"Fool, look what you've done! What are you going to do about it?"

"Mmph..."

Baiyi’s face flushed crimson with anger. He yanked the fool upright by one arm while using the other to toss aside the urine-soaked bedsheets.

Lian Ye, faced with Baiyi’s fury, had no idea how to respond. She simply clasped her hands behind her back, pouting silently. Her eyes seemed to say:

*I wet the bed. So what?*

"You’re still pouting?"

Great.

Not only had this fool wet his bed—she was now defying him outright. Clearly, she hadn’t been disciplined in days. Baiyi’s temper had never been gentle to begin with.

"You’ve gotten too bold. If I don’t smack your bottom every few days, you forget who’s in charge."

"Mmph!"

At the mention of a spanking, terror flooded Lian Ye’s eyes. She clamped both hands over her backside and scrambled backward, trying to escape Baiyi’s reach.

"Young Master, what’s happening?"

Just as the standoff between Baiyi and Lian Ye stretched on, Xiao Ling pushed open the door.

"Ah, Xiao Ling. This fool wet my bed. I was about to teach her a lesson—"

"No... spanking! It... hurts!"

Though Xiao Ling hadn’t grasped the full situation, Baiyi’s words and Lian Ye’s defensive stance made it clear: they were arguing over a bedwetting incident.

"Young Master, I don’t fully understand what happened, but you should get Lian Ye out of her soaked clothes immediately. The longer she stays in them, the worse the smell will get."

"Take... off... pants?"

Lian Ye stared at Xiao Ling in confusion, her hands tightening protectively over her damp underwear.

"Yes. Young Master, please hold her still while I change her."

"Oh..."

The moment Xiao Ling finished speaking, Baiyi pinned Lian Ye’s arms and locked her in a firm embrace.

"No... don’t!"

"Lian Ye, cooperate with the Young Master. It’s just changing clothes—not spanking you."

"No... don’t!"

Lian Ye resisted fiercely. The thought of being bare-bottomed after wetting the bed was unbearably humiliating. She hoped stalling might make Baiyi drop the matter. But with Xiao Ling here, her shame was already exposed. Still, she clung to her underwear desperately—*This is so embarrassing!*

The noblest of Dragon Clans, a Platinum Dragon... wetting the bed?

*Disgraceful!*

"No ‘don’t’! If you won’t behave, you’ll sleep alone from now on. No more sharing my bed!"

Baiyi resorted to his final threat when Lian Ye refused to release her underwear.

"No... together?"

"Waaah! No... don’t!"

"Papa... stay... together!"

Hearing she might lose his bed, Lian Ye instantly surrendered. She let Xiao Ling strip off her pants, then scrambled naked into Baiyi’s arms, clutching his collar tightly. She was clearly terrified of being abandoned.

"Hey! Fool, stop! You’re bare! Don’t—don’t grope me!"

"Wahh... Papa..."

"No... don’t leave me..."

Tears gushed from Lian Ye’s eyes.

"Stop crying! I never said I’d abandon you. Shut up this instant—or I really will ban you from my room!"

"Mmph!"

Lian Ye clamped her tiny hands over her mouth, falling silent. The fool had finally been tamed.

"Young Master, all done."

After removing Lian Ye’s soaked underwear, Xiao Ling watched Baiyi struggle with the clinging child.

*Huh...*

They really did look like father and daughter.

But me...

Xiao Ling sat holding the damp underwear, a tender smile on her face as she observed them.

*Two people... one child...*

*Would I and the Young Master ever be... husband and wife?*

...

*Ah!*

*What am I thinking? I’m just a maid. A maid!*

*He was so kind to me last night—I shouldn’t have such improper thoughts about my master.*

*Stop it. Just stop.*

*But...*

*His chest was so warm last night. If only I could stay there forever...*

*I’m just a maid. I shouldn’t...*

"Xiao Ling? Xiao Ling?"

"Ah! Young Master?"

Baiyi’s voice snapped her attention back. His face was suddenly inches from hers—close enough for his warm breath to brush her cheek. Flustered, she realized he’d already dressed Lian Ye in a princess gown while she’d been lost in thought.

"My apologies, Young Master. I was distracted—"

"Right. Since everything’s settled, take this fool outside. I’m heading to Food Street later."

"You’re going out today, Young Master?"

"Yes. Problem?"

*He’s leaving again?*

*I thought I’d serve him in the Imperial Palace today... Is he taking Lian Ye out to play instead?*

*Well... I...*

"No, nothing..."

"Nothing? Fine. Go change out of that maid uniform—it’ll hinder you outside."

"Outside?"

"Yes. Unless you don’t want to come?"

Xiao Ling looked up at her master’s smiling face. Her heart skipped a beat, warmth flooding her chest.

"No, Young Master. I’ll prepare right away."