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

As darkness fell completely, a few barks of dogs echoed outside the village, then silence returned.

Pei Yaojun's brows furrowed more and more, and the rhythm of his fingers tapping on the table increased.

Will Wenying come back?

It was Xue Bi who spoke, but he also voiced what the other two were thinking.

Pei Zeyu: "She promised we would, and she definitely will."

Pei Yaojun snorted coldly, "She agreed, but Xiao Yiheng didn't."

"That man now wishes he could keep her tied to the palace. Today is the Spring Festival, and the palace should have held a banquet, but he canceled it and specifically asked Yingying to go. What does that mean?"

Xue Bi pretended not to know, and only said, "The mind of an emperor is hard to fathom."

"Then let's not guess anymore. I'll go to the palace and bring her back."

"Yaojun," Pei Zeyu called out to him, "You are now the commander of the Imperial Guards, how can you be so reckless? The palace gates are forbidden territory, how can you just barge in like that?"

Pei Yaojun ignored him, completely disregarding official rank, rules, and court etiquette.

In his eyes, all rights and responsibilities, and worldly rules, were nothing compared to Liu Wenying.

He couldn't remain calm when it came to her; in his eyes and heart, there was only one person.

Just as everyone was lost in their own thoughts, hurried footsteps came from outside.

Liu Wenying arrived late in the twilight, her hair slightly disheveled from running, and her cheeks a little red.

"I'm sorry for the delay on the way. I've kept you waiting."

Seeing the lingering weariness in her eyes, and remembering how Xiao Yiheng had been summoning her to the palace so often lately, Pei Yaojun felt a surge of bitterness in his heart and blurted out something inappropriate.

"If it's any later, you'll probably have already eaten and drunk your fill in the palace and won't need our simple meal."

Liu Wenying felt increasingly guilty after being stabbed.

As soon as the words left his mouth, Pei Yaojun regretted them.

He was filled with concern, but the words that came out of his mouth turned into sharp blades, and he was filled with regret. He was about to speak gently to comfort her.

Unexpectedly, Lu Ye, who was usually so taciturn that his presence was almost nonexistent, tugged at Liu Wenying's sleeve, asking her to sit down first.

"It's okay for me, I'm fine with waiting as long as I want, it's just that the food doesn't taste good when it's cold."

Tsk, it's that barbarian from the Northern Barbarians again, deliberately trying to make trouble for him!

Liu Wenying took a seat and thanked Lu Ye for helping to ease the awkwardness.

"It's fine, I can eat it hot or cold. Shall I heat it up?"

Pei Zeyu and Xue Bi persuaded her to stop, saying that the food was still warm and not unpalatable.

Liu Wenying understood, but the self-reproach in her heart grew even stronger.

They were all busy with official duties, yet they were willing to put everything aside for her and attend the banquet.

Her unexplained lateness was truly inexcusable.

To make amends for her mistake and to ease the awkwardness at the table, Liu Wenying immediately composed herself and diligently picked up her chopsticks.

She took turns serving everyone the fresh and delicious dishes on their plates, and bent down to pour tea and wine, handling everything with care and consideration.

Spring delicacies are served in bowls, and the fermented rice wine is rich and mellow, gradually warming the atmosphere at the table.

She doesn't dare touch a drop of alcohol now.

Knowing that she was easily overwhelmed by alcohol, the others did not insist that she drink more.

There was a minor hiccup during the Spring Festival banquet, but in the end everyone was all smiles and laughter, creating a harmonious and joyful atmosphere.

After the banquet ended, everyone went home to rest.

Liu Wenying took good care of Jichuan, and the little guy was well-behaved and peaceful, already asleep.

Only Luo Luo has run off to play somewhere again, and recently her studies have been strictly managed, with no time to relax.

Originally, Xue Bi served as the village teacher. He was always lenient with her. Whenever she couldn't finish her lessons, Luo Luo would call him "Uncle Xue" and use her sweet words and coquettishness to get by.

The orphanage hired a new teacher who was rigorous in his studies and showed no leniency whatsoever. Her attempts to cajole and slack off were no longer effective.

As night deepens, the Milky Way hangs high in the sky, and all sounds return to tranquility.

Liu Wenying entrusted Jichuan to Xiaozhu's care.

As Luo Luo grew older, she insisted on sleeping alone in her bedroom.

Therefore, the courtyard has been quiet lately, and Liu Wenying sleeps alone at night unless something unexpected happens.

Before going to sleep, she suddenly remembered the silk bag that Xiao Yiheng had given her during the day.

I haven't had a chance to watch it since I returned from the palace.

Now is the perfect time, as there is no one else around.

Liu Wenying took the item out of the cloth bag; it was a bright yellow silk ribbon tied with gold thread, and the ends were white jade spools.

The silk was delicate and smooth, embroidered with a five-clawed golden dragon pattern.

It was actually an imperial edict!

Liu Wenying was about to unfold it and examine its contents.

Suddenly, there was a noise from the window.

Liu Wenying immediately stuffed the imperial edict under her pillow.

The half-open window was pushed open completely, and a dark red figure nimbly flipped in, landing silently.

Pei Yaojun patted the hem of his clothes, smoothing out the wrinkles.

"Third Master? Why are you climbing through the window again?"

Liu Wenying breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt somewhat helpless. The Third Master had entered her room by climbing through the window almost as often as he had entered through the front door.

Pei Yaojun had already noticed her hiding something, but he didn't care.

He scratched his head, annoyed, and said, "I said something unpleasant during the banquet today, please don't take it to heart, I shouldn't have said that to you."

To be honest, Third Master has never cared about rules and speaks his mind directly, which Liu Wenying has long been used to.

But he was also very thoughtful, and even knew to come and apologize in the middle of the night.

Liu Wenying pulled him to sit down on the bedside and said with a smile, "I don't care. I only care whether Third Master is eating well, sleeping well, and living a good life."

"The commander of the Imperial Guards is very busy; you should take care of yourself."

Her eyes shone brightly when she spoke, her words sincere and pure, each one soothing to the heart.

Pei Yaojun's heart burned with desire as he listened and watched, and he longed to kiss her.

The moment the thought crossed his mind, he lowered his head and precisely captured her lips.

Liu Wenying was taken aback at first, then closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around his neck.

He kissed her for a long time before releasing her, his forehead pressed against hers, his breathing slightly erratic.

"Yingying, I don't want to be the commander of the Imperial Guards."

Liu Wenying opened her eyes and saw the weariness and irritability in them. Her heart ached. "Why?"

"There are too many things to do. Xiao Yiheng clearly knows I won't do anything, which is why he gave me this position."

He's only just secured his throne and has to worry about everything. How many people are eyeing the Imperial Guards, that lucrative position? He insisted I take the throne, keeping me so busy I barely have time to spare, not even to spend time with you.

As Pei Yaojun spoke, his resentment grew palpable.

Xiao Yiheng did it on purpose, knowing that Yingying cared about him and wouldn't betray him.

After all, Yingying had contributed a lot to Xiao Yiheng's ascension to the throne.

Pei Yaojun puts her first in everything, so how could she possibly hurt him?

Liu Wenying gently patted his back to comfort him, "Third Master, the capable are always given more responsibilities. Others would kill for this position. Xiao Yiheng trusts you, that's why he entrusted his back to you."

"I don't want his trust, I only want you."

Her ears burned, and she pushed him away, saying, "You're talking nonsense again."

"I'm not talking nonsense, Yingying, please make it up to me."

"How will you make it up to me?" She had barely finished speaking when he kissed her again.

When emotions run high, the pillow is knocked askew, revealing a bright yellow patch, but who would care?

Afterwards, the two lay in each other's arms under the curtains.

Pei Yaojun suddenly chuckled and asked, "What did Xiao Yiheng give you today?"

Liu Wenying, who was about to fall asleep from exhaustion, suddenly woke up.

"I saw you hiding something when I came in."

"...Mmm." Liu Wenying responded vaguely, pretending that she was about to fall asleep.

"What is it?"

I waited and waited, but she didn't answer. Instead, I heard her even, long breaths.

Pei Yaojun didn't dwell on it. He kissed the top of her head and said, "Fine, if you don't want to say it, then don't. Anyway, nothing he gives you can compare to what I give you."

The words sounded childish, but Liu Wenying's heart softened upon hearing them, and she silently replied in her heart: Third Master is the best.

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