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

"An'er, be good and don't make trouble." Chan Yi quickly grabbed An'er's hand.

An'er smiled at Doctor Hu with her big eyes blinking.

"This baby is so cute." Doctor Hu liked children the most. He stroked his white beard and said with a smile, "I am telling the truth. I have seen so many children from noble families. This little master is really the best. He is smart and beautiful. He will definitely be better than his father when he grows up."

As expected of an old doctor, he could tell at a glance that An'er was a boy. Chan Yi said softly, "Doctor Hu, please don't praise him. A little kid can't help but be praised. I just hope he grows up healthy and safe."

"Yes, yes, health and safety come first." Doctor Hu nodded thoughtfully, glanced at Pei Jin who was lying quietly on the bed, and sighed secretly.

Chan Yi left Yong'an Marquis Mansion when Pei Jin woke up again in the afternoon.

Although Pei Jin was very reluctant, he still agreed reluctantly. Seeing An'er waving her hands at him, Pei Jin felt happy and sad. An'er, dear, Daddy will definitely come to pick you and mom up and take you back home.

Chan Yi returned to the Duke Zhenguo's Mansion, had a sound sleep, and after waking up, was busy drawing the pattern of the wedding dress.

Because she had taken care of Pei Jin for two days, she still had some work to do. These were wedding dresses ordered by noble ladies in the capital. She dared not neglect them. Credit is the most important thing in doing business, not to mention that they were a new store.

In this way, several days of peace passed. That day, Prince Shun and Princess Qingyuan came to visit the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion.

Xiao Changfeng originally disagreed with Jingyou meeting his daughter alone in private, but with Princess Qingyuan's message, he had to agree.

Chan Yi received Jing You at Ting Yu Xuan.

Looking at the seemingly decadent Fourth Prince in front of him, Chan Yi was somewhat surprised. He had always been a high-spirited man, how could he become like this in just a few days?

"Cousin Qianqian," Jingyou touched his cheek and looked up at her with a playful expression, "Why, are you feeling sorry for me?"

"Your Highness just likes to joke. Please have some tea." Chan Yi said in a gentle voice. Qing He, who was standing beside him, brought a cup of osmanthus tea and slowly left the room.

"I will be returning to Jiangyin Prefecture tomorrow." Jingyou tilted his head slightly and stared at the clear tea in the white jade teacup, and said loudly, "Before I leave, I want to see you again."

"Your Highness, have a safe journey." Chan Yi smiled and placed a green mint leaf in his teacup.

Seeing that she looked normal in her purple dress, Jing You lowered his eyes and smiled self-deprecatingly: "I missed the chance in the end, Qian Qian, I want to ask you, if I had met you first, would you…"

Chan Yi looked at the teacup in front of her silently without saying anything. Some things and some people are not meant to be together, and she didn't want to tell white lies.

"I know you won't..." Jingyou shook his head and took out a jade hairpin from his body.

Chan Yi immediately realized that the jade hairpin was the one she had lost, but the head of the jade hairpin had become increasingly translucent and smooth, presumably because someone had been stroking it often. She suddenly felt a little complicated.

"Return the item to its original owner, Qianqian. Don't worry, I won't bother you anymore in the future." Jingyou smiled bitterly and placed the jade hairpin in Chanyi's palm.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Chan Yi's eyes were clear, and she finally nodded slightly to him with a grateful look. She knew that this was the best ending, and she was grateful.

"There is one more thing I want to tell you." Jingyou withdrew his gaze from Chanyi and said solemnly, "The Yong'an Marquis's Mansion is in turmoil. I hope you won't stand under the dangerous wall."

"Thank you, Your Highness, for telling me." Chan Yi's heart skipped a beat, but she didn't show it on her face. She just said respectfully.

"I'm leaving now, um..." Jingyou looked around, seeming to be hesitant to speak.

"Your Majesty, please speak directly."

"Um, can I see An'er again before I leave?" Jingyou asked in a low voice.

"How difficult is that? Qinghe, go and bring the young master over." Chanyi pursed her lips and smiled.

That smile was like a gentle blooming lotus, making Jingyou's heart beat a beat slower.

"What? Young master?" After a while, he realized the loophole in Chan Yi's words.

"My An'er has always been a little boy." Chan Yi blinked and smiled slyly.

"Is it a boy?" Jing You clapped his hands and laughed, "It turns out to be a boy, no wonder he is so naughty and cute, Pei Jin is really..."

Qinghe handed An'er to Chanyi's arms. The little guy blinked at the stranger for a long time and suddenly smiled.

"An'er remembers you." Chan Yi handed An'er to Jingyou.

"Really? An'er, do you still remember me?" Jingyou was surprised and happy. It turned out that little kids can still be affectionate.

"Ahhhhhh..." Little An'er hung on Jingyou's arm and swayed back and forth.

"Oh, An'er, you want to be lifted up high!" Jingyou smiled and lifted An'er up.

An'er's clear laughter rang out instantly, and Jingyou's heart was filled with the joy of reunion. He tried harder to lift the doll higher.

"That's enough, Your Majesty, put him down now." Chan Yi said to An'er who was giggling.

Only then did Jingyou reluctantly put An'er down.

"An'er is so good." He was reluctant to hand the child to Chanyi. Jingyou found it very strange. He clearly had a face similar to Pei Jin, but why was he so handsome, completely different from his annoying father.

"Your Highness, let me do it." Chan Yi stood up and hugged An'er.

"Qianqian, I'll take my leave now. If you and An'er encounter any difficulties in the future, please tell me and I will do my best to help you." Jingyou looked at the mother and son in front of him reluctantly. From now on, they will hardly meet again. He could only wish them all the best.

After sending the Fourth Prince away, Chan Yi sat at her desk, thinking about what he had just said. He said that the Yong'an Marquis's Mansion was in turmoil and asked her not to stand under the dangerous wall. Did he mean that he had heard the news? She didn't dare to think further.

Pei Jin secretly sent Xuan Bai to deliver a message the day before yesterday, saying that he had received the antidote that the old Taoist priest had found with great difficulty in the northern border, and that the toxins in his body had been completely eliminated, but he was still a little weak, so she didn't need to worry about him. During this period of time, he asked her to stay at home and not to visit him. If there was anything, he would send Xuan Bai to notify him.

Chan Yi had a vague feeling that something big was about to happen. But as the eldest daughter of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion, she could only do her job well and not drag down the family. After all, as the mother family of the Queen and the Crown Prince, there were countless people watching them in secret.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye it is winter. Overnight, the leaves of the trees have all fallen off, and the whole view is bleak. The cicadas have already put on thick winter clothes.

During this period, the Yong'an Marquis Mansion had long been deserted, and Pei Jin and his mother seemed to have disappeared in the capital.

Chan Yi occasionally guessed from the words of her father and brother that Pei Jin's health had not improved. Although the Crown Prince cared for him very much, he eventually abandoned him and began to reuse other people.

Chan Yi pretended not to understand, but she felt very sad in her heart. Perhaps Pei Jin would become the scapegoat in the power struggle.