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

"Hey, Brother Pei, don't hide it from me." Lin Yi said with a playful smile, "Did you forget what happened in the Treasure Pavilion yesterday?"

"What does the Treasure Pavilion have to do with the princess?" Pei Jin turned his head away and ignored him.

"Hey, Brother Pei, I've seen the person, and you're still denying it! But I know that the princess did leave the palace incognito, haha..." Lin Yi's eyes were shining with gossip.

"What the hell are you doing?" Pei Jin said angrily, "How can Her Royal Highness allow you to spread rumors?"

"Brother Pei, no... tell me the truth. Wasn't the woman you were with yesterday Princess Qingyuan?" Lin Yi was really confused at this moment. He looked at Pei Jin suspiciously and said, "I'm not the only one who said this. There were other people who recognized the princess yesterday."

"Who?" Pei Jin asked with a frown.

"Li Zan's sister! I heard that Miss Li came home and cried for a long time, saying that she saw you. She felt that the woman looked familiar at first, and then she remembered that she looked like Princess Qingyuan, otherwise why would you spend a lot of money to buy the peacock hairpin. People said that except for her, who else can be worthy of this noble sapphire hairpin?" Lin Yi said with a beaming eyebrow, "I'm telling you, Brother Pei, this is what I happened to hear when Li Zan and Gu Qingfeng were complaining."

"Ridiculous!" Pei Jin's face darkened. If this word were to spread, not only would Princess Qing Yuan's reputation be affected, but the relationship between him and her would also become unclear.

"Really? Why do their figures and voices seem somewhat similar to mine? Damn it." Lin Yi was a little annoyed.

"You're not talking nonsense, are you?" Pei Jin felt an ominous feeling in his heart as he looked at Lin Yi with his head hung down.

"No...no...why would I say such nonsense?" Lin Yi said hesitantly, "Ah...it's a nice day today. By the way, Brother Pei, who is that young lady? She has skin as white as ice and snow, and she must be quite charming."

"You're getting more and more outrageous. Go and do your own thing, or you'll be scolded by His Highness again!" Pei Jin shook his head helplessly.

Lin Yi ran away with a wry smile.

Looking at his back, Pei Jin suddenly felt suspicious. He had once seen the shadow of Princess Qingyuan on Chan Yi for a moment, and it turned out that this was not just his illusion.

He shook his head and sighed. It was just a coincidence. The girls were about the same height and had similar voices. The princess and Chan Yi were completely different people. Thinking of the timid eyes and gentle and peaceful smile of the little concubine, Pei Jin's heart softened. How could such a helpless little girl be associated with the precious princess? It was ridiculous to think about it.

He calmed himself down, turned around and walked into the main hall. Today he had important matters to report to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

In the Bamboo Fragrance Garden, Chan Yi held An'er in her arms, fed him milk, changed his diaper, and played with him for a while. Then she put him in the cradle and rocked him gently to sleep.

Madam issued an order that Pei Yun was confined to her house, and she probably wouldn't be able to go out during this period of time. Chan Yi was overjoyed, but she was afraid that she would be too bold and do anything.

"Chan Yi, is An'er asleep?" Mother Zhou tiptoed in and sat down next to Chan Yi.

"Mom, he fell asleep." Chan Yi said softly, and picked up the needle and thread in the basket to make small clothes for An'er.

"This fabric is good, breathable and soft, suitable for little babies to wear." Mother Zhou touched the fabric and praised it.

"This was given by my wife. She said it was new material from Jiangnan." Chan Yi unfolded the cloth, touched the fine lines and said, "It is also suitable for making underwear."

"I think we should make two sets for the prince, so he can wear them at night and they are comfortable and breathable." Mother Zhou said to herself, "But my eyesight has not been very good these past two days."

"Mom, please stop worrying, I'll do it." Chan Yi glanced at Mother Zhou and said, "It won't take long to make two sets."

"That's good, that's good. I made all the underwear for our grandpa since he was a child. He used to be as small as An'er and very well-behaved." Mother Zhou leaned over to take a look at the sleeping baby and a smile appeared on his face.

Chan Yi nodded silently. An'er really looked like him. His eyebrows, nose and mouth were very similar. Only his pair of black almond eyes were like his own.

"Chan Yi, don't blame me for being nosy. In two days, the mansion will hold a lotus banquet, and the prince's marriage will be decided soon." Mother Zhou said in a gentle voice, "I know the prince treats you well, and you have An'er, but... hey, have you thought about yourself?"

"Mom, things will work out when the time comes. Some things are not up to me to decide." Chan Yi stopped sewing and smiled, "Mom, let's take care of the present first."

Thinking back to when she helped this gentleman get up this morning, he insisted on helping her comb her hair. As he was combing his hair, this dog man became unsatisfied again. He put his lips to her ear, hooked his hands around her waist, pressed her against the dressing table and whispered, "Chan Yi, if you like, I can help you comb your hair every day, okay?"

Chan Yi knew that he was just in a whim, so she said shyly and angrily to the handsome face in the bronze mirror: "You are so busy, my lord, how dare I trouble you to comb my hair."

They are not married, why do they comb their hair? It is just a hobby between men and women.

"How could that be? I still have to help Chanyi tie her hair in the future. Can I put that jade hairpin on you?" Pei Jin's lips lingered on the corner of her slightly pouting lips, and his hands had already dishonestly unbuttoned her collar.

"Stop, it's itchy..." Chan Yi tried to push him away, but he pressed her hands under her body. The collar of her shirt was lifted up on her chest, revealing a large area of ​​plump, fair skin.

Pei Jinqi came up to her, his cascading black hair cushioning her body. In the misty fragrance, his love was rippling, and a pair of mandarin ducks embracing each other were reflected in the bronze mirror.

"Prince, it's too late." Chan Yi bit her lip and whispered softly.

“No hurry…” Pei Jin looked at her fair skin stained red, her eyes tightly closed and trembling slightly, her delicate appearance of wanting to cry but not crying, and finally he picked her up with pity.

"Chan Yi, we have a long way to go." He held her in his arms, stroking her soft black hair with his hands, and loved her fragility and forbearance.

"Prince." Chan Yi blushed and hurriedly covered her clothes, thinking that this bastard was still rational, otherwise it would be too late to pay her respects in the main courtyard.

She was thinking about what happened in the morning when the embroidery needle suddenly pierced her finger.

"Shh..." Chan Yi looked down and saw a bead of blood oozing out of the middle finger of her left hand.

"Chan Yi, why are you so careless? Let me take a look." Mother Zhou said anxiously.

"Mom, it's okay, I just pricked my finger." She wiped the blood off her finger with a handkerchief and put it in her mouth. She suddenly felt a little panicked and felt that something was going to happen.

Inside the Lanyue Palace, Princess Qingyuan listened to the secret guard's report, a hint of surprise showing on her jade-like face.

"You said that woman and he rode back home in the same carriage?" she asked in a low voice.