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

Before anyone could say anything more, Xiao Yiheng smiled faintly.

"Pei Dingxuan holds a high position, serving as the Duke of Yu and concurrently holding the power of the Minister of Justice. He knowingly breaks the law. Based on this alone, I assure you that he will lose his official hat."

After these words were spoken, Liu Wenying shook her head and said calmly, "The law is merciless, but people have personal feelings. Besides, I haven't been seriously harmed in this entanglement."

"Yingying!"

Pei Yaojun was incredulous, barely suppressing his anger in his eyes.

"He treated you like that, making us search frantically for days, and you're still pleading for him?"

"Third Master, I'm just stating the facts. One thing at a time. The Ministry of Justice is a complex department in the court. No one is more impartial and appropriate in judging cases, determining guilt, and regulating the law. He is the most suitable person for this position."

She turned to look at Xiao Yiheng, "Your Majesty also thinks so, doesn't he?"

Otherwise, they wouldn't have promoted Pei Dingxuan to the position of Minister of Justice.

Xiao Yiheng felt a pang of sadness. He hadn't expected that Wenying would start considering the gains and losses of the court for Pei Dingxuan as soon as she woke up, even though what she said was indeed true.

If he were to impose a heavy penalty, it would seem like he was acting impulsively. However, while a heavy penalty could be avoided, a light punishment was unavoidable.

"There are no outsiders here, so why are you addressing me so formally as Your Majesty?"

Xue Bi suddenly interjected, "I think some people prefer Wen Ying to call him Liu Si."

Liu Si, however, bears the title of Wenying's live-in husband.

Ordinary people would never dare to be presumptuous in front of the emperor, but in front of Liu Wenying, Xue Bi became completely uninhibited.

He was also keeping Xiao Yiheng in check, not daring to do anything to him because of a single word, otherwise he would leave Wen Ying with the impression that he was petty and narrow-minded.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became subtle. Xiao Yiheng was indeed unwilling to lose his composure in front of Liu Wenying, but that did not mean he could swallow his anger.

"I am a magnanimous emperor and will not stoop to the level of a country bumpkin."

Xue Bi wanted this kind of belittling response, so she feigned grievance and looked at Liu Wenying.

As Liu Wenying observed the undercurrents in the scene, a faint ache returned to her temples.

One or two of them, their words were full of wit and subtle meaning, turning ordinary conversation into a series of twists and turns.

"Cough cough... I'm a little tired."

Upon hearing this, everyone became worried.

Pei Zeyu immediately said gently, "We were the ones who made a scene. You should rest first and not think about anything else."

That's true. No patient would start talking as soon as they wake up. Rest is the most important thing.

The others nodded in agreement and left without causing any further disturbance.

Pei Yaojun walked at the back, his steps slow, frequently turning back.

He should have punched Pei Dingxuan a few more times earlier. He had been annoyed with Pei Dingxuan for a long time, but he couldn't beat him up for no reason because of his title as the eldest brother.

But now that things have come to this, Yingying is speaking up for him again, so he has missed his chance and has no way to retaliate.

If he insists on taking action, it will only make him appear reckless, violent, and lacking in common sense.

Inside the room, Liu Wenying buried her face in the soft pillows and quilts.

The autumn night outside the window is deep and long.

The next day, the wind was gentle and the clouds were light.

Since Liu Wenying returned, the group has been worried about her and has been giving her repeated instructions. Xiao Yiheng even arranged for a royal physician to examine her.

After several thorough inspections, the results showed that everything was fine.

There are no wounds on the skin and flesh, the internal organs are at peace, and the meridians are unobstructed.

The effects of the Heart-Clearing Tea completely dissipated, leaving no trace of mental damage.

Not only was Liu Wenying unharmed, but after the effects of the medicine wore off, her mind became even clearer and more lucid.

That dream, a blend of reality and illusion, allowed her to see her deepest desires, and her mind became clearer and more at peace than ever before.

Sometimes, Liu Wenying would sit by the window and, seeing the peach blossoms in the courtyard, would think of the half-moon time spent among them.

Pei Dingxuan imprisoned her and forcibly kept her by his side; this is true.

Aside from not being allowed to go out, he treated her with utmost gentleness and consideration, indulging her every need and taking meticulous care of her.

Love and resentment are intertwined, with both advantages and disadvantages, making it difficult to judge right and wrong for a time.

Before she could sort out her thoughts, Liu Wenying didn't know how to see him.

As time passed, travelers came and went in an endless stream outside the south gate, and a simple and light horse-drawn carriage was waiting by the gate.

Zizhu led young Ye'er into the carriage, and Wen Jingshu also wanted to get on.

"Sister Wen!"

Liu Wenying rushed over, her breathing disordered.

Wen Jingshu stopped and straightened the tangled tassels of her hairpins.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Didn't I say in my letter that there was no need to see me off?"

This morning, Liu Wenying received a letter from Wen Jingshu, informing her of her divorce and impending departure from the capital.

Liu Wenying rushed over immediately, and thankfully, she made it in time.

"Is Sister Wen really determined to leave Beijing? Won't she stay a little longer?"

It was so sudden; she couldn't accept it for a moment.

Wen Jingshu did not wear a traditional Chinese woman's hairstyle today; she simply loosely tied her long hair behind her head and wore no extra ornaments.

The calm demeanor in his eyes and brows was more composed than when he was in the Duke of Yu's mansion.

"I never paid attention to the gossip of others, but idle talk can easily corrupt Ye'er's senses over time."

As Ye'er grew older, she had to consider his future.

"Besides, Yunzhou is a beautiful place with clear waters and lush mountains, and its scenery is superb. The capital is bustling, but not everything in it is good."

"So the Wen family will also agree to Sister Wen doing this?" Liu Wenying still had concerns.

The Wen family has a deep-rooted tradition and values ​​reputation and etiquette above all else. In the eyes of the world, their daughter's divorce would ultimately be something that would give people something to gossip about.

Wen Jingshu smiled faintly, "My parents were initially unwilling, but the Wen family includes not only them, but also the clan elders and relatives from various branches. If I go back, I will feel uncomfortable facing their gazes every day."

"It would be better to go further away from the capital and establish our own business."

Although Wen's parents had no choice, they still gave her a generous sum of money to support her.

Besides the banknotes, there were also letters to old friends in Yunzhou, entrusting them with the favors and connections accumulated over the years, with the words conveying a sense of entrustment and care.

Liu Wenying's brows still furrowed with worry, and she remained concerned for her.

Wen Jingshu noticed her hesitation, patted her arm, and gently comforted her.

"Silly girl, Yunzhou is my hometown, where I was born and raised. I know everything is peaceful and secure here, so you don't need to worry about me."

She paused slightly, gazing at the pure and kind-hearted woman before her, a genuine look of envy flashing in her eyes.

"To be honest, I'm quite envious of you."

Liu Wenying looked up in surprise, her eyes wide with astonishment: "Envious of me? What do I have that you should envy, sister?"

Wen Jingshu chuckled, "To be honest, those days in the manor were the most comfortable I've ever had."

Born into the prestigious Wen family, she was bound by strict rules from a young age, learning the etiquette of a matriarch and the ways of managing a household every day. Even severe punishments had to conform to the norms of the aristocratic family.

They lived only for the sake of their family's reputation and social standing, never living a single day for themselves.

After marrying into the Pei family, she became even more cautious, managing the vast inner quarters and maintaining the family's prestige, toiling away for half her life.

Only during his time living in the manor after leaving prison did he shed all the shackles of his identity.

She didn't need to navigate social niceties or adhere to rules; she broke free from worldly constraints and truly lived for herself.

Liu Wenying blushed, "I'm nowhere near as good as Sister Wen says..."

Wen Jingshu interrupted her, "You do have it, but since you've helped so many people, you should also remember to take better care of yourself."

Liu Wenying's heart skipped a beat, and she stared at her in a daze.

Looking into her clear eyes, Wen Jingshu asked that same question before parting.

Do you still resent Pei Dingxuan?

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