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

Medical clinics in the capital.

Wen Jingshu woke up the next day.

Her face was still somewhat pale, but her eyes finally regained their sparkle.

Wen Jingshu was covered with a plain-colored brocade quilt, and her chest was wrapped with thick bandages.

The doctor examined him carefully and said that his ribs were broken, but they were set in time and he would recover completely after three months of rest.

"Is Sister Wen really alright?"

Liu Wenying sat upright on the edge of the bed, holding Wen Jingshu's slightly cool hand.

She had been staying at the clinic for quite some time, and her eyes were now showing faint bluish-black discoloration.

When she saw Wen Jingshu lying unconscious on the couch that day, she was almost scared out of her wits.

A woman who is always dignified and virtuous, and who treats her extremely well, if something were to happen to her...

Wen Jingshu gently squeezed her hand back, smiling weakly as she said, "The doctor said that rest is all I need. But you, your eyes are all bloodshot from staying up so late."

"If you hadn't been preoccupied with matters at the estate, you wouldn't have needed to go out that day."

"Nonsense. Now that I have your trust, I must do things perfectly. Didn't you say the same thing back in the manor?"

"I can't let the patient comfort me," Liu Wenying sniffed and nodded, "Sister Wen is right, I underestimated you."

Liu Wenying wiped away the moisture from the corners of her eyes and took the warm medicine bowl from Zizhu's hands.

"The doctor said the medicine should be drunk while it's hot, because it contains Eriocaulon buergerianum and Angelica sinensis, which are excellent for replenishing qi and blood."

Wen Jingshu nodded, fully cooperating.

After finishing the herbal medicine, while sucking on candied fruit to mask the bitterness, Wen Jingshu couldn't help but smile.

"What are you laughing at, Sister Wen?"

"I remember when Ye'er was sick, you carefully fed her medicine. I never thought that one day I would be taken care of by you like this."

Liu Wenying smiled too.

A few chirps came from outside the window, and the sunlight shifted a little further. Zizhu quietly retreated to the door, leaving them to have a private conversation.

"Wenying," Wen Jingshu suddenly called her softly, "I was actually very scared that day."

"When the horse's hooves came crashing down, I thought, if I were to really die like this, the person I would be most worried about is Ye'er."

"Ye'er misses you while she's at the manor, so Sister Wen, you need to get better soon and go back."

The two chatted for a while, mostly reminiscing about interesting things from the past.

As she got excited, Wen Jingshu couldn't help but laugh, but this aggravated her injury, causing her to gasp in pain.

Liu Wenying quickly helped her lie down and tucked the blanket around her.

"Just focus on recovering and don't think about anything else. I'll take care of things outside."

The days in the clinic were unbearable. After the doctor said that she could be moved carefully, the group took Wen Jingshu back to the manor.

Liu Wenying had already prepared a sedan chair, and four strong villagers carried her to the backyard.

Outside the window, the sky was high and the clouds were light. Wen Jingshu leaned against the couch covered with thick brocade, feeling much better.

Seeing Wen Jingshu suffer, Liu Wenying felt bad too.

"Sister Wen, I'm sorry."

Wen Jingshu asked, puzzled, "Why apologize?"

"The person who ran you over with his horse holds an official position, yet I cannot get justice for you." Liu Wenying bit her lower lip, her nose stinging with tears.

Thinking of the condescending attitude of the servant at the clinic, she wished she could tear him apart on the spot, but sometimes power and influence are just that helpless.

"Wenying, do you know what people thought I valued most back when we were in the Duke's mansion?"

Liu Wenying shook her head. If it was something that Sister Wen valued herself, she could guess. But if it was something that others thought Sister Wen valued, she couldn't guess.

"My reputation is ruined. People will think I'm the matriarch of the Pei family, always surrounded by servants when I go out. If anyone dares to ride a horse and bump into me, I'll make a scene before the emperor, even if it's just a high-ranking official, let alone a mere official."

"But what about now? The Pei family has fallen, and I'm just an ordinary woman."

"Lying in the hospital, in so much pain that I fainted, I thought, what does face matter? What does justice matter? Being alive, breathing, and able to see the sun the next day is already a great blessing."

Liu Wenying was stunned.

"Wenying, I have survived life-or-death ordeals. The real skill is being able to stand firm in the storm and protect those around me."

As for suffering some injustice, swallowing it is better than confronting it head-on and ending up shattered.

Her words were so insightful that they made Liu Wenying feel a pang of sadness.

Just as Liu Wenying was about to speak, footsteps suddenly came from outside the door.

With a "bang," the door was pushed open.

Pei Yaojun strode in, "Who said we didn't get our justice? We got it."

Liu Wenying asked in surprise, "Third Master? What did you do?"

Pei Yaojun grinned and said, "I didn't do anything special. I just sneaked into the Zheng residence at night, put that kid in a sack, and broke one of his legs."

Wen Jingshu opened her eyes wide in disbelief.

Liu Wenying felt a pang of worry. "Third Master! What if they find out about you?"

"I can't find anything. I masked myself and changed my movements. Even if he found something, where would he get the evidence?"

He spoke of it casually, but Liu Wenying knew the danger lurking within.

"Besides, he injured my... Madam Wen, and bullied Yingying. I can't swallow this insult."

Liu Wenying choked up.

"Yaojun, thank you so much, but that was far too dangerous. Please don't do it again next time," Wen Jingshu said with a helpless smile.

Liu Wenying also sighed, "Third Master is still the same Third Master, his childlike heart remains unchanged, and he does whatever he wants."

The two women exchanged a glance, both seeing helplessness in each other's eyes.

Fine, let's go with Third Master.

After several days of turmoil, life has finally returned to normal.

After settling Jichuan and Luoluo in, Liu Wenying went to Lu Ye's residence.

She took on the task of delivering the ginseng soup herself, but when she pushed open the door, she found that Lu Ye was not in bed.

"Lu Ye?"

Liu Wenying scanned the room and spotted a figure in the side room.

Lu Ye had already gotten up and was slowly walking around the room, holding onto the edge of the table.

"What are you doing? Your injuries aren't fully healed yet, how can you get out of bed?"

Liu Wenying placed the tray on the table and quickly stepped forward to support his arm.

Lu Ye was supported by her, and his eyes looked over. His dark gold pupils reflected the autumn light outside the window, and there was a hint of gentleness in them.

"I've been lying down for so long that my bones are stiff, and besides, I'm almost fully recovered."

Liu Wenying refused to believe it. The sight of him being brought back covered in blood that day still made her heart pound.

He had a deep knife wound on his chest that exposed the bone, and an arrow in his back that was only half an inch away from his heart meridian.

How can a wound that penetrates the body heal so quickly?

"No, go back to bed."

Liu Wenying insisted, and Lu Ye followed her advice and slowly sat back down on the edge of the bed.

"How is Madam Wen?"

Wen Jingshu had an accident that day; it happened suddenly, and Lu Ye was still recovering from his injuries.

Later, after returning to the village, she briefly mentioned it but didn't go into details. She never expected that he would remember it all this time.

"He broke his ribs, but thankfully his life isn't in danger. He'll need to recover for a while."

She handed over the ginseng soup, her voice softening.

"Lu Ye, you are all people I care about deeply. Please get well soon."

Upon hearing this, Lu Ye realized that he knew of Wen Jingshu's kindness in recognizing Liu Wenying's talent, but he never expected that he too could have a place in Wenying's heart.

"good……"

He replied in a low voice, his ears turning slightly red, but fortunately his skin was dark enough that it wasn't noticeable.

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