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

"Friend? Sir, please don't joke. How can a lowly woman like me be worthy of such a gift? Please take back the gift." Chan Yi shook her head repeatedly. She didn't want to make friends with the noble Fourth Prince.

She couldn't afford to be a royal noble. He was a man with unpredictable moods. If she accidentally angered him, she wouldn't know when she would die. Besides, she had finally escaped from the Yong'an Marquis' Mansion, so how could she be willing to be imprisoned again?

There is no such thing as a free lunch. The Fourth Prince said this because he might want to make her his concubine. Thinking of this, she felt a growing chill in her heart.

Fuqing was standing aside, and the moment he heard Jingyou say that they wanted to be friends, he was so scared that his face turned pale. How could he not know what kind of person his master was? What was he doing... Oh, what should he do? If His Majesty and the Crown Prince knew that he was involved with a young widow, he might also be in trouble.

Madam Li was obviously unwilling, but she saw that her prince was determined to get along with her.

Oh no, what if the prince forcefully takes advantage of the woman, and then he will be caught! Seeing that he has come to the rich Jiangyin, away from the power center, being an idle prince for a lifetime is not lazy, why is he so depressed?

"Prince..." Fuqing was about to cry. As soon as he said half of the word "Prince", Jingyou pinched his arm.

Fuqing was startled when he looked up and saw his master's face gradually becoming gloomy. He could only say to Su Chanyi, "Madam Li, please agree to accept it. If you don't accept it, wouldn't it be the fault of us servants that the gift we chose was not to your liking? Later, the master will punish us."

"This..." Su Chanyi was a little embarrassed.

"Madam Li, we will assume that you have accepted it." Fuqing looked at Su Chanyi hopefully.

Su Chanyi looked at the pile of things helplessly, exchanged glances with Shopkeeper Zhang, and had to nod and agree.

"That's right." Jingyou nodded refreshedly, looked at the baby sleeping with eyes closed in Chanyi's arms and said, "Next time I come back, I'll bring a gift for the baby. This child is good-looking, a bit like me when I was a child."

"This..." Chan Yi was stunned. Is this Fourth Prince crazy? How can he say such things casually?

"Master... Master..." Fuqing was shocked. Did his master want to be a father? He was crazy. He was going crazy.

"Let's go. We'll come back next time." Jingyou reached out and touched An'er's chubby little hand, then raised his eyes and asked Chanyi, "Is it a boy or a girl?"

"Girl." Chan Yi replied in a low voice.

"Girls are good, girls are good, I like girls." Jingyou said, striding out. Fuqing hurriedly bowed to Chanyi, and followed his master out in small steps.

"This..." Chan Yi looked at Shopkeeper Zhang blankly.

"Madam Li, is this person really your old friend?" Shopkeeper Zhang asked cautiously.

Chan Yi's head shook like a rattle. Who knew him? He was so unlucky. He wished he hadn't chased the Wang sisters out that day.

I've just settled down here, do I have to move again? This is so annoying.

"Madam Li, these are all good things. These silks and satins alone are worth a lot of money!" Shopkeeper Zhang said as he touched the colorful satin.

"Let Nanny Wang put them all away, and find a reason to return them to him later." Chan Yi said helplessly.

The intersection of the courtyard alley.

"Master, master." Shuang Qing stretched out his finger and waved it in front of Xiao Yuan's eyes.

"I never thought that this gentleman would actually fall in love with a farm girl." Xiao Yuan looked at Jingyou's carriage going farther and farther away, shook his head slightly and said.

"Master? Why don't I understand what you said?" Shuangqing asked in confusion.

Xiao Yuan ignored him and just kept walking forward. This trip to Zhuantang Town to see the lotus flowers was a reward. When he returned to the capital and told his cousin, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince would be surprised, right?

However, he did not see the young lady's appearance. He thought that a young lady who could catch the eyes of King Shun must be outstanding in appearance, and perhaps have other outstanding qualities.

"Master, let's go back to the city." Shopkeeper Qian caught up with him breathlessly.

Xiao Yuan nodded and suddenly said, "I can't stay in Jiangyin for long. When will Miss Qiu arrive?"

"Master, we will be here tonight." Manager Qian said in a low voice.

"Okay." Xiao Yuan nodded, his heart full of anxiety. If Xiaojiu was really Qianqian, he... he really didn't dare to tell his mother. He was afraid that his mother could not bear the blow. It would be better to let her have some thoughts in her heart.

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In the Bamboo Fragrance Garden, as night falls, a cool breeze blows gently, and summer is finally passing.

Pei Jin sat alone in the pavilion, holding the emerald jade hairpin in one hand and a teacup in the other. He had been sitting there in a daze for a long time.

The light of the lantern hanging by the window flickered, reflecting his lonely and desolate face, and time seemed to have stopped for a moment.

There was a rustling sound of footsteps.

"Who?" Pei Jin asked in a low voice.

"Master." Xuan Bai walked in and knelt in front of him.

"What's the matter?" Pei Jin's face flickered in the light, looking very strange.

"News came from Longcheng that there is still no trace of Miss Su." Xuan Bai lay on the ground, not daring to look Pei Jin in the eyes.

With a "ding-ling" sound, the jade hairpin hit the teacup, making a crisp sound.

Xuanbai was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe.

Pei Jin's eyes moved slightly upwards, and he did not seem angry. In the dim light, only the sound of his breathing was heard.

"Go down! Guard Haitang Courtyard and don't let them two run away." After a long time, he slowly squeezed out a sentence.

The dull headache suddenly became as painful as an explosion. He clenched the teacup and quickly swallowed the cold tea. He held his head with both hands, trying to calm himself, but the overwhelming pain came one wave after another.

"Mo Yan..." In his remaining memories, he only remembered the bottle of wine that Mo Yan kept.

"Prince, Prince, what happened to you?" Mo Yan and Tong Shu had already rushed up from the bottom of the stairs the moment he broke the teacup. They saw Pei Jin lying on the ground, holding his head with his hands, trembling all over. He was already scared out of his wits.

"Go and get the medicinal oil made by Miss Su!" Mo Yan shouted to Tong Shu.

"Medicinal wine... I want... medicinal wine..." Pei Jin hugged his forehead where veins were bulging, sweat dripping down his face. His low and hoarse voice seemed to come from underground.

"Prince, Prince..." Mo Yan sobbed and held his body.

"Wine...wine...medicinal wine..." Pei Jin's breathing became more unstable. He stared at Mo Yan with bloodshot eyes like a trapped beast.

"But, but, Young Master, there is only a little bit of this medicinal wine left. If you drink it all, it will be gone. Young Master, please hold on. You will be fine after this." Mo Yan bit his lip and nodded to Tong Shu at the door.