Little Niang[Transmigration Book]

Rong Yu felt desolate in her heart, she should have guessed all this.

How could the emperor allow his trusted prince, the most respected Marquis of the country, to act like this, not to mention pampering only one person, his identity is still the servant of his father Song Laohou, Song Daoyuan. Being the wife of the Marquis is even more sensational.

——Those who carry the world's great responsibility must have no moral shadows. Xuanzong had planned to entrust the world to Song Yanming, so he wanted to clear all obstacles for him.

I should have already understood all of this. How could he, such an exquisite egoist, let himself fall to this point step by step?

However, it is too late to say this now, Rong Yu looked at Song Yanming's face engraved in his heart, his heart was surging, his heart was broken, and he didn't know when he would laugh, and he would laugh with him, and he would follow when he was sad. Sad, he took possession of his body, but also his heart, now, he has already deeply rooted in love, how could he be willing to give up on him.

reluctant,

I can't bear to die.

His throat was sour, and he felt that the road ahead of the two of them was extremely difficult, and the wind and rain were like darkness, but so what, he would not let go even if he died.

He only hugged Song Yanming's thin waist tightly, and buried his face deeply in it.

"you are mine."

"Song Yanming, you are mine."

***

In Qiyang Palace, all the palace people were driven out of the palace, dozens of eunuchs and court ladies knelt at the door together, not daring to make a sound.

There was a cracking sound, and everyone trembled. After a while, the palace door opened, and Eunuch Xi, who was leaning heavily on His Majesty, hurried out. He waved his whisk and said in a sharp voice:

"Get out all! Get out!"

Eunuch Xi's head and face were covered with tea foam, his clothes were half wet, his face was full of panic and panic, everyone was terrified.Eunuch Xi has always been loved by the holy family, never before has he been in such a state of embarrassment, the palace people were afraid, immediately made a promise, and all retreated outside the palace gate.

Eunuch Xi wiped his head and face with his sleeve at this moment, swallowed his saliva, looked at the closed inner door, shook his head, sighed, then left, locked the hall door, and guarded the door.

Inside the hall, ambergris was faintly surrounded, and the carpet was already a mess.

Song Yanming knelt on the ground, his eyes were gloomy, his head was wet, also stained with tea leaves, and there was a fresh wound on his forehead, which was bleeding faintly, obviously caused by the teacup beside him that fell on the ground and split in half.

Xuanzong gritted his teeth, his eyes were red, at this moment he was leaning on the dragon chair and gasping for breath, his hands were tightly pinched into the chair posts, obviously furious.

If the courtiers saw such a scene, they would inevitably be stunned.

——How could the Marquis of Pingyang, who has always been loved by the holy family, make His Majesty so angry?

"Well, you 'Scholar of Danyang', I have underestimated you! How many people begged me to marry the daughter of the Lin family, even the king of Chu, my own brother, I refused, but you still defied me! I didn't know you were still an infatuated species!"

Song Yanming's Adam's apple twitched, and he knelt down, "Your Majesty, please take back the imperial decree."

Xuanzong was furious in his heart, took a few quick steps, pulled out a sword from the bookshelf, pulled out the scabbard, and carried it on his neck.

"You think I rely on you! You don't even know how to write the word "honesty"! Good! Good! Today I will finish you, a bastard who has no sense of propriety and shame, for the world!"

The blade of the sword trembled, but the opponent stood still, as if he had the will to die, Xuanzong was furious, his eyes went dark, the ground rang, and the man fell down with the sword, Song Yanming was shocked, and quickly got up to support him, and supported Xuanzong To the dragon chair.

"His Majesty……"

After a long while, Xuanzong woke up quietly, seeing the worry in Song Yanming's eyes, he let out a long sigh, at this moment, he was just a father, like every folk father treats his son who hates iron and steel, caressing him empty-handedly. The wound on his forehead,

"The three things I regret the most in my life, one is not being able to protect your mother, the other is letting you get rid of the jade certificate, and the third is..."

His eyes dimmed, and he didn't say anything further, only sadly said,

"Chongrui is only three years old, and the lord Shaoguo doubts. How can I rest assured that I will hand over the world to him. When the Zhao family's party members were destroyed, I swore not to let me make the same mistakes. Especially these days, the sick bed is lingering. You know me. What are you thinking!"

"His Majesty!"

Song Yanming blocked his words, pursed his lips deeply, and a trace of imperceptible worry flashed across his bright black pupils, before saying after a while,

"I realized that I did not remonstrate in the past. The matter is over and it is a foregone conclusion...Your Majesty don't need to work in vain."

Xuanzong stared at him for a while, then laughed loudly,

"Okay, okay, you are indeed a 'Bachelor of Danyang', you are quick-witted, and I can't hide everything from you."

Who would have known that the rumors about the prince among the people circulating in Beijing were actually the work of a dignified emperor of a country? Since Song Yanming was crowned at the age of 16, Xuanzong secretly entrusted him with the Shenjiying, which was in charge of secret reports. Thinking, after ten years of management, even the emperor's tricks can't be hidden from him.

There was unconcealable pride in Xuanzong's eyes, and the secret loneliness in his heart surged up, directly teaching a generation of decisive emperors to burn their hearts.

He had three sons in his life, the eldest prince died young, and only Song Yanming and the three-year-old little prince survived. How could he be so entangled with the troubles of the Zhao family now.

Didn't he know that letting Song Yanming inherit the great line is like ascending to the sky, the foundation of an emperor lies in righteousness and obedience, but he couldn't help but feel a nightmare, especially when he dreamed back at midnight, seeing the son of the Hou family who was four years old in the Guozijian who had discussed scriptures and storytelling with a doctor of the Five Classics, he More than once I shouted proudly in my heart,

This is my child.

He is quick-witted and intelligent, with unsurpassed wisdom and understanding, unparalleled in the world.

However, as the emperor, he can't say anything, but under the shadow of the Zhao family's henchmen, he endures and plans, step by step, and finally uproots the scourge of the court that has been poisoning the court for more than ten years.

And as the dust of all this settled, they were destined to be monarchs and ministers, and they could only be monarchs and ministers.But even if he is a minister, he is also a minister who supports Gu. In this world, there is nothing more reassuring than putting it in his hands.

For those who are in charge, lack of affection is the most important thing. Only by lack of affection can we be transparent, have no weaknesses, and be able to defend this country.

Thinking of this, Xuanzong gritted his teeth,

"How did you agree to me in the first place!"

Song Yanming kowtowed heavily, then stood up straight with his shoulders straight, his eyes determined,

"As a minister, I should do my best to serve the country until I die. This sentence, I said before, will be absolutely respected in the future, but I am also a husband and a father. If my wife and children cannot be preserved, I am in vain. !"

"How can he be worthy of being your wife! Children...you can have many."

Song Yanming's eyes were painful, "Father!"

Xuanzong was shocked. This call made it difficult for him to put on an air of regal power. Song Yanming had never called him father. On weekdays, he only respected him as His Majesty. He would have overstepped his duty, and now, at this moment, the emperor's father came so suddenly, for the sake of a titular father's servant!

"I will definitely protect this country with my life, but that person... I regard it as my life, and I must never give it up. I will defy you with this matter, and I beg my father to help me!"

Xuanzong burst into tears, shook his head and sighed, "For such a person...for such a person..."

Song Yanming's heart was sour, and after a long time, he laughed at himself,

"My child doesn't know that this journey is full of hardships and hardships, but if everything is as easy as what the father said, why should the father fall into the situation where the son is so weak?"

He looked directly at Xuanzong, with deep pain in his eyes, "Father... after so many years, you still can't forget Mrs. Gu, can you?"

The most secret area was poked open in this way, Xuanzong's eyes flashed a savage light, and immediately disappeared, finally it only melted into a trace of wry smile on his mouth, the wry smile gradually expanded, the aging emperor looked up to the sky and smiled, the whole Qiyang Palace seemed like Trembling with this laughter.

Song Yanming didn't say a word, just knelt with lowered eyes, solemnly spread out his hands, and knelt down on the ground.

"I hope my father will be perfect."