Little Niang[Transmigration Book]

Late spring and early summer, the rainy season.

The light rain outside the window was beating the plantains lightly, making a rustling sound.

The sweet-scented osmanthus and Chinese rose planted in the small yard are becoming more and more alive, and the tender buds are beginning to be dyed green. Under the moisturization of the rain, they are extraordinarily vigorous.

Rong Yu was wearing a moon-white thin silk shirt, lazily lying on the rattan rocking chair and rocking back and forth. He didn't tie his hair up, and let his black hair hang loose. He was born bright and handsome, so The mood is even more beautiful, making it difficult for people to take their eyes off him.

At this moment, one of his hands was resting on the faintly protruding lower abdomen, caressing it lightly, his eyelashes were drooping, and he couldn't see the expression inside clearly, after a long while, he just sighed, moved his hand to his chest, and put The scripture above was thrown on the low stool beside it. There was also a cup of flower maw chicken soup on the low stool. Underneath the chicken soup was simmering with a small delicate stove, exuding a heart-warming aroma.

There was a creak at the door, and a kind-hearted woman came in. The woman came in to clean up the bowls, but obviously the chicken soup hadn't been touched at all, and she couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"Young master, this fish maw chicken soup is just right, drink more or less, if you wait longer, the meat will be old."

Hearing the word "chicken soup", Rong Yu suddenly felt sick, and could not help stroking his chest,

"Please trouble me to bring me two sour plums first."

The mother-in-law looked a bit embarrassed, "Young master, you ate too much sour plum today. Although this sour plum can suppress nausea, it hurts the stomach too much. Master Hou explained...you should not eat too much."

"But I really can't eat it."

"This……"

The mother-in-law was helpless, but heard a low and soft voice behind her,

"Go get a sour plum."

The two turned their heads together and saw that it was Song Yanming who had returned. He was still wearing an official uniform, and the complicated crimson official robe set off his appearance.

Song Yanming looked at Rong Yu, saw that he was also looking at him with a smile on his face, his heart was filled with love, exhausted all over, he took a small blanket from a few racks, and covered him on his knees, Rong Yu gently pulled Swish the corner of his mouth, put his arms around his neck, and buried his head deeply,

"Didn't I tell you not to rush back in a hurry? You have to go back to the Hou's house to put on a show."

Song Yanming stroked his hair, "Wherever you are, that's my home."

Rong Yu's heart warmed up, and he thought to himself, but he didn't say it, but only hugged his neck even tighter.

The two are tender and affectionate, and they feel that the years are extremely peaceful, and they only hope that this state of mind will be year after year, year after year, without any waves.

"Master Hou, the old slave has come in."

There was a creak at the door, and the old lady came in with her hand down and her brows down, Rong Yu happily sat up, but Song Yanming took it.

"Eat later, drink the chicken soup first."

Rong Yu looked at the solemn Song Yanming, sighed, took the soup bowl in his hand resignedly, closed his eyes, drank half of the bowl vigorously, and Song Yanming fed him two more tender soup bowls. Meat, this flower maw chicken is cooked just right. Although the taste is not as good as Rongyu's own cooking, it is not bad. It's just that Rongyu has really lost his appetite these days. When Song Yanming brings it to his mouth again, he refuses to open his mouth. , only grabbed the jar on the side, took a sour plum to suppress the growing nausea, and then took a breath,

"Oh my god, I don't know when it will be a head."

Song Yanming took pity on him, put the remaining chicken soup back into the warming furnace, touched his face,

"It hurts you."

Rong Yu looked down at her slightly protruding belly, "My mother-in-law said that after three months, I will feel better. Why do I feel that these days are endless."

Song Yanming twisted his collar,

"I've asked Imperial Physician Zhang to prescribe some prescriptions, and I'm cooking them in the kitchen. You won't feel so uncomfortable after drinking them."

"Hopefully."

Rong Yu couldn't help but get a headache when he thought of those soups.

He was fiddling with Song Yanming's python belt, and suddenly remembered the rumors he had heard on the street today, so he looked at him,

"I heard that His Majesty gave you several beauties, right?"

Song Yanming sighed inwardly, but squeezed his face narrowly,

"What, are you jealous?"

"Is it prettier than me?"

Song Yanming pretended to think, "I heard that there is a first-class beauty in the Western Regions, and I will go back to the Hou's mansion later to have a look."

"You are so beautiful!" Rong Yu kneaded his face, distorting that handsome and dignified face slightly, "Do you know what is written on your face?"

"what?"

"Rong Yu owns it, so don't get close to others."

Song Yanming couldn't help laughing, with tenderness in his heart, he just lowered his head to kiss his tender cheek,

"Of course I belong to you. I don't touch anything else, and I don't want to touch it."

"Really?"

Rong Yu put up one leg with bad intentions, scratched Song Yanming's python embroidered belt with her white and tender toes that were shining like jade beads, hooked it lightly, then stepped down, stepping on it gently,

Song Yanming's eyes flickered, "You—"

His voice was suddenly hoarse, "What are you messing with me at this time..."

When the point is over, Rong Yu smiled and was about to take back her feet, but Yu's feet were held tightly in the palm of his hand, and Rong Yu could feel the heat of his palm.

"Okay okay, I was wrong."

Rong Yu was very sensible and begged for mercy immediately.

However, that slender white foot was placed on the lips and kissed gently. Song Yanming's eyebrows seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and he only looked sideways at him. When Rong Yu had never seen him so frivolous, she just wanted to pull her foot back. , unable to break free, he clung to the chair tightly, biting his lip, and after a long while there was an ouch, his face turned red immediately,

"you--"

How could he, how could he...Rong Yu could only feel his ears burning up, no matter how hard he was to hold on, he could only tremble,

"Okay, good brother...forgive me..."

Song Yanming didn't dare to go too far, let go of him, but blocked his lips, Rong Yu's heart was beating fast, but she didn't resist anymore, she just wrapped her arms around his neck, enduring this somewhat impatient kiss.

Outside the window, the rain was still falling, Song Yanming was panting,

"Don't provoke me, do you think I haven't endured hard enough these days?"

Rong Yu pressed against his face, with wet eyes, "I was wrong."

Seeing that he is well-behaved, Song Yanming already fell in love with him so much, he only bit his already swollen lips, and gently pecked and kissed him.

The two of them rubbed their ears together, and they couldn't feel more intimate.

Rao Song Yanming didn't say anything, but seeing the emperor's posture of arranging a beautiful girl for Song Yanming, Rong Yu also guessed a little bit,

"Your Majesty...do you already know..."

Song Yanming's eyes moved, and he only kissed his lips, and comforted him, "Don't worry, I'm in charge of everything."

Rong Yu felt a little uneasy, but he didn't say anything, he just forced a smile,

"I know."

After that, the situation was calm for a period of time, and those beauties bestowed by the emperor, Song Yanming, did not return, but were kept in the backyard of the Pingyang Houfu. , everything seems to calm down.

Perhaps Song Yanming protected Rong Yu so well that he hardly felt the treacherous turmoil of the court, and he completely underestimated the seriousness of the incident between him and Song Yanming.

That night, Song Yanming was summoned into the palace, and Rong Yu lay alone on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. He had long been used to the security of Song Yanming being by his side, but at this moment he could only stare helplessly at the top of the bed carved with wishful flower clusters and suffer from insomnia.

got windy.

Rong Yu could hear the rustling of the branches shaken by the strong wind. In an instant, the moon disappeared into the clouds, and it was pitch black everywhere, and she couldn't see her fingers.

Rong Yu was afraid of the dark, listening to the wind outside, her heart became more and more hairy, so she got up, found a fire book, and wanted to light a lamp to accompany her.

Just as he was groping, there was a dull thumping sound in his ear, as if something had fallen heavily on the ground outside the dormitory. Immediately, a painful whimper appeared suddenly, and was immediately lost in the whistling wind.

Rong Yu was horrified, and quickly put down the fire bag, and hid under the bed barefoot.

"who!"

But he heard a shout, accompanied by the piercing sound of knives and guns being exchanged, the sound of the hem of the clothes being brushed gradually, the sound of chaotic footsteps, and the sound of killing and cutting became heavier.

Rong Yu's heart jumped to her throat, she just bit her lips tightly to prevent herself from making any sound.

Although it was not smooth sailing for him to come to this world, this was the first time he faced such a danger of killing himself. His lower abdomen tightened, and it seemed to be throbbing. Rong Yu hurriedly touched it soothingly.

I don't know how long it took, the sound outside gradually quieted down, the door creaked open, and footsteps hurried in.

"Master, son!"

Rong Yu recognized the voice, it was the mother-in-law who took care of him all the time, she felt relieved, and crawled out from under the bed. Seeing that he was fine, the mother-in-law breathed a sigh of relief, and hurried forward to support Rong Yu to stand up. stand up.

Regardless of tidying up, Rong Yu asked directly, "What's going on outside?"

"A thief came to the door."

The mother-in-law was also calm, unlike ordinary women, Rong Yu glanced at her, then pushed the door straight to go out, the mother-in-law's anxious voice came,

"Young master, there is a lot of blood outside! Don't look at it!"

However, Rong Yu was already standing at the door, he looked at the scene in front of him in surprise,

In the small yard, a dozen or so men in black costumes stood crowded together, five or six corpses were lying on the ground, bleeding all over the floor, and there were still many people patrolling on the wall, and they did not relax their vigilance at all. appearance.

Rong Yu only knew that Wang Lang and Zheng Ming were guarding his small courtyard, so how could he have thought that there were 30 or [-] people guarding him.

He also saw a man wearing a half-mask half-kneeling to examine the body of the dead body, as if confirming the identity of the dead body. After seeing the mask clearly, Rong Yu was startled.

It's Fengming!

Ever since he expressed his heart to Song Yanming, Feng Ming has long since stopped following him, and seeing him again now, he is certainly not spying on him.

Rong Yu looked at the dead bodies lying on the ground, and felt a chill in his heart. Thinking about it, the emperor's existence to him was far from being as calm as Song Yanming said.

It's strange that Song Yanming always emphasized to him that he must follow people when going in and out, and it's like this!

While he was in a daze, almost all the dead bodies on the ground had been cleaned up, and the place where more than 20 people were crowded together was already much empty.

Feng Ming walked over with a sword in hand, bowed slightly towards Rong Yu,

"It disturbed the son."

"Are these people... from the palace?"

Feng Ming had a mask on his face, so Rong Yu couldn't see his expression clearly, but his voice was calm,

"My lord, go back to your room to rest for the time being. If you have any questions, it won't be too late to ask after Lord Hou comes back."

Although Rong Yu already knew the answer to the question in his heart, he also wanted to get some more information from Feng Ming's mouth. However, people like Feng Ming don't talk much, and Rong Yu was anxious, but she could only give up and let him go.

In an instant, only Rong Yu was left in the huge courtyard, and even the blood in the courtyard was cleaned up, and no one noticed that there had been a bloody fight here.

The mother-in-law came forward lightly, and said in a gentle voice, "Master, it's getting late, let's take a rest."

Rong Yu looked at the woman's appearance and thought, this woman is so calm, she is not an ordinary woman, she must be a good hand - how many people did Song Yanming send to secretly protect him.

After reading this, his hands and feet became cold, and he went back to the house and lay on the bed, but he couldn't sleep well, and he fell asleep in a daze in the middle of the night.

In a daze, he opened his eyes and found himself in a vast white world. As far as he could see, there was nothing but mist. Rong Yu was flustered and looked around, but there was no one there. At first glance, the slightly protruding lower abdomen was flat, and the hem of the white clothes was soaked in a layer of blood red, his hands were trembling,

"My child... Song Yanming..."

But his throat seemed to be clogged with cotton, and he couldn’t make any sound. The fog suddenly dissipated, and Rong Yu felt that his feet were bumpy. When he looked down, he was stepping on the bloody corpse. He screamed and woke up. , but embraced by a familiar embrace,

"Yu'er!"

It was Song Yanming, Rong Yu's heart relaxed and he gasped, only then did he realize that there was a layer of sweat on his back.

His slack pupils gradually became brighter, his eyes fell on Song Yanming, the other party's brows were slightly frowned, there was worry and love in him, Rong Yu hugged him tightly,

"... Your Majesty wants to get rid of me, right?"

Song Yanming's Adam's apple turned up and down, his eyes were gloomy,

"Don't be afraid, no one can hurt you."