roccoschili Chapter 150 He is my son
Chapter 150 He is my son
The chief steward personally led the way, and four servants helped Wang Weiyuan and Qin Shijun into a secluded and unique courtyard one after another.
The two servants supporting Wang Weiyuan went in first. Not far behind them, the two servants supporting Qin Shijun were about to follow them into the courtyard gate, but were stopped by the chief steward: "Young Master Qin, Young Master Qin?"
The butler came close to Qin Shijun and called out twice tentatively. Qin Shijun lowered his head and said "hmm" in a muffled voice.
The butler whispered again, "Master Qin, there aren't enough beds here. How about I arrange for you to stay in the courtyard next door?"
This time there was no response for a long time. Qin Shijun lowered his head and never raised it again. Listening carefully, he could hear a slight snoring sound coming from his nose.
This is completely drunk!
The head steward felt relieved and ordered the servant who was supporting him, "Follow me and move Young Master Qin to the next courtyard. I will report to the Madam in person later."
The servant nodded respectfully, helped Qin Shijun turn around, and followed the butler to another small courtyard nearby. He put Qin Shijun on the couch, took off his boots, and covered him with a thin blanket.
Seeing that everything had been arranged, the butler nodded with satisfaction to the two servants: "Okay, I'll be here, you can go down!"
The two servants responded and went out.
After the butler saw the servant leave, he calmly called someone over: "This is the seventh young master of the Qin Mansion. Please take care of him for a while. I'll be back soon."
The man nodded and waited aside.
The butler stepped out of the yard and walked quickly towards the lady's Yixin Courtyard.
The Marquis's wife was absent-mindedly talking to Jin Chu and Qin Yanran at this time. When she heard the butler's report, she hurried out.
Before the butler entered the house, he met the marquis's wife who was leaving, and the two whispered for a while in the yard.
After a while, the Marquis's wife instructed the maids around her: "You two go take care of the drunk Ajun."
Jin Chu was stunned. Qin Shijun was drunk?
What about Wang Weiyuan who was with him?
Is she also drunk or is she taking care of Qin Shijun?
She wasn't sure about others, but Wang Weiyuan was always well-planned. Today was his first time entering the Marquis of Jingchuan's Mansion. Logically, he should be careful at all times and not let himself get drunk, right?
She was still pondering when she saw the Marquis' wife return from the doorway. Seeing the unconscious girls still chatting and laughing contentedly in the room, she instructed Yanran, "Yanran, you and Jin'er should go to Huaizhen's courtyard and rest for a while! There are a few drunk young people in the front yard. I'll go to the guest room to make arrangements. I'll come to Huaizhen Courtyard to meet you when I return later."
Naturally, all three of them responded. Jin Chu looked at the Marquis's wife, whose face was still nervous and excited despite her best efforts to conceal it, and his eyes couldn't help but flash.
Ever since I stepped into the Jingchuan Marquis Mansion today, I felt that the Marquis' wife was inexplicably excited, nervous and excited. What could have caused the gentle and calm Marquis' wife to show such a complicated expression?
Thinking of this, she finally couldn't help but ask, "Aunt, are Brother Qin and Brother Wang drunk today? If so, Yanran and I will go with you to the front yard so we can take care of the two brothers."
Hearing this, the Marquis's wife stiffened slightly, then smiled again, "Ajun and Ayuan were having a good time today and did drink a few more sips. They've just been carried to the guest house by the servants to rest. I came here just to check on them and bring them some sobering soup. Drunk people are unsightly, and there are too many people in the mansion, so I won't bother you two girls! You go and rest with Huaizhen. I'll pick you up when I'm done with my business."
After saying that, he gently nudged Jin Chu's shoulder affectionately and urged, "I'm here, so you can go and rest in peace. I promise to take good care of your two brothers."
Qin Yanran, standing by, smiled heartlessly and comforted Jin Chu, "Sister Jin'er, we're at my aunt's house. It's okay for Seventh Brother and Big Brother Wang to be drunk. I don't want to take care of drunken men. Anyway, my aunt is here, so don't worry! Let's go to Huaizhen's room and take a nap!"
"Go, go!" The Marquis's wife urged with a smile, "Once you leave, I can go see your brothers."
Even if Jin Chu was unwilling, he had no choice but to follow Qin Yanran.
After the three girls were admitted to the hospital, the Marquis’ wife immediately called her trusted maid, Wan, and said, “Mom, let’s go and take a look.”
She spoke each word heavily and slowly, as if she was running towards an unknown answer.
Madam Wan supported Madam Hou and coaxed her in a low voice, "Madam, don't worry. This old servant will go with you."
The Marquis's wife tightly grasped the hand of the old lady beside her, nodded, and walked forward with big strides.
Arriving at the gate of the courtyard, the Marquis's wife ordered the maidservants who followed her, "Guard the gate. No one except the Marquis is allowed to come in."
Then she took Mother Wan into the west wing.
There was no one in the room except the child.
Perhaps because he was too intoxicated, the child had his eyes closed and his face no longer had the usual respectfulness. At this moment, he lay quietly on the couch like a drunk jade mountain.
The Marquis's wife took two steps closer to the couch and smelled a faint scent of alcohol, which showed that the child must have drunk a lot of alcohol today.
Even though he was so drunk, apart from his slightly heavier breathing, he lay there quietly and well-behaved, without groaning or getting carried away.
Mrs. Hou couldn't help but sigh in her heart, what a good child!
Seeing that Madam was staring at the young man on the couch without taking any action for a long time, Madam Wan could not help but urge him, "Madam, check on him quickly while he is still unconscious!"
The Marquis' wife finally came to her senses and said repeatedly, "Yes, yes, mother reminded me."
She only responded with her mouth, and when she reached out to touch the child, she hesitated: "Mom, Mom."
There was pleading and nervousness in her eyes. Mother Wan knew that she had too much hope, so when she got there, she felt timid and didn't dare to act.
Then he said, "Madam, please go away. Let me come here!"
The Marquis' wife quickly stepped back, and Mother Wan stepped forward and softly called out "Young Master Wang" a few times. The young man on the couch was unconscious and motionless.
She then bent down and reached out to the young man's cotton socks, which he had not taken off. After pulling off the socks, the young man's smooth feet were exposed.
The Marquis's wife leaned forward and saw two small red moles on the soles of the young man's fair feet.
Mrs. Hou's tears immediately burst out: "Mom, there is a mole!"
Mother Wan smiled and nodded, but she still did not forget the main business: "Well, this old slave has seen it. Let's go and see my brother's other birthmark."
As they were talking, footsteps were heard outside the door. The master and servant suddenly became nervous. Turning back, they saw Jingchuan Hou striding towards them. He also smelled of alcohol, his cheeks were red, and he didn't even bother to wipe the beads of sweat hanging on his forehead. He asked, "How is it? Did you see it?"
Mrs. Hou motioned him to go forward and look at the soles of Wang Weiyuan's feet.
When he saw the two small red moles, Jingchuan Hou, who usually kept his emotions to himself, also showed an expression of surprise.
Mother Wan carefully reminded: "Don't worry, my lord. We haven't checked our son's birthmark yet!"
Lord Jingchuan stepped forward and said, "I'll do it!"
As he spoke, he reached out and untied the belt on the young man's chest, then unbuttoned his outer robe, revealing the snow-white undergarment underneath. When he was only one step away from lifting the clothes to see the truth, Marquis Jingchuan hesitated to take action.
"My Lord Marquis?" the Marquis's wife urged.
Marquis Jingchuan gritted his teeth secretly, closed his eyes, then quickly opened them again, reached out and lifted up the inner garment, revealing a large area of the young man's thin but not frail chest. Less than three inches below his left breast was a brown birthmark the size of a soybean.
"My son! My Qing'er!"
The Marquis's wife stepped forward and threw herself down in front of the couch, tears streaming down her face.
Marquis Jingchuan fixed his eyes on the young man's face, and tears welled up in his eyes.