The Soft-Waisted Wet Nurse’s Poisonous Milk Makes the Whole Family Kneel and Beg for Mercy

Jiang Wan, princess of the Northern Yi, watched with curiosity as the gentle-looking young master before her wept like a child. She brushed the tears from his eyes with her sleeve. From then on, the young master, Pei Yu, became Jiang Wan’s shadow. He pinned flowers in her hair and took the blame when their tutor punished her. When she grew tired from walking, he bent down and let her climb onto his back. A warm breeze blew a pear blossom from her hair. Pei Yu stooped to pick it up, carefully brushing the dirt from its petals. Every gesture brought the pear blossom back to her ear, and into Jiang Wan’s heart. Jiang Wan heard from her mother that he was a hostage from an enemy kingdom, and that their stations were worlds apart. When she came of age, Jiang Wan defied everyone’s objections and insisted on marrying Pei Yu. That same year, the Northern Yi and the Southern Zhao made peace. The two sides ceased fighting and exchanged hostages, allowing Pei Yu to return to Southern Zhao. Jiang Wan was already pregnant by then, and endured a rough journey to Southern Zhao with Pei Yu. But only after entering his household did Jiang Wan learn that he already had a fiancée in Southern Zhao. Her eyes bloodshot, she demanded an explanation. Pei Yu only sneered and retorted, “How could a proud son of Southern Zhao like me ever love a woman from the Northern Yi?” Her life burned down to its last flicker, and she was left utterly ruined. The once-beloved princess of the Northern Yi was trapped in the inner quarters, suffering one slight after another, until she died in a man-made inferno. Before her death, she gave birth to a daughter. But Pei Yu went mad as he held their newborn girl, crying until he nearly blinded himself. They say that later, Pei Yu found a wet nurse for the poor orphan. The wet nurse was as beautiful as a flower, and the young lord took a great liking to her…