Even so, his fundamental nature has never changed.

Burning passion, unwavering dedication, fervent purity, and recklessness.

For example, when he first returned to the capital and learned that she was trapped in the palace, he risked his life to see her.

Just as Liu Wenying was about to say something more, she saw Granny Wang approach, curtsy apologetically, and say:

"Master, there are guests in the front hall who want to see you and ask you to come over."

Liu Wenying looked at Pei Yaojun; after what had happened, she really didn't want him to be alone.

"Go ahead without worry, I'll be waiting for you at the estate."

"Alright, you go back to your room and rest first. Don't sneak away. I'll be right back."

"it is good."

Liu Wenying took a few steps, looked back, and saw Pei Yaojun still smiling at her.

The front hall was cool and refreshing.

A middle-aged couple sat upright in chairs.

The man had a refined and scholarly appearance, while the woman possessed a gentle and graceful demeanor.

Behind the two stood maids, their demeanor dignified and their manners impeccable, clearly indicating that they came from noble families of considerable standing.

Liu Wenying walked in, her tone gentle.

"You two distinguished guests have come from afar, presumably wishing to reserve a private room in the manor for recuperation. I will have someone arrange for you to stay immediately..."

"My lady, there's no need for further words."

Before Liu Wenying could finish speaking, the middle-aged woman interrupted her.

"We have come here today not to book a room. We are Wen Jingshu's parents, here to take our daughter home."

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