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

A burst of fragrant aroma instantly filled the whole house.

"It smells so good..." Pei Xun sighed softly, saliva flowing down the corners of his lips involuntarily. He hadn't eaten for two days and was already starving.

"What are you sending? It's been several days. Do you want to starve the master to death?" Pei Yunshan asked with a frown, pretending to be mysterious and putting on the style of the head of the family in front of the servants.

"My lord, we are delivering food to you and the second young master in accordance with Madam's instructions." The maid in white clothes in front said in a serious tone.

As she answered, she placed the tray in her hand in front of the dressing table. The maid behind her stepped forward and skillfully took out the two covered bowls and tableware from the tray one by one.

"What a nice smell. What a nice smell." Pei Xun muttered, and walked over gropingly, smelling the aroma.

Seeing this, the two maids immediately went over and helped him to sit down next to the dressing table.

"They're all mine. They're all mine." Pei Xun said in a trembling voice. With the dim light he could see, he accurately touched the lid of the bowl and opened it impatiently. The rich aroma of the chicken soup instantly cheered him up. He shouted, "Give me the spoon, quick, quick, quick!"

"Xun'er, don't be anxious. Let your father take a look first." Pei Yunshan looked at Pei Xun's impatient look, quickly grabbed his hand, and whispered in his ear, "What if..."

Seeing his son's greedy look, Pei Yunshan knew that his son was younger than himself and must be even hungrier. But his intuition told him that there was something wrong with the chicken soup that was delivered. The bowl of chicken soup and the appearance of the chicken soup seemed familiar.

"Father, let your son eat first." Pei Xun waved his hand away, picked up the spoon, and started eating in big mouthfuls regardless of the heat. The slurping sound made Pei Yunshan not think too much, so he opened the lid of the bowl of chicken soup next to him and wanted to take a look.

He thought the bowl must be filled with chicken soup, but when he opened the lid, it was empty. He panicked and immediately turned around to ask the two little girls, but they had left at some point.

Pei Yunshan watched his son eat voraciously, but he didn't even drink a single sip. No, if this continued, he would starve to death in two days.

"Xun'er, Xun'er," he said without thinking too much. He rushed over and calmly held his son's hand holding the spoon and said, "There's a bug in the soup. I'll help you catch it."

While Pei Xun was stunned, Pei Yunshan snatched the bowl, reached out his hand, scooped up a large piece of chicken and started chewing it.

"This is mine, this is my chicken soup!" Pei Xun came to his senses and found that the chicken soup in his hand had been snatched away.

He rushed over hysterically, scratching and touching Pei Yunshan randomly. Pei Yunshan was not careful and the edge of the bowl was caught by his hand. He became so angry that he picked up Liu Wan'er's spirit tablet and smashed it hard on Pei Xun's head.

"Ah..." Pei Xun let out a scream, and a blood mark appeared on his forehead instantly. Pei Yunshan decided to go all out and slapped him several times in a row. He finally let go of the edge of the bowl weakly and sat down softly on the ground.

He then held the bowl, sat down beside the bed, and ate all the remaining chicken, including the soup and meat. Although he felt still not full, he finally felt energetic.

"Ah... it hurts..." Pei Xun, who was lying on the ground, groaned softly. Pei Yunshan then realized that he had hit him too hard, and hurried over to help him sit on the ground.

"You, now you're a cripple, and you're still so disobedient. If I starve to death, you'll die too." Pei Yunshan frowned and wiped the blood off his face with a handkerchief. He felt a little regretful in his heart. After all, he was his biological son, and he had been a little cruel in fighting for food just now.

"Father, it hurts so much... It hurts so much..." Pei Xun cried out again and again, which made Pei Yunshan feel annoyed.

"Please bear with it for a while. We have to find a way to escape, otherwise we will all die." Pei Yunshan stood up and walked around the room.

“It hurts… it hurts…” Pei Xun’s moans made him even more irritated. He couldn’t help but yell, “Are you a man? You can’t even stand a little bit of pain!”

"It hurts... My stomach... It hurts so much..." Pei Xun suddenly rolled on the ground. Pei Yunshan was startled by the noise and hurried over to check. He saw that his face was pale, cold sweat with blood was flowing from his forehead, and he was holding his lower abdomen tightly with both hands. He was groaning and rolling on the ground.

"What's wrong with you?" Pei Yunshan asked hurriedly. His son must be suffering from abdominal cramps. Could it be that the chicken soup contained...

In an instant, he was shocked and a scene from the past appeared before his eyes.

"Wang Baozhu, you vicious woman, I'm going to fight you!" He stumbled towards the door and banged on it with all his might, "Open the door, open the door, Wang Baozhu, you will not die well! You will not die well!"

In Zhuxiang Garden, Pei Jin gradually woke up, but his head still hurt, but it was still bearable compared to last night.

"How is it? Young Master, are you feeling better?" Mo Yan was guarding outside the door. When he heard the noise inside, he walked in.

"Much better." Pei Jin rubbed his forehead and forced himself to open his eyes.

"Master, would you like me to massage you again?" Mo Yan asked in a low voice, secretly breathing a sigh of relief. Although the Master looked exhausted, he looked much better than last night.

“No need.” Pei Jin stood up slowly. He knew that the medicinal oil made from cicada shells could relieve headaches, but there was not much of it left, so he had to use it sparingly.

"Young Master, please wash up and have some breakfast first. Mother Zhang came just now and asked you to get up and go to the Madam." Mo Yan said in a low voice.

"Okay." Pei Jin nodded, and a sarcastic smile involuntarily appeared at the corner of his lips.

The sun rises and the Begonia Courtyard is quiet.

Pei Jin and Madam Wang opened the gate with their servants.

"Madam, Young Master, the Marquis he... the Marquis he... he and the Second Young Master both..." The little girl knelt on the ground, crying like a tearful person.

"What happened?" Pei Jin asked in a deep voice.

"Last night, we brought in chicken soup, and they were fine. This morning, when we went to deliver breakfast, we found that both the Marquis and the Second Young Master were..." The little girl hesitated and didn't dare to continue.

"Tell me, what's wrong with them?" Mrs. Wang asked anxiously.

"They are all... they are all dead!" said the little girl tremblingly.

"Ah..." When Mrs. Wang heard the bad news, she staggered. If it weren't for Mother Zhang supporting her, she would have collapsed to the ground.

Pei Jin pushed open the door with a sullen face, only to see Pei Yunshan and Pei Xun both lying on the bed with ferocious expressions on their faces, and they were already dead.

"Mother, this matter must be reported to the palace immediately. Father and second brother must have been too grief-stricken over the deaths of Aunt Liu and Yun'er, so they both... Look, father is still holding Aunt Liu's spirit tablet in his hand." Pei Jin pointed at the tablet in Pei Yunshan's arms and cried.

"My Lord Marquis, my Lord Marquis... why did you leave like this... you and Concubine Liu were finally together, but what should we do, leaving us an orphan and a widow..." Mrs. Wang cried heartbrokenly.