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

"Prince, you're awake. Would you like some water?" Chan Yi asked softly.

Seeing the man staring at her without blinking, she suddenly felt a little shy.

"What time is it?" Pei Jin asked softly.

"It's past midnight, Young Master. You've slept for a long time. Is your headache better now?" Chan Yi said softly, placing An'er in her arms next to him and getting up to pour some water.

Unexpectedly, someone grabbed her sleeve and she looked back at him in surprise.

"Let me see your hand." Pei Jin's voice was still hoarse as if he had just woken up from a long sleep. When it sounded in Su Chanyi's ears, she felt a different kind of sexiness, and her ears turned slightly red unconsciously.

"Prince, my hand is much better now." Su Chanyi lowered her head slightly and rubbed her swollen and painful hand unconsciously.

"Let me see." The man took her hand stubbornly and looked at her palm first. The redness and swelling on her palm had faded for the most part. He then carefully rolled up her sleeves. The finger marks had turned purple and black, and seemed to be even more severe.

"This won't do. Why is it so swollen? Does it hurt?" Pei Jin frowned.

"Fortunately, I have good skin. Her nails scratched my skin, so it looks a little scary." Su Chanyi gently broke free from his hand and asked softly, "After applying the ointment tomorrow, the swelling should go down quickly."

"I should have let Mo Yan follow me into the palace. As soon as the sun rises, I will let Mo Yan go to the palace to get the ointment." Pei Jin was a little annoyed. He was just giving himself a headache and not thinking things through.

The baby lying next to him suddenly smacked his lips. In the dark night, the sound was extremely loud.

Pei Jin turned his head to look at him. The little baby pursed his lips and smacked his lips. A single dimple faintly appeared on his cheek, making him even more adorable.

"What's going on with him? Is he hungry?" Pei Jin asked curiously.

"You're dreaming. All babies are like this. I'll feed him later." Chan Yi felt a little embarrassed. It was always shy to talk about breastfeeding with a man.

"Feed An'er, you can go back to sleep too." Pei Jin saw that there were some dark circles under her eyes, and somehow he felt reluctant to let her go.

"No, Madam told me to stay with you tonight." Chan Yi said, pouring a glass of water and handing it to Pei Jin, "Prince, drink some water before going to bed. Have a good sleep, and you will be refreshed tomorrow and your headache will no longer occur."

Pei Jin touched his temple. The headache had eased a lot, but he still felt a little dizzy. If he drank some medicinal wine, he would get better faster. But forget it. There was only a small bottle of medicinal wine left, and he didn't dare to drink it all at once.

"Does it still hurt?" Chan Yi saw him touching his temple, thinking that his head must still hurt a little. "I have a chrysanthemum scented bag in my purse, which can wake up the brain and remove impurities. Do you want to try it, my lord?"

"Chrysanthemum sachet?" Pei Jin was a little surprised. How could there be so many things in the purse of this little maid? People who didn't know would think she opened a medicine shop.

Chan Yi took out a small sachet and placed it on Pei Jin's pillow. Pei Jin could only smell the faint fragrance of chrysanthemums, which seemed to be mixed with the scent of borneol.

"Where did all these come from?" Pei Jin asked with his eyes closed.

"Sir, I made these when I had nothing to do." She looked up, her eyes gentle. "I am uneducated, but I love making these little gadgets. I hang them next to An'er's cradle to attract him to grab them with his hands, and they can also repel mosquitoes for him."

Unexpectedly, this little concubine is quite good at taking care of children. Although Pei Jin has never taken care of a child, he thinks An'er is smarter than other six-month-old babies. She can giggle at people, reach out to grab things, look people in the eye, and babble.

Chan Yizi helped Pei Jin lie down, then took the baby out, changed his diaper and fed him.

But the little guy started to make a fuss again after eating a few bites. Pei Jin, who was in the inner room, heard it and said hurriedly, "Come in, it's dark outside. Is An'er afraid of the dark?"

Seeing An'er crying out of breath, Chanyi had no choice but to carry the baby into the inner room.

"Come, let me hug you." Pei Jin sat up and stretched out his hand.

The little baby just cried with his eyes closed.

"Is he not full? Can you feed him again?" Pei Jin saw that the child was crying loudly, and his head was nuzzling into Chan Yi's chest.

"I don't know either, but he stopped drinking after just a few sips." Chan Yi was also a little distressed. An'er had never been like this before. Could it be that he was frightened?

"Feed him again." Pei Jin said softly, "If he keeps crying, his voice will become hoarse."

"But this..." Chan Yi glanced at him, but she couldn't feed the baby in front of him, right? In ancient times, one had to open one's arms to feed the baby, even though she was wearing a jacket and skirt for breastfeeding.

Pei Jin seemed to see her dilemma, so he turned around and fell asleep with his head facing inward.

Chan Yi gritted her teeth, slowly opened her clothes and started to feed An'er.

An'er stopped crying at first, but after taking two deep breaths, she started crying again.

"An'er, dear boy, what's wrong with you?" Chan Yi was frantically trying to coax the child.

"Are you...are you..." Pei Jin turned around, sat up and stared at her seriously.

"What's wrong with me?" Chan Yi felt that this person was really weird. What did it have to do with her if the baby didn't drink milk?

"I didn't seem to hear the gurgling sound of drinking milk just now." Pei Jin said in a rough voice with a red face.

He himself found it incredible that a nobleman could say such words. How could a man who had accomplished great things be so fussy? If people knew about it, they would laugh their heads off. But this little concubine didn't understand, so what could he do? Who told him that his baby didn't have an experienced wet nurse?

Pei Jin's words immediately enlightened Su Chanyi. Damn! No wonder she didn't feel her milk swelling today.

"What should I do?" She cried as she looked at the man in front of her. "My An'er, I'm sorry for you. I made you hungry. No wonder you keep crying. Oh, I need to drink more water."

She put An'er in Pei Jin's arms and was about to pour water.

The little baby was suddenly placed in someone else's arms by his mother and had not yet come to his senses. He just lay there sucking.

"An'er, An'er, be good, daddy has no milk." Pei Jin held the baby in his arms, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. The word "daddy" called himself made ripples in his heart. This was his flesh and blood, and it was so cute and well-behaved.

"Be good, daddy will hug you." He touched the baby's chubby white arms, his heart felt soft and he felt a little regretful. He wished he was his own legitimate son.

When Su Chanyi heard him calling her daddy, her hands holding the kettle trembled, and she felt mixed emotions. Her An'er also had a daddy who loved him, but it was a pity that this child was destined to never have the love of his biological father in this life.

She picked up the teacup and took a few big gulps of water, praying in her heart that her milk would come soon.

Perhaps An'er's crying just now alarmed Mother Zhou, who was on duty next door, and she brought the little girl over to check.

"Chan Yi, what's wrong with the young master? Do you need my help?" Mother Zhou asked in a low voice.

"Mom, I..." Chan Yi opened the door to the outer room, "Mom, I have no milk. No wonder An'er keeps crying. What should I do?"

"Ah? Don't panic." Mother Zhou was startled and immediately turned her head to listen. An'er's crying had stopped. "What's wrong with the child?"

"The prince is holding him! Mom, what should we do? An'er only drinks my milk." Su Canyi was about to cry.