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

As the night deepens and the dew grows heavy, candle wax piles up.

As her breathing became even inside the tent, Liu Wenying, unable to resist her weariness, fell into a deep sleep.

Pei Zeyu looked down at her, his long eyelashes casting faint blue shadows beneath his eyes.

Her lips were slightly swollen, a mark she had left herself earlier.

He knew her temperament; if she hadn't exhausted herself like this, she probably would have stayed by Lu Ye's bedside tonight.

The man's return, severely injured, nearly consumed all her attention.

Pei Zeyu gently stroked the pale blue under her eyes with his fingertips and sighed softly. His earlier harsh treatment had its own selfish motives.

He admitted that it was his fault.

Pei Zeyu leaned down and kissed the corner of her lips affectionately.

Just as I was about to close my eyes after being satisfied, I caught a glimpse of the rocking bed out of the corner of my eye.

Ji Chuan woke up at some point, tilting his head, his dark eyes peering blankly through the gap.

The little one neither cried nor fussed, but curiously looked at the blurry figures inside the tent.

Pei Zeyu was taken aback, then burst into laughter.

He put his index finger to his lips, making a shushing gesture.

Ji Chuan seemed to understand, and grinned.

Moonlight streamed through the window screen, falling on his rosy cheeks, his smile pure and untouched by worldly dust.

Pei Zeyu's heart suddenly softened.

He got up, put on his undergarments, walked to the cradle, and gently lifted him up, blanket and all.

Ji Chuan twisted in his arms, grabbed a strand of his black hair with her little hand, and made two more "ya ya" sounds.

He tapped his son's nose with his fingertip, "Don't disturb your mother, she's tired."

Ji Chuan blinked and actually quieted down.

Pei Zeyu carried him as they slowly paced around the room. The moonlight stretched the shadows of the father and son onto the blue brick floor.

He glanced back at the sleeping Liu Wenying. Inside the tent, Liu Wenying was fast asleep, her lips slightly curved.

The child in her arms gradually closed his eyes.

In a chaotic and turbulent world, danger lurks everywhere outside the manor.

But now, with the room quiet and his wife and children by his side, he felt a strange longing for time to slip away.

Unfortunately, the warmth didn't last long.

Two knocks sounded on the door.

Pei Zeyu frowned slightly and gently placed the sleeping Ji Chuan back into the cradle.

Inside the tent, Liu Wenying was fast asleep, completely unaware of what was happening.

He put on an outer robe, his black hair was unbound and casually draped over his shoulders, and walked to the door.

"Squeak—"

The door was half-open, and the night wind blew in, ruffling the collar of his loose undergarment.

Standing outside the door was Xue Bi.

Upon seeing each other, both were taken aback.

Xue Bi was clearly not expecting that it would be him who opened the door.

His gaze swept over Pei Zeyu's loose black hair, his slightly open robe, and the hazy shadows cast by the warm yellow candlelight in the room behind him.

Xue Bi's eyes showed surprise and understanding, which eventually settled into a gloomy expression.

"What is it?" Pei Zeyu asked in a slightly hoarse voice.

Xue Bi remembered clearly that the last time a similar scene occurred was when Pei Dingxuan stood outside the door, watching him walk out from inside.

Now the positions are reversed.

Xue Bi snapped out of her daze and lowered her eyes to avoid his overly direct gaze.

"Lu Ye has woken up. Wen Ying instructed me to inform him if he wakes up."

Pei Zeyu remained motionless, still blocking the doorway, and answered decisively.

"But she's asleep now, she tossed and turned all night and just got some rest."

He said the word "slept" casually, but it made Xue Bi's hand in his sleeve tighten slightly.

Last time, he deliberately said the same thing, but now that he's an outsider, he knows how bitter it feels.

Xue Bi looked up, as if she wanted to say something, "But Lu Ye, he..."

"It's too late, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Pei Zeyu abruptly interrupted.

He had already seen through it all. If Lu Ye were truly in mortal danger, would Xue Bi have knocked on the door so calmly?

He's just using waking up as an excuse to see people.

Since there's nothing seriously wrong, it's not worth disturbing her peaceful sleep at this moment.

The door closed as soon as he finished speaking.

Xue Bi stood there, the night wind whipping up his thin robes.

The last glimmer of light on the windowpane disappeared, and the whole room was plunged into darkness.

Xue Bi's Adam's apple bobbed, but in the end he said nothing, turned and disappeared into the shadows of the corridor, gradually blending into the night.

……

The next day, Liu Wenying came to the side room.

Lu Ye leaned against the pillows, whispering something to Xue Bi, who was sitting by the bed.

Upon seeing her enter, the two stopped talking abruptly.

Lu Ye looked somewhat uneasy, while Xue Bi had already stood up, her expression unchanged.

"I'll go check on how the medicine is being prepared."

After saying that, he left and closed the door behind him.

The room fell into complete silence.

Liu Wenying approached and carefully observed Lu Ye's condition.

He was awake, but his face was still pale and translucent, his lips were light in color, and there was a deep weariness in his eyes.

Such a fatal injury would have killed an ordinary person long ago, but the fact that he survived and remained conscious is truly astonishing in its physical strength.

But besides weakness, there seemed to be something else in his expression...

Lu Ye's gaze darted around, not daring to look at her for long.

"What's wrong?" Liu Wenying sat down on the round stool by the tatami and asked gently.

Lu Ye opened his mouth, "I...I..."

Under her calm gaze, his ears flushed red, and finally he lowered his head and whispered, "I want to drink water."

That's why Liu Wenying got up, poured some warm water, and brought the rim of the cup to his lips.

Lu Ye drank it all from her hand, the warmth of the water making his face feel flushed, and his pale face regained some color.

His long eyelashes drooped, concealing the emotions in his eyes.

After feeding them water, the two remained silent.

Liu Wenying was afraid that he would talk too much and exhaust himself, but Lu Ye hesitated to speak.

Just then, Xue Bi brought in the medicine, and Liu Wenying was about to take the bowl when she said, "Let me do it."

Xue Bi did not argue, but simply handed her the medicine bowl and stepped aside.

Feeding medicine is no different from feeding water; both are delicate tasks.

Liu Wenying scooped up a spoonful and gently blew on it to cool it down.

Lu Ye obediently swallowed, his gaze involuntarily drifting towards Xue Bi behind Liu Wenying.

While Liu Wenying turned around to put down the bowl, the two quickly exchanged glances.

Xue Bi frowned slightly, as if urging him on.

Lu Ye's lips were tightly pressed together, and there was a struggle in his eyes.

Liu Wenying was completely unaware and was about to take the empty bowl out.

"I'll go then," Xue Bi interrupted halfway.

Before leaving, she glanced at Lu Ye one last time.

Now only the two of them were in the room. Liu Wenying sat back down on the stool and asked softly, "Lu Ye, would you like to rest a little longer?"

Lu Ye shook his head and remained silent for a moment.

"Is there something you want to tell me?"

From the moment he entered, Liu Wenying sensed his hesitation. At first, she thought it was her imagination, but now the feeling grew stronger, and Liu Wenying finally couldn't help but ask.

"I...I feel sticky and uncomfortable all over."

Lu Ye paused, the redness from his earlobe spreading down to his neck.

"Could you please help me... wash up?"

He was seriously injured and bedridden for several days, his sweat and blood mixed together, which was naturally difficult to endure.

Liu Wenying thought for a moment, "I know you're in pain, but your wound hasn't healed yet, and getting it wet could easily cause infection. How about I fetch some water and wipe you down?"

Lu Ye's eyes brightened slightly, and he nodded gently: "Thank you for your trouble."

A lot of hot water is needed for a bath, and it heats up slowly, but it heats up very quickly just for wiping the body.

Before long, Liu Wenying brought over a copper basin, mixed in hot water, and wrung out a cloth.

She half-drawn the curtains, creating a private space to prevent anyone who came in from seeing her.

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