Chapter 11 Who's Wetting the Bed

In the evening, Xu Jiao went to the couch early to rest, such a big bed, and there was no longer anyone crowded next to her, she rolled around excitedly twice and fell asleep.

Zhao Yin came back from the palace, and as soon as he entered the small gate of the backyard, Zhao An, the accompanying guard, asked, "Which courtyard will the prince go to tonight?" ”

Zhao Yin looked up at the faint light from Fang Fei Yuan, his face softened, but he turned around and walked towards the main courtyard: "How can the newlywed Yan'er snub the princess, you go and let Mei'er rest first." ”

Zhao An took the order.

Zhao Yin went to the main courtyard alone, only to see that the courtyard was silent! Not to mention the lights, there is not even a trace of light, and the girl doesn't know what's going on, she can't even see a shadow.

It was also thanks to Zhao Yin's amazing eyesight, and it was his own home, so he kicked and trampled in embarrassment, and smoothly touched the door of the bedroom.

Dong'er was sitting at the door of the bedroom and napping, when she heard the noise, she hurriedly touched the fire fold beside her to light the oil lamp and asked in a low voice, "Who?" Niangniang said that I don't like to be disturbed when I sleep, and I will report it tomorrow if it is not an important matter. ”

"Afraid of what? Your mother will not wake up if she falls asleep and throws it away! Zhao Yin said coldly.

Dong'er was so shocked that the oil lamp in her hand almost fell to the ground.

"Wang ...... Lord, the slave and maid are going to wake up the mother. Then he went into the dormitory.

Zhao Yin stopped her: "No need, the master will go in from himself." ”

looked at the oil lamp in her hand, and said with disgust: "Isn't there any money in this palace for your mother?" What oil lamps to light? A smell of it! What about candles? ”

Dong'er looked at the oil lamp in her hand and said softly: "Niang Niang said that if you want to save money for the prince, you can't ...... Extravagance, waste. ”

Zhao Yin gritted his back molars, and there was a bit of a taste of gritting his teeth: "The money earned by the master will not be able to defeat her for ten lifetimes, what money will she save for the master!" ”

Dong'er didn't dare to talk, looking at her nose and nose, looking at her heart, with an expression that the mother insisted on doing this, and the slave had no choice.

Zhao Yin threw off his sleeves, snorted heavily, entered the room, and slammed the door with a "pop".

Dong'er shrunk her shoulders and retreated to the porch to keep vigil.

Zhao Yin entered the room, lit the candle and looked at the couch, and saw that Xu Jiao was really asleep and would not wake up if she threw it out, her small body was lying on the couch, her head was buried under the quilt, and her two white calves were sleeping sweetly outside the brocade quilt.

It's early spring, and although it's a bit hot on a spring day, it's still cold at night.

Zhao Yin suddenly wanted to reach out and touch her two calves to see if they were cold, thinking so, he did the same.

When he was awakened by the cold and silky touch in his hand, he hurriedly stuffed her calves back into the brocade quilt, took off his robe and squeezed into the couch and lay down next to Xu Jiao to sleep.

In the middle of the night, Zhao Yin suddenly felt that his body was wet and cold, and he was shocked.

The dead girl is so big that she still wets the bed!!

He lifted the brocade quilt covering her head, grabbed her hair and shouted: "Get out of here!" ”

Xu Jiao slept soundly, she didn't want to be pulled by her hair, and the pain was so painful that her scalp was about to fall off, so she opened her eyes and saw Zhao Yin yelling at her angrily.

Xu Jiao was frightened, could it be that she had committed the great crime of killing her head without knowing it, and this Nine Princes wanted to kill herself?

"How," she asked...... What's wrong? The voice was weak with a hint of obvious trembling, in this feudal era where imperial power is supreme, it is easy for a dignified prince to kill himself.

Zhao Yin's face staring at her was a little strange, and more angry: "What's wrong with you?" A girl who is so old and still wets the bed? ”

Xu Jiao said reflexively: "I never wet the bed, is it ...... you?"

"You still say! I didn't wet the bed when I was breastfeeding! Zhao Yin really can't wait to slap her, this dead girl actually dares to doubt herself!

Xu Jiao wanted to say: Did you make a mistake, Lord Wang? But I didn't want Zhao Yin to say this, so I almost laughed. But soon, Xu Jiao felt the strangeness of her body, the bottom of her buttocks was cold, and the roots of her legs were wet and sticky, which was extremely uncomfortable, which felt ...... Picked up the quilt and looked inside, sat up with wide eyes in horror and exclaimed: "Dong'er! ”

Dong'er waited at the door as early as Zhao Yin's first roar, and when she heard Xu Jiao calling herself, she hurriedly ran in from behind the door: "Niangniang." ”

Dong'er hid her right hand tightly under the wide sleeve cage, stepped forward to Xu Jiao and whispered: "Why can't Niangniang always remember her little days, last night before going to bed, the slave maid obviously asked Niangniang to tie it, but Niangniang still didn't listen, this ...... This ......"

Xu Jiao's eyes widened wider and wider, shocked, angry and ashamed. She remembered that before going to bed, Dong'er put a strange strip of cloth on her couch and tied it for herself, and she fiddled with it for a long time and didn't figure out what it was.

Zhao Yin didn't know about this small interaction between the two, and after waiting for a long time, he didn't see Xu Jiao's movements, and his heart was on fire again: "Haven't you got up to replace the dead girl?" Or plan to continue sleeping on it! ”

Xu Jiao's face turned red, what the fuck is this, unlucky to be embarrassed in front of a strange man, it's really ...... Xu Jiao's heart is gone!

Zhao Yin stepped forward, brushed Dong'er away, and reached out to grab Xu Jiao's arm.

Xu Jiao exclaimed in surprise and hid in the corner of the bed, she was about to cry, and screamed: "Lord Wang...... Don't move, please don't move! ”

Zhao Yin fell short, looked down and saw that her little face was flushed, and her eyes seemed to be full of tears, and she was angry: "Master doesn't move? Do you want your grandfather to go back to his room by himself in the middle of the night, or let the subordinates see your grandfather running from your room to the concubine's room in the middle of the night? You don't want to be ashamed! ”

Xu Jiao became more and more embarrassed, raised her eyelids and looked at Dong'er for help.

Dong'er shook her head secretly, and stepped forward to bless Zhao Yin: "Lord, Niangniang is here in Kwai Shui, and I ask the prince to stay for a while, and the slave and maid will serve Niangniang soon." ”

Zhao Yin was stunned, turned his head and saw that Xu Jiao's face was almost lowered under the bed, and he couldn't help but say, "Take it out!" Stuff everything into your mouth, see if the poison doesn't kill you! ”

Xu Jiao hurriedly spit out the brocade quilt in her mouth, but still lowered her head.

Zhao Yin suddenly smiled: "What's the big deal?" Hurry up and clean up, from now on you are no longer a child, but it is still the master's ability, and I have raised you in just two days! ”

Xu Jiao secretly rolled her eyes, slowly wrapped the brocade quilt around herself, and stared at Zhao Yin for a long time, she was afraid that he would be embarrassed to see the mark left on the couch after getting up.

Zhao Yin came to her eyes: "What's so embarrassing, you and your master are husband and wife, go clean up, is it possible that your master still laughs at you?" ”

Although Zhao Yin didn't smile, Xu Jiao strongly felt the smile in his tone, bit his lip and wrapped his heart in the quilt, jumped off the bed and ran towards Dong'er.

Dong'er hurriedly helped her to the back room, and by the way, she called the little girl Ruxiang in the side room to clean up the bed.

When Xu Jiao cleaned up and returned to the room with the help of Dong'er, she found that Zhao Yin was still sitting at the table waiting for her.

Seeing her come back, Zhao Yin beckoned to her: "Come here." ”

Xu Jiao carried the hem of her skirt and stopped a few steps away from him, waiting for him to show off.

Zhao Yin poured her a cup of hot water: "Drink some." ”

Xu Jiao stared at the hot water in his hand and pursed her lips: "I'm not thirsty, thank you, Lord Wang." In fact, she was very thirsty, but she didn't dare to pick up the water that Zhao Yin poured for her, you know, how noble a man is in this era, he hasn't served him yet, he will be kind enough to pour water for himself?

Zhao Yin stretched out his hand and fished her over, and put the cup to her lips: "If you want to drink, you have to drink, if you are not thirsty, you have to drink!" ”