072 Little brother, are you wetting the bed?
In the early morning, Ling Heng Courtyard was immersed in peace, but Huaide Courtyard was the opposite of charming and joyful.
The fan was closed, the woman's coquettish murmur came out frequently, and occasionally the bed frame shook, and the yellow-clothed maid outside the door frowned, and her face turned red.
Mrs. Guo sent her to summon the third prince to the Wisteria Courtyard for breakfast, but unexpectedly ran into such a shameful thing.
She didn't walk, she didn't knock on the door, she had to stand outside and wait.
The cold wind did not stop, she was shivering with cold, and finally the movement in the house stopped, and she knocked on the door tentatively, and asked softly: "Third son, are you up?" ”
It was not the third prince who answered her, but a female voice, with a hint of laziness in her calmness: "What are you looking for the third son?" ”
The maid in yellow pursed her lips, her face was disdainful, but she didn't dare to answer perfunctory: "If you go back to your aunt, it is the eldest lady who invited the third son to dinner." ”
After a pause, the man inside said, "Got it, you can wait." ”
This is the work of half a cup of tea.
The laughter in the room continued, and when the door was opened, the woman in the Hunan red satin jacket had gorgeous makeup, and her face was slightly raised, just like a hostess.
Shen Tingyi followed closely, hugged her waist as if no one else had been around, and said with a full face: "Good sister, you are so beautiful today......
The maid in yellow hurriedly lowered her head, staring at the ground with a pair of eyes, and the light inside was sarcastic.
The concubine of the third son, Xinna, she knows it.
Dong Li, who had served with him in the Wisteria Courtyard, didn't know what to think, so he climbed into the bed of the third son, and he also got a position!
There are countless maids in the house who miss the third son, but no one has the courage to do anything under Mrs. Guo's nose.
There was once a maid named Nanshuang, because she seduced the third son, and was sent to the fourth prince to make a room, although the words on the surface were spread like this, but I heard that since then, no one in the house has seen Nanshuang, maybe he was secretly executed by Mrs. Guo a long time ago.
Thinking of this, the maid in yellow had a chill down her spine, and she couldn't help but admire Dong Li's methods a little in her heart.
Dong Li glanced at her and said tepidly: "What are you still standing for?" Lead the way. ”
The maid in yellow was embarrassed: "Auntie, the eldest lady has specially instructed that only the third son be asked to go to ...... alone."
As soon as the words came into his ears, Dong Li's eyes suddenly sank, but his face did not show it at all, and he smiled lightly: "Since it is the order of the eldest lady, how dare I disobey?" ”
She leaned into Shen Tingyi's arms softly, "Chinese New Year's Eve festival, but I have to be separated from my son in the morning......"
The beauty was in her arms, exhaling like an orchid, Shen Tingyi was too late to feel distressed, and coaxed softly for a while, and at the end, he said in a flattering tone:
"Li'er, I can't bear you, but I can't brush my mother's wishes. You know, after my grandmother's birthday banquet, there was a flood in Qiongchuan, and my father rushed back to his place non-stop, and he was entangled in official duties all day, and he couldn't even go home for the New Year...... But I promise to come back to accompany you immediately after the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner! ”
"If the son can have this heart, the concubine body is already very satisfied......"
Dong Li Yingying smiled, and the jade hand was on his chest, pushing him away gently, "Son, go and dine with the eldest lady, don't let the lady wait for a long time." ”
The sticky girl has seen a lot, Shen Tingyi loves her sensible and reasonable, bows his head and kisses her on the face, and then reluctantly follows the maid in yellow to leave.
In the cold wind, a handsome woman stood at the door.
She clutched a silk handkerchief, and her expression gradually became cold and distorted.
Since she became the concubine of the third son, Mrs. Guo has targeted her openly and secretly.
The master she has served wholeheartedly can't tolerate her like this?!
Good, good.
The corners of her lips were raised, and her eyes were scheming.
Now that the first step has been taken, it is time to work step by step in the future, only for yourself, and not everyone deserves it.
Now that the third prince is very fond of her, it is only a matter of time before she becomes pregnant with the child of the Shen family.
When she gives birth to the eldest grandson, even if it is Mrs. Guo, she can't help her!
Xie Jinci is suffocated.
She slept well, but somehow, the quilt covered her head.
She knew that she had always slept honestly, so it must have been Shen Changfeng's sleep difference, which put her under the covers!
In the darkness, the little girl's eyes widened angrily, and she was just about to lift the quilt when she suddenly smelled a strange smell.
Slightly salty.
She frowned, sniffed again.
Fishy.
The two scents are mixed in a crisp and cold fragrance that is hard to ignore.
The little girl thought for a moment, and then a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind.
Isn't it...... Little brother wetting the bed?!
As soon as the idea came to her, she immediately kicked off the quilt and jumped out of bed, staring at somewhere below the bed with complicated eyes.
The quilt is dry and not wet.
Could it be that the little brother peed last night? There is a charcoal fire in the house, and it is not impossible to dry the quilt.
Shen Changfeng was woken up by her movements, and when he squinted his eyes, he saw the little girl standing at the head of the bed, the little deer's eyes were shocked and surprised, and her mouth was open enough to stuff an egg.
He raised his eyebrows, "What is Xiao Zi'er doing?" ”
Xie Jinci subconsciously covered his mouth, and his little head shook into a rattle.
Shen Changfeng narrowed his peach blossom eyes, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.
He sat up, stretched and bent his long legs, and threatened with a gentle smile: "I don't want to spank my sister's ass for the New Year." ”
Xie Jinci only shook his head vigorously, and it took a long time before he said with difficulty: "Little brother, ...... last night"
Shen Changfeng's heart sank.
A trace of panic crossed his eyebrows, coughed lightly, and pretended to be calm: "How was last night?" ”
Xie Jinci saw that he was not ashamed, and he didn't seem to have done something unseemly, so he was immediately relieved, and said angrily: "Little brother, last night, were you ...... Bedwetting? ”
She said the last three words in an extremely low voice, her hands folded in front of her, and her gaze glanced unnaturally to one side.
The charcoal fire is warm, but the atmosphere seems to be condensed to the extreme.
Shen Changfeng sat stiffly for a long time, and suddenly scolded "" in a low voice.
He quickly rolled over and got out of bed, and without saying a word, he picked up the back collar of the little girl, forcefully lifted the person outside the house, and slammed the door shut!
Xie Jinci was stunned the whole time, and it wasn't until the cold wind poured into her cuffs that she realized that she was only wearing a middle coat, but she was kicked out by her little brother!
She hurriedly knocked on the door, "Little brother, it's so cold outside, let me in!" I、I'm sure you didn't wet the bed! ”
The teenager who was busy cleaning up the bed in the house heard the word bedwetting and moved.
He quickly rolled up the futon pillow on the bed and tucked it between his arms, thinking about what to do with it.
There was a click, and a book with a red cover fell out, the pages were wide open, and the spring inside was still good.
The boy looked down, and a thin layer of red crept up at the base of his ears.
Last night, he hid under the covers and read this book.
Young people, their blood is strong, and it is inevitable that they will leave some marks on the quilt.
It's just that when he woke up in the morning, he forgot about the stubble at night, and pulled Xie Jinci into the bed......
A young man with a beautiful appearance, a pair of peach blossom eyes is full of anger, his lips are pursed, and his cheeks are beginning to redden.
"!"
After a long time, he spat out a rather remorseful byte.
……
Xie Jinci didn't know what kind of wind Shen Changfeng was pumping, on such a cold day, he had to stubbornly squat by the pond to wash the quilt.
She wanted to come forward to help several times, but was glared back by the young man's eyes.
In desperation, she had to go into the small kitchen, intending to cook him a hearty breakfast.
Half an hour later, three dishes and one soup are served on the table, the color is delicious, the fragrance is fragrant, just looking at it, it makes people have a great appetite.
The young man in the azure jacket sat on the chair with a faint expression, and it was rare that he did not lift Erlang's legs.
Xie Jinci sat down opposite him, his two thin arms folded on the edge of the table, his dark eyes were full of anticipation, but his tone was slightly nervous: "Little brother, you have to go to the Crane Courtyard to accompany the old lady to eat at noon, so I will cook a few dishes." It's the first time I've cooked fish, and I don't know how it tastes......"
Shen Changfeng glanced at the white, tender and fatty fish fillets in the soup basin, but unexpectedly did not ask her to taste them first, took the chopsticks and chopsticks, picked up a piece of fish, and took a bite.
The soup is light and the taste is suitable, although it is not more delicious than the pepper fish head of Tongque Lou, but it is better than a piece of pure heart.
Xie Jinci looked at him with the deer and bit his lower lip, "How?" ”
"I've made a lot of progress in cooking."
Shen Changfeng commented pertinently, his eyes were erratic, but he didn't look at her.
As soon as he sees Xie Jinci now, he will think of the stalk of "bedwetting" in the morning, but the other party looks innocent and harmless, and he doesn't know anything about those things.
The young man was guilty of weakness and some inexplicable irritability.
A little girl is just a piece, or serving her maidservant, when did he Shen Changfeng become so thin-skinned?
After eating two bites of rice on the fish, he forced himself to look into the little girl's eyes, hooked his lips, and added, "Sister, don't be in a hurry to be happy, I mean, barely able to eat." ”
The tone is loose and the posture is elegant, no different from the past.
Xie Jinci knows his duplicity too well, if it is not delicious, this guy will not eat the second bite!
The little girl smiled with crooked eyebrows, and didn't care about him, and happily served him a bowl of soup, "Since you can eat it, little brother will eat more!" ”
The young man saw a red rope tied to her wrist, his peach blossom eyes narrowed, and he pressed the little hand, and his long fingers poked through the cuffs, and it was empty.
"Where is the string of beads I gave you?"
He asked, raising an eyebrow.
Xie Jinci replied as a matter of course: "The beads are too valuable, and they have been put away by me, but don't worry, little brother, I will definitely ......"
"Go find it and put it on."
Before she could finish speaking, the young man interrupted, with a slight smile on his face, quite serious.
Xie Jin was puzzled, "Little brother, if I wear it with me, what if I lose it?" ”
Shen Changfeng drank the soup elegantly, "Don't let me say it a second time." ”
Xie Jinci frowned, didn't argue with him anymore, obediently went to the inner room to find the bead string, and rewound it around his wrist in front of him.
Uncle Shen was satisfied, touched the top of the little girl's hair like a cat, and said softly: "What I want to give you in the future is far more than this string of beads." ”
He pulled the little girl in front of him, caressed the wooden beads through his sleeves, his long eyelashes drooped, and hid the surging in his eyes, "Whether it's good or bad, good or bad, you have to keep everything I give you like this string of beads, can you remember?" ”
Xie Jinci only felt that these words were quite meaningful, but he couldn't hear why.
She raised her little hand, reverently put her hand on the young man's big hand, and said seriously: "Little brother, I remember!" ”
After breakfast, Shen Changfeng went to the Crane Courtyard alone.
Xie Jinci sat on the stone steps outside the house, looking at the plum blossoms in the corner of the wall in a daze.
In the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, most of the subordinates in the government got leave and went home to reunite with their relatives, and the little brother was also reunited, so naturally it was not good to take her.
thought that she could celebrate the New Year lively, but she forgot that she was a servant and her little brother was the master, how could her little brother have time to accompany her on such an important day?
She also wants to cook a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner for her little brother.
It seems that there is no chance.
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Chapter Summary In the early morning, Lingheng Courtyard was immersed in peace, but Huaide Courtyard was the opposite of charming and joyful.
The fan was closed, the woman's coquettish murmur came out frequently, and occasionally the bed frame shook, and the yellow-clothed maid outside the door frowned, and her face turned red.
Mrs. Guo sent her to summon the third prince to the Wisteria Courtyard for breakfast, but unexpectedly ran into such a shameful thing.
She didn't walk, she didn't knock on the door, she had to stand outside and wait.
The cold wind did not stop, she was shivering with cold, and finally the movement in the house stopped, and she knocked on the door tentatively, and asked softly: "Third son, are you up?" ”
It was not the third prince who answered her, but a female voice, with a hint of laziness in her calmness: "What are you looking for the third son?" ”
The maid in yellow pursed her lips, her face was disdainful, but she didn't dare to answer perfunctory: "If you go back to your aunt, it is the eldest lady who invited the third son to dinner." ”
After a pause, the man inside said, "Got it, you can wait." ”
This is the work of half a cup of tea.
The laughter in the room continued, and when the door was opened, the woman in the Hunan red satin jacket had gorgeous makeup, and her face was slightly raised, just like a hostess.
Shen Tingyi followed closely, hugged her waist as if no one else had been around, and said with a full face: "Good sister, you are so beautiful today......
The maid in yellow hurriedly lowered her head, staring at the ground with a pair of eyes, and the light inside was sarcastic.
The concubine of the third son, Xinna, she knows it.
Dong Li, who had served with him in the Wisteria Courtyard, didn't know what to think, so he climbed into the bed of the third son, and he also got a position!
There are countless maids in the house who miss the third son, but no one has the courage to do anything under Mrs. Guo's nose.
There was once a maid named Nanshuang, because she seduced the third son, and was sent to the fourth prince to make a room, although the words on the surface were spread like this, but I heard that since then, no one in the house has seen Nanshuang, maybe he was secretly executed by Mrs. Guo a long time ago.
Thinking of this, the maid in yellow had a chill down her spine, and she couldn't help but admire Dong Li's methods a little in her heart.
Dong Li glanced at her and said tepidly: "What are you still standing for?" Lead the way. ”
The maid in yellow was embarrassed: "Auntie, the eldest lady has specially instructed that only the third son be asked to go to ...... alone."
As soon as the words came into his ears, Dong Li's eyes suddenly sank, but his face did not show it at all, and he smiled lightly: "Since it is the order of the eldest lady, how dare I disobey?" ”
She leaned into Shen Tingyi's arms softly, "Chinese New Year's Eve festival, but I have to be separated from my son in the morning......"
The beauty was in her arms, exhaling like an orchid, Shen Tingyi was too late to feel distressed, and coaxed softly for a while, and at the end, he said in a flattering tone:
"Li'er, I can't bear you, but I can't brush my mother's wishes. You know, after my grandmother's birthday banquet, there was a flood in Qiongchuan, and my father rushed back to his place of appointment non-stop, and he was entangled in official duties all day long, and he couldn't even celebrate the New Year