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

Bullshit! What a lousy charity! I don't want to be your aunt. I thought it was some great favor. It's better to give me money.

Chan Yi was so angry that she really wanted to punch this hateful man. This man really thought he was popular. But when she thought of Zi Wan who was wearing gauze to flatter her, she had to admit that this man still had a market, and she couldn't help but feel a little discouraged.

"Come here." The man reached out and wanted to hold her delicate hand.

"Prince." Chan Yi suppressed the anger in her heart, walked up to him shyly, looked at his back, clenched her fist and hit him hard to vent her anger.

"Is this strength good?" she said in a delicate voice, a triumphant smile on her face, her hands waving wildly, hitting his strong shoulders and back.

Pei Jin narrowed his eyes slightly, enjoying her patting his back from behind. She patted very hard at first, but gradually she slowed down. As expected, she was a girl, delicate and weak, without any strength at all. He smiled slightly and thought, never mind, this feeling was pretty good.

Su Chanyi bared her teeth behind him, and hit his back hard with all her strength, but gradually she lost her strength.

She exhaled, and found that this person actually enjoyed it, which made her even angrier. She looked at her hands that were sore from hitting them, and rubbed them aggrievedly.

"What's wrong?" Pei Jin turned around immediately when he saw her stop moving. In the dark shadows behind her, he could still keenly see the tears in her eyes.

"Your hand hurts?" Pei Jin reached out to hold Chan Yi's hand, but she avoided him calmly.

"My Lord, I am weak." Chan Yi muttered in a low voice, stepped forward and said, "How about I grind ink for you?"

Pei Jin noticed that the knuckles on the back of her hand were a little red, so he grabbed her hand and held it.

"Why is it so delicate?" He looked at her in confusion. His hand was hurt after just tapping her for a short while. How delicate must her skin be?

"Prince, ever since she became pregnant with An'er, Madam has not allowed me to do any rough work, so I have become accustomed to a life of luxury." Chan Yi said in a low voice.

At that time, the prince had just disappeared, and she suddenly found out that she was pregnant. The marquis's wife was surprised and happy, and she didn't let her do any work, just hoping that she could give birth to the child smoothly.

"Forget it. It's hard for you to raise An'er." Pei Jin paused his eyes on her hand.

It was a sincere word, Chan Yi thought to herself. She took the ink on the desk and started grinding it. She had studied calligraphy under the guidance of her grandfather since she was a child, so grinding ink was a piece of cake for her.

Pei Jin watched her standing under the lamp, grinding ink skillfully, his eyes deep. He wondered how many things about this little concubine he didn't know.

"Can you write?" he asked suddenly.

"My Lord, I don't know how to do it." Chan Yi lowered her head and spoke in a sad voice, "I was kidnapped and raised at home. My mother hired someone to teach the older sisters how to play the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. I served tea and water and also ground ink for them."

Pei Jin nodded, and his eyes softened when he looked at her.

"Do you still remember where you live?" he asked in a deep voice.

Chan Yi shook her head and said blankly: "I was still young at that time and I don't remember anything."

Neither of them spoke, only the squeaking sound of grinding could be heard.

"Prince, Mo Yan is ready. The weather is hot, so let me fan you." She smiled, took the folding fan placed by the door and slowly fanned Pei Jin.

For a moment, a gentle cool breeze blew slowly, and the room was filled with the fragrance of lemongrass. Pei Jin tried to concentrate on flipping through the documents in his hand, but the faint smell of milk and citrus coming from the person next to him made him feel unwell.

The work at hand was not finished yet, and if he let her stay here any longer, he was afraid that she would not be able to do anything.

"You..." He turned his head to look at her, "Why don't you go back tonight."

"Master, you should go to bed early. I will go back first." Su Chanyi squatted down and saluted, secretly happy in her heart. God knows how nervous she was just now.

Seeing her put down her fan and disappear at the door like a little rabbit, Pei Jin's lips curled slightly. She was indeed an interesting girl. With her to entertain him in the future, perhaps his life would be more leisurely and elegant.

He sighed, opened the book and continued reading.

The next morning, it was raining heavily, and Su Chanyi carried An'er to the main house.

"Chan Yi, the prince has gone. Here, this is the silver he left for you." Mother Zhou said with a smile, "He said it was a reward for you."

"Really?" Su Canyi's eyes lit up when she saw the silver. It seemed that her wholehearted service to him last night was worth it.

"Of course it's true." Mother Zhou said angrily, "The prince said that your lemongrass essential oil is very effective in repelling mosquitoes, so he asked you to make a few more bottles when you have time."

"Oh..." Su Chanyi hung her head, feeling a little unhappy for a moment. What kind of reward was this? She had to use the silver she was given to buy herbs, and there wasn't much left.

"Silly girl, these are for you to make lemongrass essential oil, and these are rewards for you." Mother Zhou tapped her nose and said, "The prince is not a stingy person. He clearly distinguishes rewards and punishments. If you serve him well, I won't let you down."

Looking at the two bags of silver that Mother Zhou picked up from the table, they were very heavy, probably about twenty or thirty taels each, right?

That's about right. She muttered to herself while holding the baby. If he was really so generous, she would take advantage of these two months to get more money. She could save a lot of money.

"Look at you, you are so happy! By the way, what happened last night? Why did the prince suddenly send Zhusha and the others back? He just said that he didn't need a big maid to serve him, and that he would transfer a few smart little maids to do the rough work tomorrow. Only you and I are allowed to take care of the affairs in the room." Mother Zhou frowned and said, "I don't know how to tell the lady about this."

Su Chanyi certainly knew why, but it was difficult for her to say anything about it. She was not his legal wife, so why would she care about so many things? Besides, she didn't want to offend anyone.

This kind of man is naturally attractive to many women, especially the maids, who all want to climb into bed and get further favor. What's more, there is a concubine Liu in the mansion, who is their role model.

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Since Pei Jin left that morning, it has been raining heavily for several days, from day to night, without stopping for a moment. And Pei Jin has not returned home for several days.

Chan Yi held An'er in her arms and looked at the rising level of the lotus pond, worrying that there might be a flood.

Mother Zhou came in from the garden gate holding an oil-paper umbrella. Seeing her looking at the white lake in a daze with a worried look on her face, she shook her head and said, "Go in quickly. It's raining heavily. Hey, I heard that there's a flood in the suburbs of Beijing."

"I wonder how long this rain will end?" Chan Yi looked up at the gray sky.

"Are you worried about the prince? It's okay. I heard from Madam that there are many victims of the flood in the suburbs of Beijing. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince attaches great importance to it. He has been taking the prince and others to the disaster relief area in recent days. He should be back soon." Mother Zhou saw that Chan Yi had a sad face and thought she was worried about Pei Jin, so she quickly comforted her in a low voice.