Little Niang[Transmigration Book]

Rong Yu was shocked, Song Yanming is so wise, if he doesn't want to talk about it, he can guess why his abnormality is, he can't hide from Song Yanming at all.

The birth of these three characters made Rong Yu's heart tremble like hot iron, and she also felt a deep and unspeakable sense of shame.

His eyes were red, and he stared blankly at Song Yanming, but he couldn't say no.

The afterglow of the setting sun has left the last bit of red, and the whole bedroom is smudged with an unreal hazy feeling.

After a long time, Song Yanming closed his eyes, heaved a long sigh, stood up, slowly sat beside him, and embraced Rong Yu who was so ashamed that he was about to cry, his voice was bitter,

"I'm sorry, Yu'er, I shouldn't force you like this."

Rong Yu bit his lip, and a strong sourness rose in his throat. He knew the meaning of offspring to men of this era, especially a high-ranking marquis like Song Yanming. That sentence was like a pleading "be born, please".

But Rongyu can't, he has no preparation at all to take on the role of nurturing life, this is too unbearable, this fact almost shatters his usual cognition.Knowing the possibility of pregnancy, he still had a fluke mentality, but when he learned from the doctor that he was pregnant with Song Yanming's child, the shock and shame engulfed him like a huge wave, and he couldn't breathe.

Rong Yu tightly closed her eyes and uttered a word with difficulty,

"Sorry……"

He is selfish.

"Fool," Song Yanming smiled helplessly, "I promised you that I would never let you do what you don't want to do. Tonight, I broke my promise."

His voice seemed distant yet near, "I will enter the palace tomorrow...you wait for me at home."

Rong Yu's heart trembled, and he hummed almost inaudibly.

***

Song Yanming went out early the next day.

Rong Yu didn't get up until after he left, he didn't do anything, after eating a bowl of salty porridge, he just sat by the window in a daze.

The shadows of trees mottled by the sun shrink from long to short, and then slowly extend from short to short.

After noon, the courtyard door opened, and Song Yanming's tall and straight figure came in through the door. Rong Yu was startled as if she had been stung by a bee. She hurriedly stood up, and immediately went back to the bed, lifted the quilt and lay down.

However, Song Yanming didn't come directly to look for him. Rong Yu was expecting him to come in, but was afraid of him coming in. This kind of contradiction made him very confused.

It was not until an hour later that there was any movement from the door, and Rong Yu was startled, but it was the voice of the kitchen nurse,

"Master, it's me."

Rong Yu let out a long sigh of relief, got up and opened the door, only to see that the nanny was holding a bowl of dark soup in her hand, exuding the bitter taste of medicine, Rong Yu understood something in her heart, and she still murmured to her ,

"This is……"

"This is the medicine Hou Ye asked the old slave to boil, and said it was for the master."

Rong Yu's lips trembled, her face was a little unnatural,

"Leave it alone."

"Yes."

Nanny quickly put down the medicine bowl, then lowered her head and was about to leave, when Rong Yu stopped her again, he swallowed,

"Where is Lord Hou?"

"Back to master, Master Hou has been staying in the study since he came back."

"……Oh."

The door was gently closed by the nanny, Rong Yu took a deep breath, as if mustering up her courage, she walked a few steps closer to the table.

Heiliang's concoction dormant peacefully, reflecting his bewildered face.

Rong Yu gritted her teeth, drink it, after drinking it, there will be no worries. He is a twin who can't conceive, if it wasn't for those monkeys, he would never have had a child.

It was just fate playing a trick on him.

He mustered up his courage again, picked up the medicine bowl, and prepared to drink it in one go.

At that moment, Song Yanming's hopeful eyes suddenly flashed in his mind.

"Be born, okay?"

Rong Yu shook her head and gritted her teeth. The bowl of medicine was already on her lips, but she couldn't drink it no matter what.

He tried countless times, but still fell short in the end. In desperation, a thought suddenly crossed his mind,

This is Song Yanming's child, how could you be willing.

At that moment, Rong Yu's hand softened, and the medicine bowl fell from his hand, and there was a short dull sound, which quickly wetted a large area of ​​the carpet, and a strong smell of medicine immediately emanated from the room.

Rong Yu burst into tears, couldn't help covering his face, and squatted down slowly, it was difficult for him to face such a hypocritical self.

His shoulders were shaking, but he couldn't cry out, he just let the tears flow messily.

After a while, he wiped away his tears, got up suddenly, and walked out the door.

The door of the study room was tightly closed, and the guards had already been sent away by Song Yanming. The door that had been repainted with varnish looked deserted.

Rong Yu's throat was choked, and he stood at the door for a long time, until the swelling and heat in his eyes gradually dissipated, he breathed a sigh of relief, and finally pushed the door in.

The people in the room were obviously a little surprised, and immediately put down the things in their hands, but Rong Yu still saw it—a wine bottle with white teeth.

Rong Yu's eyes darkened.

If it wasn't for a specific occasion, Song Yanming never drank, Rong Yu sighed softly, and his eyes fell on Song Yanming's face again, Song Yanming was a bit unnatural, he put the bottle aside and walked towards Rong Yu.

"You have to rest well, why are you here?"

Song Yanming took the cloak from the side and put it on for Rong Yu, but his voice was hard to conceal.

Rong Yu knew that Song Yanming thought he had drunk Luozi medicine.

Song Yanming's body smelled faintly of alcohol, mixed with the scent of pine greens on his body, giving him a strange feeling of being slightly drunk. Rong Yu grabbed his arm,

"Why... why are you drinking?"

Song Yanming lowered his head and didn't answer his words directly, but carefully tied the cloak strap for him, then straightened the broken hair on his face, and lightly placed a kiss on his lips.

"Let's go, I'll let Mammy make porridge, let's go, I'll accompany you to drink some."

Rong Yu held him tightly and refused to let him go.

"I... I didn't take any medicine."

Song Yanming's pupils trembled slightly, he looked at Rong Yu in disbelief, and after a while, he said in a hoarse voice,

"Yu'er, I shouldn't have said that last night. I promised you that I would give you freedom, and I wouldn't let you do what you don't want to do...You, you don't have to."

"But you want it."

Song Yanming smiled wryly, he naturally wanted to, God knows how ecstatic he was when he heard that Rong Yu had his child in her belly, unfortunately, people always have regrets, he would never allow himself to force him to do what he didn't want to do, originally He wanted to deliver the medicine to him personally, but in the end, he still couldn't face Rong Yu and drank the bowl of medicine. This child was his and also his, and he couldn't bear that kind of heartbreak.

Only caressing his eyebrows, "I want a happy you more."

Will it be happy, Rong Yu thought.

Was it because Song Yanming wanted this child that he didn't drink the bowl of medicine just now?

Rong Yu suddenly remembered the feeling of reluctance, he thought, Song Yanming is the most important person in his two lives, they have experienced so much from hating each other to loving each other, the importance of each other has long surpassed himself.

In his two lifetimes, he had a serious mental cleanliness obsession and hated any physical contact, but he liked Song Yanming's touching, kissing, and making love.

Just because he is Song Yanming.

What was in his stomach was Song Yanming's child, how could he be willing to do so.

Rong Yu smiled miserably, it turned out that he was reluctant.

"I can not let it go,"

He gripped the hem of his coat tightly,

"Your child, I...I really can't bear to..."

Rong Yu was embarrassed, self-loathing, and happy to finally speak out. Contradictory emotions filled his heart, causing him to cry uncontrollably.

With a tight body, he has been tightly wrapped into a warm embrace.