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

"Nonsense! Climbing so high and daring to jump down so recklessly, what if you get hurt?"

Pei Dingxuan's voice came from above Liu Wenying's head, tinged with slight anger.

Liu Wenying lifted her head from his arms, her face still flushed with the excitement of jumping down.

She glanced at the osmanthus tree and pouted, "It's not that tall, it's not as scary as you say."

She was stubborn and charming, which made Pei Dingxuan laugh helplessly.

He didn't want to argue with her, he couldn't bear to criticize her in the slightest, and he didn't want to damage their relationship over trivial matters.

Pei Dingxuan suppressed his lingering fear and softened his tone.

"If you want to see the scenery outside, you don't have to risk climbing a tree."

Upon hearing this, Liu Wenying's face immediately fell.

"But you never let me go out, always saying that I'm not fully recovered and need to rest."

I know perfectly well that I'm perfectly healthy, but being confined to the courtyard every day is really making me uncomfortable.

Pei Dingxuan listened quietly to her complaints without saying anything more.

Zhu'er had already picked up her embroidered shoes and brought them over. Pei Dingxuan waved his hand, signaling her to step back.

He knelt down himself, took her ankle, and put her shoes on for her.

The skin he held began to burn, and Liu Wenying was at a loss. "You..."

Pei Dingxuan helped her put on her shoes, stood up, and said, "Let's go."

Then, he gently took her soft hand in his own and led her through the flowers and trees in the garden.

His hands were large, with thin calluses on his palms, which rubbed against her skin with a rough warmth.

The courtyard was very large, so large that it felt spacious.

The pavilions, terraces, towers, rockeries, and waterside pavilions are all exquisite, yet they exude a desolate feeling of being devoid of human presence.

Liu Wenying let him lead her, thinking she was going to be taken back to the house again.

However, he led her through the moon gate and down the long corridor.

This was the first time Liu Wenying had stepped out of her backyard.

Every time she tried to walk towards the hanging flower gate in the front yard, Zhu'er would persuade her to go back with various reasons and methods.

Finally, after passing through the hanging flower gate and walking a little further, we saw a screen wall not far ahead. It was made of blue bricks and carved with a pattern of pine trees and cranes symbolizing longevity.

"Are you taking me out?" Liu Wenying turned to look at him, asking uncertainly.

"Hmm, if I don't take you out soon, I'm afraid you'll make a complete mess of the house."

Pei Dingxuan spoke, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

Liu Wenying blushed and felt hot-faced. "What do you mean?"

She won't destroy the house.

Shaking off his hand, Liu Wenying rushed impatiently toward the vermilion gate.

The world outside the door is right before my eyes.

Finally, Liu Wenying crossed the high threshold, but suddenly caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of her eye.

A chestnut horse was tied to the stone pier at the entrance.

The horse was entirely crimson, with a ring of snow-white hair around its four hooves, as if it were treading on clouds.

It was chewing its fodder when it heard the noise, its ears perked up, and it turned its head to look.

A pair of warm, brown eyes blinked, then suddenly snorted loudly, its tail wagging back and forth.

He looked as if he recognized her.

Liu Wenying took two steps closer.

When the horse saw her coming, it didn't hide; instead, it nudged her head closer.

His warm, moist breath sprayed onto the back of her hand, and he rubbed it affectionately against it.

"Does it recognize me?" She turned around and looked at Pei Dingxuan, who was walking slowly towards her.

"Do you remember it?" He walked over and reached out to stroke the horse's mane.

The horse recognized him and rubbed its head against his palm, behaving very docilely.

Liu Wenying frowned and shook her head: "I don't quite remember."

The moment the words left my mouth, a strange feeling arose in my heart.

She must have seen it before.

"Its name is Hongyun. You rode it when you first learned horseback riding."

Liu Wenying's eyes flickered slightly, but she had no related memories whatsoever.

But there was a sense of familiarity in my heart, which I suppose was the lingering feelings of the original owner.

"I have a vague recollection of it."

Pei Dingxuan invited, "Would you like to try riding a horse?"

"I?"

"Yes, you will." He nodded, his gaze fixed on her face with encouragement.

Would she really know how? Liu Wenying was certain that she had never been in contact with horses in modern times.

But she looked at the high horse's back and the suspended stirrups.

Something seemed to be awakening inside my body, like an instinct that had been dormant in my bones and muscles, eager to try.

Whether you can do it or not, just try and you'll find out.

Liu Wenying reached out and grabbed the saddle, then stepped into the stirrup with her left foot, held the saddle with her right hand, twisted her waist, and gracefully flipped herself onto it.

When she finally settled into her horse, she was stunned.

The movements were fluid and seamless, without any hesitation.

Muscles remember how to exert force, and tendons and bones remember how to stretch.

Even how to adjust one's posture and hold the reins after mounting a horse seems to be ingrained in one's very being.

Hongyun stirred beneath her, snorted, but remained still, waiting for her to give the order.

"I really can?" Liu Wenying asked incredulously.

"I told you, you would."

Liu Wenying gripped the reins tightly.

She gently squeezed the horse's belly, and Hongyun started walking slowly.

Da, da, da.

She walked around the open space in front of the door.

The wind blew in her face, lifting her hair and clothes.

Suddenly, the field of vision increased, and I could see farther.

She urged Hongyun to walk a few steps faster, and the horse began to trot.

The jolts came, but she felt no fear; instead, she felt a long-lost sense of exhilaration.

It's like someone who's been locked up for a long time finally being able to stretch their muscles and bones.

She rode the red cloud around twice before reluctantly reining in and returning to Pei Dingxuan's side.

The man stood there watching her, his gaze following her every move, never looking away.

"I like it this way, I like the feeling of riding a horse."

Pei Dingxuan smiled, and before Liu Wenying could see his movements clearly, he sat steadily behind her.

His long, strong arms wrapped around her sides and took the reins from her hands.

Liu Wenying was almost completely encircled in his arms.

"Hold on tight," he whispered in her ear, his breath brushing against her earlobe.

Before Liu Wenying could respond, he flicked the reins, "Giddy up!"

With a long neigh, Hongyun took off like an arrow released from a bow.

A horse carried the two embracing figures through the autumn forest, where the trees were ablaze with color.

Yellow leaves fluttered down, dancing in the wind.

Crossing the rolling valleys, withered grass stretches to the horizon, the wind whips the grass into waves, and the entire landscape is a vast and serene autumn scene.

They sped along, all their worries blown away by the autumn wind, leaving only a heart full of openness and freedom.

After galloping for an unknown amount of time, the horse finally came to rest on the riverbank.

Reeds grow along the riverbank, their white plumes swaying in the wind.

Pei Dingxuan reined in the red clouds, and they came to a stop.

Liu Wenying slipped out of his arms and dismounted.

When she stepped onto the soft riverbank, she realized her legs were a little weak.

The race lasted quite a while.

Liu Wenying walked to the riverbank, scooped up a handful of water, and brought it to her lips.

The water was cool and exceptionally sweet, and it felt incredibly soothing as it slid down my parched throat.

She drank several sips before she was satisfied.

Looking up and around, I realized that the surroundings were desolate.

Not only in their surroundings, but also along their route, they saw no other people besides the scenery and birds.

There was no village or shop in sight, so it's no wonder that she lived in the mansion every day and never saw any outsiders.

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