Wang Junwei drank a little wine at this time, and he was already in a hurry, anxious to find his little concubine, how could he have the heart to deal with his daughter Yiyi.

He gently pulled out the robe that Yi Yi was holding in his hand, and said a little impatiently: "If you can't sleep, let the princess in the house sleep with you, Daddy still has something to do, so ...... first."

As he spoke, he turned and took a step to leave.

"Cousin," Zhao Tingyi stretched out his hand and pressed Wang Junwei's shoulder, with a serious expression, "Brother thinks, you should accompany Yiyi tonight, woman......"

Before he finished speaking, Wang Junwei had already interrupted him, and explained with a bitter face: "Cousin, don't you know, although my little concubine looks delicate, she has a big temper, if I don't accompany her tonight, she will be able to make trouble for me." ”

"Hey, don't talk about it, I have to hurry up and accompany her, let's go......"

Seeing Wang Junwei's hurried steps and leaving quickly, Zhao Ting also sighed helplessly and looked at Yiyi with a disappointed face.

After taking a closer look, Zhao Ting found that Yiyi seemed to have expected this result, but her face was full of thoughts at her young age, and Zhao Ting couldn't help but feel a sense of pity when she saw it.

He wanted to say that he would let Yiyi go to the Zhao Mansion with him and coax her to sleep by himself, but considering that there were differences between men and women, especially in this ancient world, there was a great defense between men and women, and this kind of thing was really difficult to say, so he had to give up.

"Yiyi," Zhao Ting squatted down and grabbed Yiyi's fleshy little hand, "Remember what Uncle Zhao told you, that "teardrop", you have to carry it with you. ”

Yi Yi nodded lightly and said, "Yi Yi remembered, thank you Uncle Zhao." ”

"Well, it's not too early, let Mama take you to bed. Seeing that the old lady who took care of Yiyi in the palace had been waiting for a long time, Zhao Ting didn't want to say more, "Have a good dream." ”

When the old lady heard this, she came over and took Yi Yi into her arms.

"Goodbye, Uncle Zhao. ”

"Well, goodbye Yiyi. ”

......

......

When the dinner party was completely over and the people had gone to cool down, it was already completely dark.

Perhaps it is the reason for the "Tie Rope Festival", the sky is beautiful, and the bright moon above the head is a rare consummation, shining on the earth, swaying with silver-white moonlight.

Wang fu.

Southwest Courtyard.

The colorful ropes at the railing in front of the courtyard had not been removed at this time, and two dim yellow lanterns hung on the beams and pillars of the roof, emitting a dim light outward, reflecting the shadow of a large house in the courtyard.

The main wing room in the courtyard.

An old woman dressed in gray coarse cloth and hunched over her waist took a fire fold and lit a dark gold incense burner in a corner of the room, which was carved in the shape of a dragon's mouth, and was slowly filling the light fragrance outside, inviting people to sleep peacefully.

The old lady turned around again, took two steps, and put down the pink tent next to the soft collapse in the center of the room.

"Miss, the incense is already lit," the old lady whispered to Yi Yi on the bed, "it's time to sleep." ”

Yiyi, who was on the bed, heard the old mother's urging, took her arm out of the quilt, looked a little uneasy, and begged: "Mama Wang, can you sleep with Yiyi tonight?"

The old lady smiled, and the layers of folds on her face were squeezed together.

The young lady laughed. The old body is a subordinate, you are a young lady, there is a difference between dignity and inferiority, and you cannot transgress it. Saying that, the old lady gently put Yiyi's arm into the quilt, "Miss and rest assured, the old body has been guarding outside all night, if you have anything, just call directly." ”

Yi Yi opened her mouth and wanted to say something more, but the old lady had already turned around, walked to the door, and gently blew out the candle flame in the room.

Immediately it went dark.

"Miss, sleep in peace. ”

The old lady comforted her, walked out of the room, and closed the door.

The room suddenly became silent, except for the faint smell of incense.

The splendid curtains in front of the carved window were also put down by the old lady when she was leaving, and even the moonlight outside the window was seamless.

Darkness, secluded darkness.

Yiyi, who was lying flat on the soft collapse, couldn't help curling up her body, clutching the corner of the quilt in her hand, and turned around.

Half a day.

Yi Yi pulled the quilt and turned in another direction, her eyes opened and closed from time to time, listening intently to the movement in the house, tossing and turning, and unable to sleep for a long time.

Uncle Zhao said that he should carry the "teardrops" with him. For some reason, Yi Yi's mind suddenly remembered the words that Zhao Ting had instructed him before leaving.

She couldn't help touching her heart: "Ah, where's the teardrop?"

"Here it is. ”

got up and took the wooden box that the old lady placed on the mahogany cabinet next to the bed in his hand, opened it, and held the "merman teardrop" in the box, which was comparable to the light of the night pearl, tightly in the palm of his left hand, and Yi Yi lay down.

I don't know if it's an illusion, as soon as this "merman teardrop" is in hand, Yiyi feels that his body seems to be a lot cooler, well, there is an extremely reassuring aura on the "teardrop".

This magical but real feeling completely relaxed Ii, who hadn't slept a single peaceful sleep for two days in a row.

With the smell of incense emanating from the house, Yi Yi soon fell asleep, and the sound of soft, rhythmic breathing gradually sounded in the room.

......

I don't know how long it took, but the sky outside the house was already dark and deep.

However, the room suddenly became cold.

It's Mayday, but the temperature inside the house has dropped to freezing in a moment, like the dawn of winter.

"Cool sneer...... Cool ......"

Under the soft collapse in the wing, a shrill murmur slowly appeared, the sound was inaudible at first, and finally changed from small to loud, and slowly became heavy.

It looks like a rat is hiding under the bed and gnawing on wood and grinding its teeth, or like an invisible hand rubbing against the bed.

"Cool sneer...... Sneer......"

The sound faded away, but there seemed to be something on the bed suddenly.

The light silk brocade quilt that was originally covering Yiyi's body was slowly opened a gap, and a palm-sized black shadow suddenly appeared and burrowed into the quilt.

"It's so cold!" Iyi muttered to herself, waking up from the cold.

"Huh?"

As soon as he woke up, Yi Yi suddenly realized the abnormality in the quilt, and the sleepiness that had been accumulated was instantly gone, and his eyes widened in horror.

She could clearly feel at the moment that there was a pair of sticky, hairy, prickly, prickly, "hands" groping around her arms.

The pair of "hairy hands" gradually moved, moving from the elbow to Yiyi's wrist and stopped, not moving!

This pair of "hairy hands" that appeared out of thin air made Yiyi's little face already white, and his eyes were full of frightened looks.

Her mouth opened and closed, trying to cry out for help, but she couldn't make a sound, as if her whole body was suddenly in a vacuum.

In a moment, the pair of "hairy hands" in the quilt suddenly moved, it pinched Yiyi's left wrist tightly, and violently exerted force, tearing frantically, the force was so great that it was almost like tearing off Yiyi's palm on the wrist.

"Ah~"

The sudden sharp pain in the wrist of his left hand made Yiyi's eyes burst into tears, and his mouth opened wide in pain, and his body trembled violently, and he shrank tightly together.

The pair of "hairy hands" are still working tirelessly.

"Click......

Yiyi's wrist was dislocated, her left hand hung down weakly, and slowly opened, and the "mermaid teardrop" that she held in the palm of her hand suddenly rolled out.