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

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Xiao Yiheng released Liu Wenying after he finished speaking.

Liu Wenying smiled and agreed, "Okay, I'll wait for you to come back."

Waiting for him to come back? Why?

A seemingly casual remark stirred up a storm in everyone's hearts.

After finally hoping that Wenying's nominal husband would leave, why did he plant a time bomb before leaving?

If Xiao Yiheng really manages to reclaim the throne, does he intend to bring her into the palace?

Xiao Yiheng didn't care what others thought.

He mounted his horse, his gray cloak billowing in the wind.

Xiao Yiheng looked down at the crowd below, his gaze lingering for a moment before he suddenly laughed.

Although he often smiled, there was something different about his smile, as if it were... a provocation.

"drive!"

Before anyone could ask a question, the horse's hooves crushed the withered leaves, and the man and his horse galloped away, disappearing into the end of the desolate road.

Liu Wenying stood there, the autumn wind blowing her stray hairs as she watched Xiao Yiheng disappear completely.

"Everyone, go back."

After Liu Wenying finished speaking, she turned around and led her people back to the manor.

Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves came from the south.

An elegantly decorated carriage sped by, then screeched to a halt in front of the manor gate, its wheels screeching loudly.

Liu Wenying recognized it as the carriage from Zhiyun Manor, the same one Wen Jingshu had ridden to the capital.

Before the carriage had come to a complete stop, the curtain was lifted, and Zizhu rushed out.

Zizhu's hair was disheveled. When she jumped off the carriage, she stumbled and almost fell, but fortunately Liu Wenying caught her.

"Why are you in such a panic? What's wrong?"

Liu Wenying looked at the empty carriage. "Where's Sister Wen? Why didn't she come back with you?"

Zizhu grabbed her arm, trembling violently, "Madam...she's in trouble!"

"How could something like this happen out of nowhere? Explain yourself."

Zizhu sobbed and said haltingly, "Madam went to the silk shop to discuss business today. On her way back, she was walking down the street when a frightened horse suddenly appeared out of nowhere and crashed straight into her..."

"Madam, Madam, she couldn't dodge in time and was knocked to the ground. The horse's hooves even stomped on her a few times..."

Liu Wenying's vision went black, and she almost couldn't stand up. She suddenly grabbed Zizhu's wrist.

"Then why didn't you bring Sister Wen back? You actually left her alone in the capital? Did you find a doctor?"

Zizhu trembled with fright, and tears welled up in her eyes again.

"I took Madam to the nearest clinic, but the doctor said her injuries were severe and I dared not move her. I had no choice but to rush back to report the news."

"Wenying, the most urgent thing is to go see Jingshu first."

Pei Dingxuan spoke in a deep voice, his voice like a stabilizing force, pressing down on her slightly trembling hand.

Liu Wenying forced herself to calm down. Yes, panicking at this moment would be useless.

She released Zizhu's grip. "I'm sorry, I was too hasty and my tone was harsh just now."

Zizhu shook her head repeatedly, wiping away her tears, and said, "You and I are both concerned about the lady, it's nothing."

Except for Xuebi, who was unable to travel to the capital, the rest of the group boarded a carriage and traveled at a brisk pace.

The streets of the capital were bustling and noisy, but none of the people in the car paid any attention to them.

When they arrived at the clinic that Zizhu had mentioned, they hurriedly got out of the car.

Pei Zeyu helped Liu Wenying up; her hands were icy cold, but his warm palm soothed them, calming her down a little.

The clinic was filled with the aroma of medicine. After passing through the front hall, we entered the back ward, where Wen Jingshu lay quietly on the couch.

Her eyes were closed, her forehead was wrapped in gauze with faint bloodstains, her clothes were slightly open and also wrapped in thick bandages, and her breathing was shallow.

Liu Wenying felt a sharp pain in her heart. She rushed forward but dared not touch her. Turning to the elderly doctor beside her, she anxiously asked, "Doctor, how is her injury?"

The old doctor had gray hair and a solemn expression.

"The patient was knocked down by a runaway horse and trampled, resulting in a rib fracture. Fortunately, the ribs did not pierce her lungs. I have already set her bones and immobilized them, and administered hemostatic and analgesic medications."

However, since the internal organs have been injured, the patient needs to rest for several months and must not be moved, otherwise the bone fragments may shift, potentially endangering their life.

Pei Dingxuan stepped forward, "May I ask how to treat this specifically? Please provide detailed instructions on medication, diet, and care, doctor?"

Seeing his extraordinary demeanor and clear, logical speech, the old doctor began to explain in detail.

Pei Dingxuan listened intently, nodding occasionally, making sure he remembered every word.

Liu Wenying stood by the bed, looking at Wen Jingshu's bloodless face, her eyes welling up with tears.

Sister Wen treated her very well. When she had no relatives or friends in the capital, it was Sister Wen who gave her a place to stay, taught her how to manage a business, and protected her.

But now...

"Sister Wen can't get hurt," she murmured, her voice trembling.

Pei Zeyu grasped her shoulders. "No, since the doctor said there's no danger to your life, you should believe him."

"Besides, this is a famous medical clinic in the capital. The old doctor has been practicing medicine for decades and has a wealth of experience. If he says he can cure it, then he definitely can."

Liu Wenying nodded, but looking at Wen Jingshu's appearance, she still felt as if a huge rock was pressing on her heart.

She turned to Zizhu and said, "You stay here and take good care of Sister Wen. She can draw any amount of money she needs for medicine or other necessities."

She bowed deeply to the doctor again, saying, "I entrust everything to you, doctor."

The old doctor quickly returned the greeting: "It's a doctor's duty, madam, please rest assured."

After settling things at the clinic, Liu Wenying's eyes turned cold.

She walked out of the ward and said to Pei Zeyu and Pei Yaojun, who were following behind her, "I'm going to find the person who rode the horse."

The two refused to stay, as the ward was not spacious and more people would only be a burden; they were determined to stay with her.

But the horseman was nowhere to be seen in the clinic; only a servant, arms crossed and looking arrogant, was left behind to clean up the mess.

"You must be the woman's family. My master said he's willing to give thirty taels of silver for her medicine, and that will settle the matter."

Liu Wenying stared at the silver he handed her with one hand and sneered, "Thirty taels?"

"Causing injury to someone while riding a horse recklessly in the city center is punishable by at least fifty strokes of the cane under the laws of the Great Wei Dynasty. You think you can settle this for thirty taels of silver? Impossible!"

The servant's smile froze for a moment, then he straightened his back and spoke with a hint of arrogance.

"You want to investigate this thoroughly? Do you even know who my master is?"

"Who is it?"

The servant raised his chin, acting like a dog relying on its master's power.

"My master's surname is Zheng, and he is currently serving as the Director of the Personnel Evaluation Department in the Ministry of Personnel. If you know what's good for you, you'd better take the money and let this matter rest. Otherwise..."

He drew out his words, the unspoken meaning of which was self-evident.

"Zheng Tangli?" Pei Zeyu and Liu Wenying asked in unison.

The servant was taken aback, then turned to look at Pei Zeyu, "Do you know my master?"

He looked Pei Zeyu up and down and saw that although his clothes were not ordinary, they were not the kind of clothes commonly seen on the nobles in the capital, which gave him more confidence.

"Since you know him, you should know my master's identity. He is from the Ministry of Personnel's Examination and Promotion Department, which is in charge of the examination and promotion of officials. He is not someone that ordinary people can offend."

Pei Zeyu did not answer, but his eyes deepened.

He naturally remembered this person. Putting aside the grudges with the Lin family, in terms of officialdom alone, Zheng Tangli had been opposing him at every turn even before he was imprisoned.

He wouldn't have gotten Zheng Tangli out of prison if he hadn't been asked to do so.

Unexpectedly, he was able to regain his original position and even climb from a minor seventh-rank official to a fifth-rank physician.

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