Shock! The maid in the Marquis's mansion gave birth to the eldest son of the prince

"You crazy woman, you crazy bitch." Pei Yunshan covered half of his face and jumped to his feet and cursed, "You dare to divorce, you are possessed by a ghost."

While cursing, he picked up the teapot on the table and was about to throw it down.

"My Lord, please let go!" Mother Zhang grabbed the teapot and looked at Pei Yunshan calmly and said, "This is the wife's dowry, the empress dowager's makeup, an underglaze pink carved teapot, it is very valuable, if you drop it..."

"You..." Pei Yunshan was so angry that he didn't know whether to let go of his hand or not. He knew that what Mother Zhang said was true. Wang Baozhu cherished this set of tea set very much and said that it was given to her by the Empress Dowager. There was only one such set in the palace.

"Just wait and see how I deal with you bunch of stubborn slaves. Don't think I dare not touch you!" While cursing, the teapot in his hand was taken away by Mother Zhang. Pei Yunshan's face was particularly wonderful, red and white, which made Mother Zhang feel relieved.

Madam should have divorced this heartless man long ago. If she continued to live with him, she might lose both her money and her life in vain.

By the time Madam Wang chased out of the main courtyard, Pei Jin was nowhere to be seen.

"Madam, you'd better go back. When the prince hears Chan Yi for the first time... wuwu..." Dong Qing cried, "He will be fine when he wakes up tomorrow."

"Madam, you have to take care of yourself too." Bai Su said with tears in her eyes, "I have already asked someone to go to Zhuxiang Garden to clean up, and a few servants have also gone there. Don't worry, the prince will be fine."

Mrs. Wang was still worried, so she went to Zhuxiang Garden to check on her son. When she found out that her son was sitting in the attic overlooking the lake, she felt relieved. This was good. After a moment of deep pain, she might finally let go.

After returning to the main house, she sat in the armchair in a daze and did not even hear Mother Zhang calling her.

"Madam, you should go to bed early." Mother Zhang felt uncomfortable when she saw Madam Wang's tired and sad face.

After a long while, Mrs. Wang smiled bitterly and said, "Yufen, do you think I did the right thing?"

"Madam, you did the right thing. You did it for the Marquis's Mansion, for the Crown Prince, and for Chan Yi and her son." Mother Zhang's eyes were firm. Over the years, she knew Madam Wang better than herself.

"But be careful with him. I'm afraid he won't be able to recover." Madam Wang said softly, her face full of helplessness. "He finally has a girl he likes, but he can't keep her by his side. It's all my fault. If I hadn't given birth to An'er when Chanyi..."

"Madam, don't worry. When the prince marries you and has a legitimate son, the past will be forgotten slowly." Madam Zhang held Madam Wang's hand and said hesitantly, "But Madam, do you really want to divorce the Marquis?"

Madam Wang nodded imperceptibly, with a look of determination in her eyes. She said slowly, "Yufen, you know best what I have been seeking for all these years. Now that the last glimmer of hope has been shattered, why should I stay in this cage?"

"Madam..." Mother Zhang was speechless and just stared at her.

"Let that person's wish come true." Madam Wang smiled faintly, "I want to see how they support this huge family business in the Marquis' Mansion?"

"But, Madam, if that's the case, aren't you afraid that the prince will be... Besides, if you divorce the Marquis, then the prince's marriage..." Mother Zhang hesitated. These vicious people are capable of anything.

"I will have a good talk with Shenzhi later. After all, there are some things he should know. Yufen, you are right. I must arrange Shenzhi's marriage first before talking about divorce." Mrs. Wang seemed to have figured it out, and her face gradually became calm.

The next morning, Madam Wang had just gotten up and wanted to ask about her son's condition when she heard Dong Qing come to report: "Madam, the prince is here to pay his respects to you."

"So early." Mrs. Wang was a little surprised. She quickly washed up and left the inner room.

In the outer room, Pei Jin, who was dressed in black, saw her coming out. He bowed to her calmly and said, "My son greets my mother. I was a little tired last night and said some nonsense. Please don't mind it. I will go to Haitang Courtyard to apologize to my father later."

"Shenzhi..." Mrs. Wang looked at her son suspiciously. He looked clean and refreshed. Although he looked thin, he was energetic, just like he usually was.

"Mother, I'm going to the palace today to apologize to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. I beg him to forgive me for being so impulsive. I deserve to die for leaving my post for such a small matter." Pei Jin said calmly, but his eyes were a little hesitant.

"Shenzhi, it's good that you think so." Mrs. Wang looked at him with joy, trying to find a clue from his face.

"My son made me worry." Pei Jin bowed his head again, his voice still a little hoarse, "I figured it out last night. Chan Yi and An Er were destined to be together, and I can't blame others. If I didn't do this, maybe the whole mansion would be in trouble. But, they were important people around me after all. I wonder where I sent their bodies? I want to go over and pay my respects."

"Shenzhi, I'm relieved that you can think this way." Madam Wang breathed a sigh of relief and smiled faintly, "Don't worry, mother has arranged for Madam Zhang to bury all three of them."

"Where is he buried?" Pei Jin asked.

"In the woods west of the city. But they died of a serious illness, and the government couldn't openly put up a plaque for them. Besides, your father...had to make a mound to bury their ashes, and then send someone to pay tribute to them during the Qingming and Winter Solstice every year." Madam Wang lowered her eyes and said, feeling a little uneasy. Shen Zhi shouldn't notice anything wrong, right?

There are many ownerless graves in the woods west of the city. Those who died suddenly, died young, or had no family were buried there at random.

"Mother has made excellent arrangements. Now that I know about it, please ask Mother Zhang to send someone to take me over to take a look." Pei Jin said in a low voice.

"Okay, when you are free, I will have someone take you to see it. There is another thing I want to tell you. When Chanyi gave birth to An'er, she reported it to the palace. Now that he is gone, you should have written a note to inform the palace. Poor child, it's just..." Mrs. Wang began to wipe her tears again as she spoke.

She knew that day would come, so she arranged the funeral meticulously, thinking that maybe her son would believe that they were really dead after seeing them.

Pei Jin stepped out of the main courtyard and his eyes suddenly became sharp.

He believed that his mother was a kind person, but he did not dare to believe Pei Yunshan, a hypocritical and selfish man.

This matter seemed to have nothing to do with Pei Yunshan, but it showed his handiwork everywhere. Whether he said that An'er had smallpox, or that people with smallpox should be taken out and burned, it showed that Chanyi and An'er were killed by him. But he couldn't determine what his mother did in this matter.

"Master." Xuan Bai knelt in front of him with a bandage on his head. "I have checked and no one in the suburbs of Beijing has ever had smallpox."