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

"Big brother!"

"master!"

Xiao Che and Shopkeeper Qian shouted in unison.

"Go to Zhuantang Town, now!" Xiao Yuan said coldly, "Hurry up! I'm afraid it will be too late if we go any later! After all, this is someone else's territory."

In Prince Shun’s palace.

"Your Highness, please have some tea to moisten your throat." Fuqing half-knelt and offered a cup of honeysuckle tea.

Jingyou kept silent with a gloomy face. He couldn't understand why Pei Jin had the help of a nobleman when his men were about to capture him last night. He also didn't know the origin of this old Taoist priest and why he had his father's token in his hand.

A good thing was ruined just like that. Originally, catching Pei Jin was equivalent to putting a hindrance on his good brother, the Crown Prince. Who knew...

He was so angry that he couldn't sleep all night, and he couldn't eat when he got up in the early morning. His face was as gloomy as water, and he was angry and didn't say a word.

"Your Highness, no matter what, please take care of yourself." Fuqing consoled softly.

"That damn Pei Jin must have had no good intentions by secretly coming to Jiangyin. The prince might have sent him to gather information about me. Humph, the last time he escorted me to Jiangyin, his illegitimate son died on the way, and he dared to abandon me and run away. I'm really pissed off!" Jingyou felt even more depressed when he thought of this. But the prince said that this was human nature and that Shenzhi was a man who valued friendship and loyalty.

"Your Majesty, calm down. The autumn heat is at its peak. You must not get angry."

Fuqing could only comfort him repeatedly. He didn't know why his own prince and Prince Pei were so at odds with each other. But it was no wonder that the prince was angry. He had come to Jiangyin to be an idle prince, but His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was still worried about him. What a matter.

"Fuqing, do you think Pei Jin is mentally ill? He didn't even care about his father's funeral this time and ran here without thinking about whether his master would save him if his secret was exposed!" Jing You snorted. He had been at odds with Pei Jin since childhood. Seeing Pei Jin following the prince like a lapdog every day and doing whatever he wanted, it was really unbearable.

"Yeah, how can there be such a person who regards his bastard's son as more important than his father?" Fuqing followed his words and snorted as well.

"Is my bastard more important than me?" Jingyou repeated to himself, feeling that something was wrong.

Pei Jin, the bastard, Madam Li who looked like a maid in the Yong'an Marquis's mansion, the Beijing accent, An'er...

He pondered carefully, could it be?

Suddenly, he jumped up excitedly. Could it be that Madam Li was Pei Jin's concubine?

No, no, no, it's impossible. An'er is not a boy, she is a girl.

"Your Highness, Your Highness..." Fuqing looked at his master who was suddenly jumping up and down in confusion, not knowing what had provoked him.

"Fuqing, prepare the carriage immediately. I want to go to Zhuantang Town. Quick!"

"Yes, master." Fuqing nodded and bowed hurriedly as he went out to prepare the carriage, muttering in his heart what the prince was doing crazy again.

A small boat was quietly anchored in the dense reeds.

In the cabin, the solemn-looking old Taoist priest took out a long silver needle and stabbed it into Pei Jin's philtrum. After a while, Pei Jin, with a black face, vomited, and a mouthful of black blood slowly flowed down the corner of his mouth.

Mo Yan took the handkerchief and wiped the blood off the corner of his master's lips. He looked at the old Taoist priest's serious face and wanted to ask something but didn't dare to.

"The prince will wake up in a quarter of an hour, don't worry," the old Taoist priest said to Xuan Bai who was standing beside him with a sigh of relief, "but it's only a temporary solution, it's not easy to completely eliminate the addiction to the Hexiang flower. You guys send the prince back to Beijing first, I'll go to the northern border later. You'd better find a way to find the person who poisoned him and ask for the recipe of this medicinal wine. I suspect there may be other unknown secret medicines in it."

"Thank you, old Taoist priest, for saving my prince." Xuan Bai said with a bow, but his heart felt as if the world was turning upside down.

The master was ambushed. Who would have thought that the one who saved him was the one who poisoned him? They are trying every means to control the master and make him work for them.

If the master had been careless and married the spy Luo Qingqing, the consequences would have been disastrous.

The most urgent thing now is to wait for the master to return, then go to the palace and ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to think of a solution. Maybe he can pry open Luo Qingqing's mouth and make her tell him the recipe of the medicinal wine, or maybe even an antidote.

He looked at Pei Jin's dull face, blaming himself in his heart for not noticing his master's problem in time, allowing him to gradually become addicted and now suffer so much pain and torment.

"Guard Xuan, we have to rush back to the capital as soon as possible. The Crown Prince has been out for too long. Now that Prince Shun knows his whereabouts, it may be even more disadvantageous to the Crown Prince." Mo Yan said worriedly.

"We'll leave right away." Xuan Bai nodded and called Black Hawk over and whispered a few instructions to him.

"Old Taoist priest, you have been traveling all the way, please go and rest first, we will guard this place." He bowed and said to the old Taoist priest, "Once we get the herbs that the prince needs on the road, we will leave here immediately."

"Okay." The old Taoist priest replied in a deep voice. His eyes stayed on Pei Jin's face for a moment. Seeing that he was sleeping soundly, he stepped out of the cabin with peace of mind.

Mo Yan silently looked at Pei Jin who was lying motionless on the couch, anxiously waiting for him to wake up. He still had a lot of things to do waiting for the prince's personal instructions.

Sure enough, within a quarter of an hour, Pei Jin coughed a few times, slowly opened his eyes, and muttered: "An'er... Chan Yi..."

"Master, you're awake, that's great!" Mo Yan shouted in surprise.

"Where...am I?" Pei Jin's eyes were dazed as he stared blankly at the ceiling of the bed, his voice low and hoarse.

"Show the guard, show the guard!" Mo Yan didn't bother to answer Pei Jin's words, turned around and shouted outside.

Pei Jin tried hard to open his eyes wide, and then he saw clearly that he was in a cramped cabin. He couldn't help coughing several times and struggled hard to sit up.

"Prince, Prince, please don't move." Mo Yan turned around when he heard the voice, and saw him struggling to stand up. He hurriedly supported him and placed a pillow behind him.

"An'er... Chanyi... have you found it?" Pei Jin asked anxiously with cracked lips and a hoarse voice.

"Master, you're awake." Xuan Bai walked quickly to the bed and knelt on one leg. He looked at Pei Jin guiltily and said, "Our people didn't find the young master."

"Why? It was clearly his crying, I... cough cough cough... cough cough cough cough cough... I definitely didn't hear it wrong! Help me up, I want to go find An'er." Pei Jin said while coughing and grabbing Xuan Bai's arm with all his strength.

"Master, don't panic. Listen to my detailed report." Xuan Bai apologized and shook Pei Jin's arm. He whispered to him everything that happened after he fainted.

"It must be An'er and Chanyi in that courtyard. What do they have to do with Prince Shun? Prepare the horses immediately. I'm going to Zhuantang Town." Pei Jin said in a deep voice, his eyes firm and resolute.