[Historical colleagues] The Queen's Fate of Quick Transmigration

Maybe some things are the inevitable result. Anyway, Dugu Jialuo was consciously contraceptive, but she still accidentally became pregnant and gave birth to her and Yang Jian's second child, Yang Guang.

Yang Yong, who is becoming more and more calm, obviously likes this soft, newborn little brother very much, and he comes to accompany him every day.

Yang Yong looked at Yang Guang who was sleeping in the car, with his stomach rising and falling, sleeping soundly, and he couldn't help but put on a soft smile on his face.

He sat obediently at the side, just watching his younger brother quietly, and fell asleep peacefully like this.

It's just because little Yang Guang really looks very good, he is fed and fat, lying in the car, sleeping peacefully like a little angel, pure and lovely.

People can't help but feel a sense of pity in their hearts when they look at it. What's more, to this day, Yang Guang still remembers standing outside the delivery room with his father, anxiously waiting for his mother to give birth.

At that time, Yang Yong actually had some ignorance, but the anxious mood of the people around him, as well as his father, who was always strong and calm, also looked preoccupied and extremely worried.

All this made Yang Yong also run over anxiously, and refused to go down no matter what.

After Yang Jian heard it, he was about to say a few words to him, when he saw the child's bright and penetrating eyes under the candlelight, staring at him stubbornly.

The appearance of refusing to give up made Yang Yong sigh slightly, then a pair of big hands fell on Yang Yong's head, and gently rubbed Yang Yong's head twice.

Then he said with a bit of worry: "Later, you can only stand quietly and not make trouble, you know?"

As soon as Yang Yong heard this, he knew that his father had agreed, so he nodded with a smile on his face.

After that, he looked at his father who was always so calm and calm in the past, as towering as a mountain, walking back and forth with unconcealed anxiety, and looked at the delivery room from time to time with even more anxiety.

This made Yang Yong's joyful mood because he could stay, quickly condensed down, and he stood aside obediently.

At this time, someone came out of the delivery room, but it was just a servant girl holding pots of blood. Looking at the dazzling red, Yang Yong couldn't help but ran forward two steps in a panic.

Then he reprimanded loudly: "What's the matter with you, why is there so much blood, is it possible that the mother was injured somewhere?"

As an orthodox child who grew up in a patriarchal society, Yang Yong actually doesn't know what it means for a woman to give birth.

Therefore, when I saw the appearance of these pots of blood coming out, I couldn't help but feel very flustered, only afraid that my mother would be injured.

Dugu Jialuo is the person Yang Yong fears the most, but at the same time, he is also the person he admires the most. Thinking of his mother who was always calm and calm in the past, but now injured, Yang Yong couldn't stand and was about to rush in. .

Others dare not let him in, they hurriedly stopped him, the more other people blocked him, the more bad premonition Yang Yong had, and he rushed out even harder.

It's not that the other people can't stop Yang Yong, it's just that he is the master after all, and they are just slaves. When they accidentally hurt Yang Yong, they will suffer. Therefore, for a while, the two sides still feel that they are evenly matched.

Such a noisy voice made Yang Jian, who had been silently chanting Buddha in his heart and praying for the blessings of gods and Buddhas in the sky, come back to his senses.

He walked forward quickly.Putting his hand on Yang Yong's shoulder, he said very calmly: "Enough, Yonger, this is the process your mother must go through in giving birth. And all we can do is pray to God, so that your mother can be safe Production."

Praying to God, Yang Yong silently recited these four words in his heart in a daze, what absurd and ridiculous thing this is.

His education since he was a child told him that one must fight for what one wants, that a gentleman must protect himself at all times without standing under a dangerous wall, and must not have the desire to die.

But now my mother is lying in the delivery room, I don't know what to do, I can only see basins of blood coming out, and the surroundings are extremely quiet, as cold as an ice cave.

Yang Yong's mood was very complicated, he raised his head slightly with mixed feelings, and saw Yang Jian's face under the candlelight, it was so tired, and his eyes were so worried.

This made Yang Yong swallow the words he originally wanted to question. Thinking of the love of his parents in the past, Yang Yong bit his lower lip, and finally stood aside without saying anything.

In this quiet night, Yang Yong knew for the first time what powerlessness is, the feeling that he can only let the people closest to him work hard, while he can only watch on the sidelines, and even pin his hopes on gods and Buddhas.

Yang Yong was deeply shocked. After that, he no longer had the slightest impetuousness, and his whole person seemed to have been completely reborn.

Simply put, Dugu Jialuo leaned against the plug-in, and there was no problem. When the child's cry sounded, everyone subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, Yang Jian's face was so condensed and worried just now, he was really afraid that if something happened to Dugu Jialuo, they would all have to risk their lives.

Dugu Jialuo, who had just given birth in the delivery room, had hair on her temples that was wet with sweat and condensed on her face. The slightly pale face and the black and smooth hair complemented each other. The extreme white and black seemed to be So beautiful.

The servant at the side reported Yang Yong's series of actions to him in a low voice. Dugu Jialuo, who was still too tired, couldn't help laughing. He shook his head slightly, and told the servant at the side: "Go let Xiaoyong write a few big characters properly.

I'm going to have an inspection tomorrow, so I have to be careful not to let him be lazy! "

After all, childbirth is very exhausting. After saying this, Dugu Jialuo fell asleep again under the service of everyone.

The servant girl also went out to beg for the reward with the young son who was born to Dugu Jialuo. As soon as Yang Yong heard the servant girl's straightforward words, and then recalled how strict his mother was when assigning homework, all the melancholy and flustered disappeared immediately.

On the contrary, another sense of urgency arose, and what he said in his heart, he also showed a dull look on his face, but his heart no longer had the worry just now, and he was eager to feel sorry for himself because of it.

Looking at his child's flustered appearance, Yang Jian couldn't help but smile unkindly.

Then he put his eyes on the baby in swaddling clothes. The skin of the newborn baby was still red. Even though his eyes hadn't been opened yet, from the long and narrow eyeliner and the small nose, it could be seen It can be seen that this child has a good facial features model.

Yang Jian thought in this way, stretched out his hand, and gently touched the child's smooth little face.

Yang Yong, who couldn't do it in his heart, was also brought back to his senses because of Yang Jian's actions. He jumped up twice excitedly, which meant that he was eager to see his brother, and the praise couldn't be more obvious.

Yang Jian patted his head amusedly, and then signaled the maid to show the child to Yang Yong.

When Yang Yong saw this child for the first time, he frowned subconsciously. It is true that those around him are not only handsome men and beautiful women, but at least they have to have good facial features.

Suddenly seeing a child with glowing red skin, he couldn't help frowning, feeling very disappointed.

But who made her his younger brother? Yang Yong felt pity for his younger brother who was born extremely ugly, but at the same time couldn't help but show two points of disgust.

At the same time, being well-educated, he was also silently assuring in his heart that he would not dislike this younger brother. Yang Yong stretched out a finger with this thought in his heart, ready to gently touch the child's little face.

At this moment, Yang Guang, who hadn't opened his eyes just now, slowly opened them, and those bright black eyes were full of cleanliness and ignorance.

Not to mention that he also stretched out a small hand, and tightly grasped Yang Yong's finger. Such a delicate and narrow hand held tightly, but he could only grasp one of his own. finger.

The feeling that he can only rely on himself for a living, and those clear and ignorant eyes, which are cleaner than spring water, are deeply imprinted in Yang Yong's heart.

Originally, he still had two points of disgust, but now he no longer has any thoughts of disgust. On the contrary, he felt his younger brother's tender little hands tightly holding his fingers, Yang Jing.

He couldn't help showing off and said: "Father, you see, my younger brother obviously likes Yonger more."

Hearing this, Yang Jian looked at the eldest son with proud eyes and a faint sense of pride, nodded, then patted him on the shoulder with a smile, full of appreciation as always.

It calmed Yang Yong's fear of being born with Dugu Jialuo's other child these days, and with no other thoughts in his mind, he looked at the infant brother with affection.

Just because of this erroneous scene, Yang Yong was really kind to Yang Guang.

Most of the children in their infancy recognized people by smell. Yang Yong came to play with Yang Guang every day, and he naturally remembered the smell, which showed that he was extremely close to Yang Yong.

The appearance of always opening his small hands and looking like a swallow throwing himself into the forest also made Yang Yong feel more dependent. At the same time, his feelings for Yang Guang became deeper and deeper.

The two got along so well, Dugu Jialuo and Yang Jian could only be relieved, they stood quietly outside the door, watching a child lying in the car, falling asleep happily.

A child sat on the side safely, looking at his younger brother's sleeping face, and the two adults looked at each other tacitly, and they both saw the relief in each other's eyes.

Then they smiled at each other tacitly, and finally walked out gently with a smile, both of them had the same joy in their hearts.