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

Pei Jin held her restless feet and carefully took off her socks. Her feet were frozen like ice.

"I'll do it myself." Chan Yi blushed a little, and her feet in his hands felt a little itchy. The past events between them suddenly emerged in her mind.

"Don't move, I'll cover it for you." Pei Jin didn't allow her to say anything and put her cold, white, tender feet close to his body. This action was so intimate.

"Don't... don't do this..." Chan Yi blushed. What was this? It was supposed to be just applying medicine, but now...

"Don't worry, it will be fine in a moment." Pei Jin raised his head, his dark eyes full of tenderness, "Chan Yi, don't be afraid, I won't do anything to you."

I felt a wave of warmth coming from the soles of my feet, and my frozen senses gradually returned.

Chan Yi lowered her head and said nothing. When she went out today, she had to wear men's clothes, so she just casually wore a pair of shoes. But she didn't expect the temperature outside to be so cold, and her feet had long been frozen and numb. She originally wanted to go back home immediately, so she just wore it casually and didn't tell her second brother. Unexpectedly, she was discovered by Pei Jin when she was standing there just now.

"Is An'er good?" Pei Jin saw that her feet were gradually warming up, so he spread out the quilt and let her sit in it. Then he stood up, poured warm water, took a cloth and carefully melted the black blood on Chanyi's palm. Thinking of that cute and smart meat ball, the corners of his lips curved slightly.

"Hmm." Chan Yi frowned slightly as she felt a tingling pain in her palm.

"It's time to wean him off the breast as soon as possible. There's no need to pamper a little boy like that. Unlike a young lady, she needs to be well pampered." Pei Jin concentrated on wiping away the dissolved blood carefully with a cotton swab.

"I will spoil him. I should spoil my own child myself. You are not allowed to have any ideas about him." Chan Yi pulled her hand back. An'er was brought up by her. She couldn't stand other people's nagging, not even Pei Jin.

"Okay, okay, then spoil him. All up to you. I'm just afraid that you're too tired. Don't worry, I have nothing to worry about An'er following you. Why should I snatch An'er from you?" Seeing the woman in front of him with raised eyebrows and a look as if she was about to get angry, Pei Jin's heart suddenly softened into a puddle of water and he quickly admitted his mistake.

"That's right. In the past, your happy marriage was broken up because of An'er." Chan Yi secretly complained in her heart and felt a little angry for some reason.

Pei Jin held Chan Yi's hand and gently smeared the ointment on her palm. Seeing that she looked a little angry, he thought she was afraid of pain, so he comforted her in a gentle voice: "It will hurt a little, just bear with it. Don't touch water when you go back. It will be fine in two days."

Seeing his serious look, Chan Yi snorted and decided not to bother with him anymore. Let the past be the past.

"Don't you have something to say to me?" Pei Jin leaned over, his eyes gentle, and half-embraced her body.

"You are not allowed to do this. I don't like it if you always touch me." Chan Yi frowned, "I just want to say thank you. Thank you for what you did last time."

"Chan Yi, you...why are you doing this? I am sincere to you. I swear I will treat you well all my life. It was all my fault in the past. Please give me a chance to atone for my sins." Pei Jin half-knelt on the bed and hugged her tightly in his arms.

"We... can't be together anymore." Chan Yi shook her head and slowly withdrew from his arms. "I've said it before, I'm not the right wife for you, and you're not my ideal husband either."

"Chan Yi, don't be so cold. Tell me, what should I do to make you accept me." Pei Jin pleaded in a low voice, his eyes full of thoughts. "I have already said that no matter you are Chan Yi or Qian Qian, you are the most ideal candidate for my wife. It's just that I didn't know it before, and I let you down. It's my fault, and I am willing to accept the punishment."

"Don't say such things. Some things are missed once they are missed. I've thought about it, and we should not meet again in the future. This will be fair to your future wife and my future husband." Chan Yi raised the corners of her lips and tried to smile, but in the end she couldn't.

"Chan Yi, do you think... do you think that there is nothing going on between me and the eldest lady of Marquis Wuyang's Mansion? Don't listen to their nonsense. There is nothing wrong between her and me. Chan Yi, believe me!" Pei Jin suddenly remembered what Lin Yi had just said and said hurriedly.

Seeing Chan Yi didn't say anything, Pei Jin patted his head and said, "I was confused and didn't explain to you right away. Really, Chan Yi, I promise, I didn't touch a hair of hers. She was kidnapped just now, and I just did my job. I caught the two rebels, and the rest of the rescue of Miss Lu was done by my female secret guards. Really, if you don't believe me, I'll go get someone right now!"

He got out of bed in a panic, opened the door and was about to call for help.

"You...don't...let anyone see it!" Chan Yi couldn't help but shout.

"Okay, I didn't think it through." Pei Jin hurriedly closed the door. Seeing Chan Yi turned her head away and seemed to be crying, he panicked even more. He quickly climbed onto the bed, held her arm, and whispered in her ear, "Chan Yi, Chan Yi, I know I was wrong. If there is a next time, if Miss Lu gets into trouble again, I will never save her. I promise I won't do it again."

"It's up to you to save her or not. Am I such a vicious person? You don't have to report to me about your relationship with Miss Lu." Chan Yi sneezed and took out a handkerchief to cover her mouth, as if she had caught a cold.

"Chan Yi, you've caught a cold." Pei Jin touched her forehead and said, "Wait, I'll ask Mo Yan to make you a bowl of hot ginger soup. Drink it and it will definitely make you better."

Chan Yi ignored him, stretched her feet out from under the quilt and went to put on her socks.

"Don't go yet, the ginger soup will be ready soon, Mo Yan, Mo Yan..." Pei Jin stood up.

"If you call people again, I will really ignore you." Chan Yi said angrily. He called people in now and was not afraid of what others would think. Wasn't he trying to confirm the relationship between them?

"Chan Yi, I won't scream anymore. I'll listen to you. Don't ignore me. I'll come to see you at night, okay?" Pei Jin held her feet and looked at him pitifully. His expression was exactly the same as An'er's when she pretended to be pitiful after doing something wrong.

"No, I can't afford it. Hurry up and take out my socks." Chan Yi searched for her socks for a long time.

"Your socks are a little wet, wear mine instead." Pei Jin opened the cabinet beside the bed and took out thick cotton socks and put them on Chan Yi's slender, white and tender feet.

"It's a little big, but it doesn't matter." Pei Jin carefully tied the strap for her.

"I'm leaving." Chan Yi stretched out her feet to put on her shoes.

"Put on my shoes first, dear." Pei Jin held her feet without giving her any explanation, took off her suede boots, and put them on her feet. "They are a little big, but I will carry you to the carriage later."

"No, I don't want to wear your shoes and make people laugh at me." Chan Yi refused to give in and pulled her feet out of the warm boots that carried his body temperature.

"I have other shoes to wear." Pei Jin saw her shy look and put his arm around her slender waist, "Be good, I'll take you home right away."

He stood up, took out another pair of boots from under the bed and put them on. He walked out the door and called out, "Mo Yan, prepare the car."

"Prince, Prince, those two rebels have revealed the hiding place of other rebels!" Mo Yan shouted excitedly outside the door.