Little Niang[Transmigration Book]

In Xiyue Palace, twilight was sinking everywhere, and a smear of the setting sun dyed half of the sky red.

"Hurry up!"

A few hasty sounds pierced the sky, and the birds flew up in shock.

The gate of the palace was guarded by heavy soldiers, and people kept coming in and out. A palace lady hurried out with a basin of blood, her eyes went dark, and she hit a body that was neither tall nor short. Mess everywhere.

The palace maid couldn't help raising her eyes to look at the man, and it turned out to be Eunuch Xi who was serving by the late emperor!

She hurriedly knelt down, ignoring the dirt on the ground, and kowtowed like garlic,

"Grandpa, spare your life! Grandpa, spare your life!"

Eunuch Xi looked at his skirt, clicked his tongue angrily, and shook the hem of his clothes, "My friend! Even if we want your life, we don't have time now!"

He pulled up the maid on the ground and asked directly,

"What's going on inside, my child, has it been born?"

The maid swallowed her saliva and shook her head, "Not yet... Wen Po said, Wen Po said that the fetal position is not right, maybe it's... maybe it's..."

Eunuch Xi's breath was stagnant, with a gloomy expression on his face, he sighed, and was about to walk in, but was stopped by the maid.

"Eunuch, you can't get in. This Xiyue Palace is guarded by the imperial guards. No one can get in except the designated people."

Eunuch Xi took a deep breath. Now who can mobilize the imperial guards besides Marquis of Pingyang, but the imperial guards are in charge of guarding the palace and gardens. They are related to the safety of the emperor, so they cannot be dispatched at will-is Marquis Pingyang crazy?

Eunuch Xi didn't dare to speak his beak, his heart was beating violently, he turned his head, walked in a hurry, turned around the layers of palace walls, and soon came to his residence, he didn't even have time to take a breath. No, immediately called a little eunuch, whispered something, and the little eunuch took the badge and went.

It's night, Lin Fu.

All the servants retreated completely, only Old Madam Lin Fu and Rong Changfeng remained in the study.

Lin Feng was stunned for a while, he rested his forehead, his voice was tired,

"I don't know what's going on this time."

Rong Changfeng's eyes trembled, he retracted his fingers, clenched his fists, and suddenly stood up and knelt down,

"The student lied to the teacher - I didn't touch the child."

Lin Feng was shocked!He stood up abruptly,

"Chongmo! You actually make your own decisions!"

Rong Changfeng clenched his fists tightly and smiled sadly,

"Teacher, do you think we have moved? The people in Xiyue Palace have been replaced by Marquis Pingyang from the inside to the outside, even the imperial guards have been dispatched by him!"

"Ridiculous!" Lin Feng was furious, his body swayed for a while, and he almost couldn't stand up.

Dispatching the emperor's personal guards is a waste of the emperor's prestige, and it is not impossible to be accused of treason by someone with a heart. Lin Feng is covered in cold sweat. Now the world is in chaos and the court is in turmoil. Marquis Pingyang goes in, if so, Bei'an's luck is over!

"Confused! Confused! Confused!"

Lin Feng reprimanded three times, and sat down on the chair slumped.

Rong Changfeng closed his eyes and smiled miserably,

"Marquis Pingyang is not confused. It doesn't matter if he behaves indiscriminately. If you are sure, teacher, you will desperately defend him. Now no one can hurt that child behind him."

Lin Feng was stunned for a moment, his gray beard trembled slightly, and his heart was shocked. How could Pingyang Hou have such a willful time? He was stunned for a moment, and the sadness in his words gradually rose.

"The first emperor was wronged by love back then. During his twenty years of imperial career, apart from Empress Zhang and Concubine Zhao, there was no third person in the harem... There is no one who knows the Marquis of Pingyang like the first emperor."

There is a final sentence in the secret decree of getting rid of children, if necessary, both mother and child will be removed.

Presumably the first emperor had already foreseen their predicament, but Marquis Pingyang had already taken a step forward. He tied everyone together and had to advance and retreat with them. What a wise and mighty Marquis of Pingyang——

Lin Feng felt cold all over and couldn't stand still.

A young eunuch hurried in from outside, led by the guards, and went straight into the room.

"how?"

The little eunuch said, "King Guang'an is having a difficult labor and is in danger!"

Lin Feng's gray beard trembled, and it took him a while to come back to his senses.

"Heaven, fate, Marquis Pingyang, no matter how accurate you are, you still can't fight against the sky."

And Rong Changfeng was on the side, clenched his fists tightly.

***

Endless pain struck, Rong Yu's hair was soaked with sweat, he was struggling on the bed like a screaming female beast, but even though he was in extreme pain, he didn't make a sound.

The severe pain devoured the flesh and blood of the person, biting the mind inch by inch, Rong Yu bit the handkerchief in her mouth, her white teeth were almost crushed.

It was the first time for Wen Po to give birth to Shuang Er, and it was also the first time she saw such a strong person. The pain of giving birth is unparalleled in the world, but the nobles in this palace are not like ordinary people who cry and cry. He screamed in embarrassment, obviously his whole body was shaking violently, obviously in extreme pain.

She really couldn't bear to see it any longer, so she choked her voice and said, "My lord, if you are in pain, you can call it out, it will be better."

Rong Yu only grabbed the quilt, her knuckles were all white.

Another steady lady lifted the quilt and said pleasantly, "My lord, the fetal position is right! It's almost there, work harder!"

Rong Yu tried her best, with her last breath, her throat was sweet and her teeth were bright red.

There was a loud cry of a baby in the air. The fetus was in an improper position, but was survived by this nobleman. The midwives all heaved a sigh of relief, quickly cleaned up the bloody baby, and carefully wrapped it in swaddling clothes. Send it to Rong Yu,

"My lord, it's a boy."

Rong Yu swallowed the fishy sweetness in his throat, and stared blankly at the crying baby, his face was flushed and wrinkled, like a little monkey, his eyes could not be opened, and he was crying hard.

Such an ugly child, I don't know if the child's father will be shocked when he sees it.

However, the pity and love in his heart couldn't stop pouring in, Rong Yu didn't dare to look at the swaddling baby again, feeling so sad in his heart, he just closed his eyes tightly.

—Farewell, child.

The joyous congratulations in the house have not stopped yet, a high-pitched and frightened voice suddenly came,

"Not good! Bleeding!"

"Why suddenly..."

"Come on!"

There were several exclamations in succession, and the faint sound of chaotic footsteps came,

"Ginseng Soup..."

"quick!"

All the voices gradually moved away, and a tall figure lined up layers of people and rushed towards him.

He finally couldn't bear it anymore and came in.

"Yu'er!" The hoarse voice was eager to love.

I haven't seen each other for three months, he has lost weight, his eye circles are terribly dark, and his face is haggard, he doesn't have half of the handsome appearance in the past, but Rongyu stretches out trembling hands, wanting to touch him, but no longer... Going forward, but I have no strength at all,

The two of them seem to have a tacit understanding that they will never see each other again, but he knows that he has been guarding outside, and he also understands that the other party must be heartbroken, so he didn't cry out for pain, and he didn't want to bear even the slightest pain. Plus Song Yanming.

Wen Po didn't know the identities of the two people in front of her, she was already at a loss,

"Obviously it was fine just now, it's fine...why is there so much blood..."

Song Yanming pressed the limp body tightly in his arms, shouted angrily,

"Call all the imperial physicians from the imperial hospital!"

Waves of imperial physicians filed in, but they were reprimanded wave after wave.When all the imperial doctors knelt on the ground tremblingly, there was no other sound in the whole room except for the crying of the baby.

Song Yanming's eyes were red and his whole body was trembling.

He hugged Rong Yu tightly, and even took off all his shirts in embarrassment, trying to use his body to raise the temperature of Rong Yu who was constantly falling.

He is so familiar with this body, he has lingered and kissed countless times, even the most private place, he is clear about it, but there has never been such a strange and cold time.

He hastily kissed the bloodless lips, roaring like a solitary animal in fear,

"Yu'er!"

No one answered him, Song Yanming rubbed him into his arms tightly, two lines of tears dripped on Rongyu's face, mixed with his tears that hadn't dried up, wet all the way until dripping from his cheeks fall down.

The teardrops stirred up a little air current.

Boundless pain filled the air, until death.

***

"died?"

Lin Feng stood up suddenly, he didn't know whether it was shock or joy, he collected himself and made sure again,

"really?"

The little eunuch said, "The envoy of the imperial hospital is present in person, so it must be correct."

Lin Feng kept pacing, his face was cloudy and uncertain.

"how come?"

Lin Feng's eyes sparkled, and he couldn't help but stare straight at Rong Changfeng. Rong Changfeng lowered his head, and his eyelashes covered all his emotions.

Lin Feng hesitated to speak, finally sighed, and walked outside the house.

And Rong Changfeng raised his head slowly, there was neither sadness nor joy in his eyes, he only looked at the black juice soaked sky in the distance, slowly closed his eyes, and gradually loosened his tightly clenched fists.

"Ayu..."

He didn't make a sound, just made a mouth shape out of thin air,

A gust of night wind blows, and there is a bit of autumn loneliness.