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

Chan Yi knew very well that Lu Jingqiu was a very smart person. She must have associated a lot of things with the peacock hairpin, but she was not afraid at all. If she dared to ruin her reputation, she would definitely make her outsmart herself.

The days that followed were peaceful and everything went smoothly for Chanyi. She had visibly gained some weight, becoming more charming.

On weekdays, Pei Jin always gave in to her and treated her like a treasure. Her mother-in-law had nothing to say about her, and Xiao An'er gradually became sensible. Her parents' home was next door, and Chan Yi would take Xiao An'er to visit her father and mother from time to time, and her life was particularly comfortable.

Although her mother-in-law said that she didn't need to worry about the household affairs of Wu'an Mansion, Chanyi still took the initiative to help her mother-in-law manage the affairs of the mansion, and everything in the mansion was managed by her in order.

The managers of the several dowry shops under her name are all well-trained, so she doesn't have to worry about daily matters.

Spring is here, and the peach blossoms in the yard are blooming. Little An'er can already call daddy and mommy, and he is growing more and more lovely. Chan Yi has made up her mind to stop breastfeeding him. Now he follows his grandmother every day, and Old Lady Wang is so happy that she praises her grandson for his cleverness whenever she meets someone.

Chan Yi sometimes secretly taught him how to count, and he learned very quickly, which made Chan Yi feel a sense of accomplishment.

The only thing that made her feel overwhelmed was that Pei Jin was becoming more and more shameless. He read some strange books from somewhere and always wanted to drag her to study with him. Sometimes he would stay up for half the night, which made her so angry that she wanted to kick him off the bed.

But he got up at dawn every day and looked more energetic, which made her feel even more angry.

That day, Chan Yi was drawing wedding dress patterns at her desk. Now her wedding dress shop has become the favorite shop for noble ladies in Beijing. Every family with a daughter getting married will go to their shop early to order custom-made clothes. If they go too late, they will have no choice but to sigh in despair, because their orders have been scheduled for three months later.

As for the news that these samples were drawn by Chan Yi herself, Shopkeeper Zhang was always tight-lipped and never said a word. Therefore, no one in the capital knew about this. Except for Chan Yi's maids and Madam Zhou, even Madam Wang and Pei Jin thought that Chan Yi just liked to draw patterns and embroidered them when she was free.

The two of them often advised Chan Yi not to work too hard, and that these things could be done by the maids.

At this moment, Chanyi was thinking hard about designing a wedding dress with spring scenery as the main theme using peach blossom elements, when she heard Qinghe coming to report that his wife had arrived.

Chan Yi got up quickly to greet her. Her mother often came to see her, so she was not surprised.

Mrs. Lin came in angrily, and when she saw Chan Yi, she hugged her and cried. Chan Yi was so scared that she tried to comfort her, and she stammered and told her the rumors in the streets in the past few days.

She also said that if it weren't for Xiao Yuan's proposal for marriage, the other party, Lady Gaoyang Hou, told her hesitantly, and she would still be kept in the dark.

The wife of Marquis Gaoyang said that there were rumors spreading suddenly these days, with people in taverns and teahouses saying that Pei Jin's wife, Lady Ning Xin, was Pei Jin's former concubine, and their child, An'er, was originally a concubine's eldest son. Because Pei Jin had been injured on the battlefield and could no longer have children, they had to ask the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion to adopt this little concubine as their own daughter, just to give the concubine the status of a legitimate son, so that he could inherit the title legitimately.

It was also said that the eldest daughter of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion had either died of illness or gone missing more than ten years ago. Because the little concubine looked a bit like the eldest daughter, Mrs. Lin loved her daughter dearly, so she was deceived by Pei Jin's words. The queen was also deceived. This woman was originally the lowest slave, who could not read a single word, and relied on her delicate appearance to seduce men.

"Qianqian, what do you think we should do? Pei Jin has been sent out of town by His Majesty these past two days, and he might not know about this yet. I plan to ask your eldest brother to send someone to inform him and ask him to come back quickly. Otherwise, who knows if more outrageous words will be spread." Mrs. Lin said while covering half of her face with anger as she felt her teeth ache.

"Mother, you don't have to worry. I know the situation well." Chan Yi sneered and said, "You don't have to ask my eldest brother to go find Pei Jin. If he rushes back to the capital, it will confirm the matter."

"Then what do you say we should do? I just told your mother-in-law, and she was so angry that she said she would go to the palace to ask the Queen to make a decision for you." Madam Lin frowned and said, "These people really want the world to be in chaos. Your father has already asked someone to find out where the rumor first came from. I'm sure there will be news in two days."

"Mother, don't worry, I know what's going on. The more we pay attention to this matter, the happier the person who started it will be. Let father investigate it, and there's no need to do anything else for now." Chan Yi used a handkerchief to wipe away the tears from the corners of Mrs. Lin's eyes.

"Qianqian, are you really okay?" Mrs. Lin asked in surprise.

"It's okay, mother. I've been closing the door to visitors these days, so I can have a good rest." Chan Yi said with a smile, "Since I got married, I've had too many social interactions. Those who want to get close to our mansion come to the mansion every day to hand in their invitations. After all, I'm the wife of the marquis, so it's not right for me to not see them."

"My dear Qianqian, you are so tired. No wonder you look a little pale." Mrs. Lin touched her daughter's face with pity. "You were obviously a little fatter a few days ago, why are you thinner these days?"

"Mom, isn't it?" Chan Yi leaned on her mother's arms and said, "My daughter has obviously gained some weight, so you must have seen it wrong."

"That's good, that's good." Madam Lin burst into laughter. "Since you got married, I've seen Shen Zhi and your mother-in-law really have nothing to say about you. Even your father, who is afraid that you will suffer the slightest injustice, is convinced."

"It's because you live next door and support our daughter." Chan Yi also smiled.

She remembered that just a few days after her wedding, her father urged her brothers to come over whenever they had time, fearing that she would not be used to living in the Pei family. Her mother even asked the kitchen to cook her favorite dishes and pastries and send them to her.

"You..." Mrs. Lin also recalled the past and couldn't help laughing. The mother and daughter immediately forgot about the bad things that happened just now and laughed happily.

"Ugh..." Chan Yi suddenly felt nauseous in her throat and quickly covered her mouth with a handkerchief.

"Oh, Chanyi, what's wrong with you? Madam Zhou, Madam Zhou, quickly bring a glass of water to the girl so she can rinse her mouth." Mrs. Lin panicked and quickly stood up and shouted outside.

Mother Zhou came in hurriedly, holding a cup of tea.

"Girl, do you feel uncomfortable in your stomach?" She looked up at Chan Yi and asked cautiously.

"It's okay. I'll just take a pill to regulate my qi and nourish my stomach. Maybe I ate too much greasy food in the past few days." Chan Yi rinsed her mouth, patted her chest and said, "I've always felt a little uncomfortable in my stomach these past two days, and there's a surge of gas coming up from my throat from time to time."

"Chan Yi, what could this be?" Mrs. Lin asked with a frown.

"No, no, mother, what are you thinking about? My daughter's stomach has been stuffy for the past two days. I think her period is coming." Chan Yi shook her head repeatedly, thinking that her mother must be thinking wrongly and thinking that she is pregnant. This is impossible, right?

"When is the girl's period supposed to come?" Mrs. Lin paused for a moment and turned to look at Mother Zhou.