Little Niang[Transmigration Book]

Song Yanming was taken aback for a moment, he never expected that Jingzhong would actually send Rong Changfeng to pick them up this time.

Rong Yu had already quietly hid behind Song Yanming for the first time. He was wearing the clothes of a servant, with a face on his face, and everyone thought he was Song Yanming's servant.Changfeng is different, he has a quick mind, sharp eyes, and is very familiar with Rongyu's body, voice and appearance, if he is not careful, he will be discovered by the other party at any time.

Rong Changfeng didn't notice anything unusual, just smiled slightly, stepped forward a few steps, and bowed with the courtesy of ordinary people, softly whispered,

"Brother Song."

The two are colleagues, even close friends, and they are both brothers in private. Song Yanming kept his face and only made a gesture to help him up.

"Chongmo has worked hard on this trip."

After a few words of politeness, the two got into the carriage together.

Rong Yu was sitting in another carriage, thinking back to Rong Changfeng's appearance just now, he probably didn't notice himself.Feeling a little relieved, he couldn't help but secretly complained that Rong Changfeng came here to pick up people for what he was doing so tiringly that he couldn't even get close to Song Yanming during the ten-day journey, which really annoyed him.

After passing through Tongguan, a group of people rested at the official post. Before Rong Yu had time to see Song Yanming, the post envoys of the official post had already greeted a group of nobles from Beijing to clean up the dust. Rong Yu had no choice but to stay alone in the empty boudoir.

Perhaps it was Song Yanming who explained that the station envoys did not arrange a room for Rong Yu's servants, but only added a long couch for night watch outside Song Yanming's bedroom.

The boat and the car were tiring, Rong Yu had dinner, washed himself with water, and then lay down on the couch to rest, waiting for Song Yanming to come back, but after lying down for a while, he fell into a deep sleep. , he woke up in fright, it turned out that Song Yanming had returned, he hugged Rong Yu horizontally, and went to bed.

Rong Yu rubbed his eyes, and couldn't help looking at the door. Song Yanming knew what he was worried about, and said softly, "The door is closed tightly."

Rest assured, Rong Yu leaned on his chest, and only then could he smell the faint smell of alcohol on his body. Song Yanming had already changed into his official robes, and he was back to the handsome Pingyanghou.

Rong Yu couldn't help touching his face, and love surged in her heart.

Song Yanming put him on the bed and pressed him straight down. Rong Yu snorted, and the smell of alcohol on the surrounding person became stronger and stronger. Rong Yu didn't like it, so she just pushed him,

"Go wash it, it stinks to death."

Song Yanming smiled lightly, stood up, took off his official robes, put on only his middle clothes, poured some hot water from a copper pot, wiped his body, and then went to bed. Yes, just kissed down,

Rong Yu whimpered and pushed his chest, "You, don't be here, there are too many people."

"Don't worry... I won't touch you..."

Song Yanming took his hand away from his chest, and only kissed him lightly, and waited until the pale lips were bright red and slightly swollen, Song Yanming let go, and touched his fingertips.

"Yu'er, after returning to Beijing, I will buy you a house first. Your identity is the beauty given to me by the Governor of Western Yunnan. After half a year, I will register your name through the genealogy, but in order not to attract attention, I First place you as a concubine and stay for two years..."

Song Yanming touched his face with nostalgia, his eyes sparkled, "I will straighten you up, and you will officially be my wife of the Hou Mansion."

Rong Yu giggled, "Then everyone thinks that our wise and powerful Lord Hou is addicted to beauty, so it's sad."

"This is the truth, isn't it?" Song Yanming was full of tender love, he leaned down and kissed carefully, "I'm not addicted enough?"

"OK OK,"

Rong Yu was afraid that he would start a fire, so she looked away and pulled up the quilt to cover the two of them.

"Go to sleep."

There were not many twists and turns on the way back to Beijing. In order to avoid Rong Changfeng's suspicion, Rong Yu hid far away during the day and tried not to appear in Rong Changfeng's sight, so the journey was safe and sound.

The mighty chariots and horses traveled for more than ten days, and when they saw the majestic city wall, a group of people and horses were relieved, and finally returned to Beijing.

Rong Yu was placed in the inn first, and Song Yanming was rushed into the palace by the emperor before he could take a breath.

During this trip, he didn't show up for three days and two nights, and only sent letters every day to reassure him. Rong Yu didn't dare to make trouble at this time, and just wrote her own recipe silently in the inn.

In the future, I will start a new life with a new identity. If I want to open a restaurant in the future, the special dishes of the original Yuxianglou and the small restaurant will not be available, so I can only rack my brains to think of new dishes.

He is interested in this, but he feels that life is not difficult.

He just went back to his old place, he really wanted to see his old friends, he heard that the small restaurant was taken down by A Liang, and it was running very well, Rong Yu felt a little sad in his heart, but he also knew that it would never be possible to meet each other again in this life .

In life, there is something to give and something to gain, fate has treated him very well, how can he be so greedy and want everything.

On the third day, Song Yanming finally sent someone to pick him up and put him in an unremarkable small courtyard in the west of the city.

This small courtyard is not big, but it is fully equipped. There are three maids, two servants, and some servants in the courtyard.

Rong Yu looked around for a week, quite satisfied with the quietness here, he knew that he would live here for a while, this was his and Song Yanming's home, thinking about it this way, he couldn't help feeling like a first marriage sweetness.

Rong Yu is naturally a hedonist. Since he can't renovate the house wantonly, the ones used in the bedroom and study are naturally the most comfortable. He spent a little money and immersed himself in home renovation. After two days of tidying up, he felt happy again. Moved out the recipe and studied it carefully.

The servants Song Yanming chose were really useful, they were all reticent and never asked too many questions, Rong Yu was naturally happy and at ease, so this small courtyard didn't have much hectic break-in period.

It's just that Song Yanming has been very busy these days when he returned to the capital, and Rong Yu hasn't seen him for five or six days, so he is naturally thinking about it, but fortunately, he can still make his business plan, so it can relieve some lovesickness.

On the night of the fifth day, Song Yanming finally came, and he dismissed his servants in a hurry. Before Rong Yu could ask a pleasant question, Song Yanming had already carried him to the bed.

The two hadn't seen each other for several days, and Rong Yu could clearly feel Song Yanming's passionate agitation. He seemed to want him tirelessly. Qu, I could only bear with it and let him fiddle with it wantonly.When Song Yanming let him go, Rong Yu's waist was no longer his own.

Sweat covered Rong Yu's forehead, and his hair stuck to his neck, making him very uncomfortable. There was an ambiguous pink color flowing from the corners of his eyes, panting, holding Song Yanming's head on his chest,

"My waist is about to break."

Song Yanming rested for a while, took a silk handkerchief to clean it up for him, then pulled out the wet mattress under his buttocks, together with the messy silk handkerchief, threw it on the ground, kissed his lips, and complained softly ,

"I think you're going crazy."

Rong Yu seldom heard of Song Yanming being so straightforward, and then remembered that only she had seen such a look, and the feeling of intimacy grew stronger in her heart, she just put her arms around his neck, bit the tip of his nose,

"I miss you too."

He took Song Yanming's hand and touched his heart, lovingly, "Touch it, it will jump so fast."

Song Yanming loved his soft appearance so much, as if no amount of kissing was enough,

"Yu'er," he murmured, the possessive desire in his heart was no longer strong, and only when he buried himself deeply in his body and watched him gasp in confusion, could he ease this possessive desire in his heart.

The servants brought the bathtub, and Song Yanming carried him into it, and they sat facing each other, washing each other.

"Have you gotten used to it these days?"

"Very good," Rong Yu wiped his chest with a bath towel, "Eat well and sleep well, it seems that he has gained some flesh."

"Where did it grow?" Song Yanming touched his face, "Nonsense."

"It's been a long time, why don't you believe it?"

Song Yanming smiled, and leaned closer to his ear, "I know every detail of your body, so I can't hide it from you."

"……Humph."

Rong Yu blushed, and stood up from the tub, took the bath towel and wrapped herself around her body.

When Rongyu changed into a comfortable little clothes and dried her hair by the stove, Song Yanming had already tidied herself up, and the servants carried the bathtub out, and Song Yanming walked in from the outer room with a brocade box in her hand ,

Rong Yu was puzzled, "This is..."

He immediately thought of something, grinned at the corner of his mouth, and hurriedly opened it to see, it was indeed a thick stack of bank notes, Rong Yu was overjoyed, and even forgot the pain in his back.

"Why didn't you take it out sooner?"

He counted it, and it was not a lot. He just jumped in front of Song Yanming gratefully, stood on tiptoe and kissed him.

"Thank you Lord Hou."

Song Yanming was a bit apprehensive, "I never saw you so happy when I came here."

"It's the same, money is money, Lord Hou is my life."

"Okay," Song Yanming was obviously flattered, with a smile on his lips, he led him, blew out the candles, and went to bed together.

In the night, Song Yanming hugged him and stroked his soft black hair, "I personally selected each of these servants, you can trust me, you can be more wanton at home."

"Well," Rong Yu nodded, "They are all fine."

"Also, you must let Wang Lang and Zheng Ming follow you when you go out in the future. They are good at martial arts, and they are not inferior to Da Nei."

Wang Lang and Zheng Ming were those two taciturn boys, Rong Yu was surprised for a moment, the real person didn't show his face, he felt that Song Yanming was making a big fuss while being surprised,

"I don't need such a powerful one for a nobody like me."

"Be more obedient!" Song Yanming's tone was a bit harsh, Rong Yu was taken aback, licked her lower lip, and agreed,

"Okay, got it."

He still felt that Song Yanming was paying too much attention to his personal safety, and felt strange in his heart, so he asked him in a low voice, "Is it Chaozhong..."

Song Yanming didn't answer his words directly, but was silent for a while, and pressed Rong Yu's hand in his bosom,

"Yu'er, tell me the truth, how do you know my background?"

Rong Yu's breathing was stagnant. This was the question he was most afraid of. He had made an agreement with Song Yanming not to ask anything about the past. Now that Song Yanming asked, something must have happened, so it's hard to tell him everything. what?Tell him how false this world is.

Rong Yu sighed softly, and decided to bury this secret deeply for the rest of her life.

"I don't know, I only know that when I wake up from this body, I have this secret in my mind..."

The dark night gave Rong Yu the best concealment. If it were daytime, as wise as Song Yanming, how could he not see that he was hiding something, but Song Yanming sighed softly,

"Your Majesty has been in seclusion for several days. These days, rumors about the prince's exile among the people suddenly spread in the capital."

Rong Yu was startled, "This?"

There was a faint uneasiness in his heart, the world was getting more and more deviated, he had lost the ability of a prophet, and was just a coerced participant in it.