Little Niang[Transmigration Book]

Before Rong Yu could hold back her tears, she immediately sat up again after hearing this.

"It's ridiculous. Could it be that I wasn't the one Song Er Shao took out at night?"

He tightened the quilt: "Which of the servants at the family banquet in the Hou's mansion didn't see me being taken captive with their own eyes? Master Hou's words are really sad!"

He seemed to think of something again, clutching the corner of the quilt and sobbing:

"You don't know, that madman coerced me to the suburbs in the cold weather, he smiled lewdly and pressed on step by step until he tore off my clothes, just like that—"

"Enough!" Song Yanming looked at his beautiful and pure face, but said such obscenities, and was slightly angry: "You don't understand etiquette at all?"

Rong Yu let out a snort: "Propriety, righteousness and shame, can I have enough food and clothing? How much is a catty? Is it expensive?"

The person in front of him had a clever mouth full of cannonballs, as usual, he was reticent, and Song Yanming was full of furious anger in his heart. It seemed that he could easily shake his self-cultivation and natural calmness for many years.

——What is going on with this man?

In the past few days, he has sent dozens of people to investigate him, including the Rong family, and he even used secret agents that he had never used before.

It can be said that everything about this person has already been checked up and down, inside and out.

But all the results told him that this man's family background was clean, he was a twin who was raised in a deep boudoir and kept out of contact with outsiders, with a pure and kind temperament, a good son who would be sad for several days even if he stepped on an ant.

It does not correspond to the person in front of him at all.

More importantly, how did he know about that deeply hidden secret room.

The icy coldness covered Song Yanming's eyes for an instant,

"Do you think that the Marquis has nothing to do with you?"

"No," Rong Yu smiled and shook her head, "Of course there is a way. We have a majestic Marquis Mansion, there are many people who work for Lord Hou overtly and secretly. As long as Lord Hou is willing, they can be wiped out quietly." My neck, and then throwing my body into a mass grave in the suburbs, it's such a simple thing, but—Master Hou, why didn't you do this?"

After a while, Rong Yu went back to herself,

"Because you have to find out about this matter before you can rest assured that I will die, right?"

With a smile on the corner of Rong Yu's mouth, she looked at Song Yanming who was silent.

"It's a pity, as long as I don't tell you, you will never know, and I can guarantee that the biggest secret of this dynasty will never be known because of my death."

Rong Yu's eyes became darker,

"Xuanzong is weak now, and there is only one third prince who is still in his infancy under his knees. The mother of the third prince, Wang Guifei, has a powerful family, and the humane master is less suspicious. If I die because of this insignificant little character, it will shake the sky. The secrets of the land were accidentally leaked out—the Japanese barbarians outside are watching intently..."

The words have already been said here, it is better to say it more clearly, Rong Yu shook the quilt on her body, sat up straight,

"Master Hou, you are a real gentleman, and I am also a real villain. To be honest, I only want to protect myself, and I have no interest in other things."

Rong Yu imagined all kinds of Song Yanming's reactions, angry, frightened, and disgusted... However, Song Yanming's eyes were dark, and he had completely calmed down. He lost his composure.

The corners of his tensed mouth even relaxed, and after a while, he said:

"Tell me, what do you want?"

Rong Yu was slightly startled, but said without hesitation, "It's safe."

His eyes suddenly brightened: "And - freedom."

Song Yanming raised his eyebrows slightly, walked slowly to the opposite pier, put his hands on the table, and tapped the table lightly and rhythmically with his slender fingers.

Click, click, click.

One by one.

Rong Yu clenched his hands secretly, and when Song Yanming finally gave him his trial, neither of them spoke again, only Song Yanming's finger clicked and clicked again in the quiet air.

Rong Yu knew that the other party was evaluating.

It is a dangerous move for him to say these words. He has already used it once, and he can only use it again with a desperate fight. He only hopes that this time he can gain the capital to survive freely in this world.

After all, the resources this physical body brought him were too few, and even his beauty became a burden. If no one protected him, he might be bitten and devoured by just walking half a step out of the Hou's mansion.

So he could only bet on himself, to blackmail the master of the Pingyang Hou Mansion in front of him, the middle-aged prince who concealed his identity, and the chief assistant of Danyang who will have power in the future.

Song Yanming's life is so honorable and smooth, only by tightly binding himself to him can his life survive.

Just as his heart was hanging, Song Yanming spoke.

"This queen will give you a title."

His handsome eyebrows had returned to his usual calmness, and he looked at Rong Yu indifferently.

Rong Yu suddenly realized what the other party said, and he agreed without hesitation:

"it is good."

This reaction fell into Song Yanming's eyes, but he smiled slightly, "How did you agree to what title was given to you?"

Rong Yu laughed at herself: "Any name is better than me now."

Song Yanming paused for a moment, then continued:

"You have not passed the three books and six media, and entered the Hou's mansion. You can't be a good concubine. At most, you can be regarded as the servant of the old Hou Ye. Would you like it?"

Rong Yu has some understanding of the marriage system of this era, and it is similar to other eras. It has always adhered to the tradition of monogamy and n concubines, but concubines are still divided into ranks. First, concubines have the highest status, followed by concubines, and third are maidservants. , and finally it was the trick's turn.

Maid servants are generally born in a humble family, and their status is only a little bit higher than that of servants. It probably means that they don't need to serve people, and they only need to give them a meal.

Rong Yushao said that he was also the named son of Chuzhou prefect Rong's family, no matter how arranged he should be a concubine, but Rong Yu didn't seem to feel that such an arrangement was any kind of ill-treatment to him.

He only immediately asked the question he was most concerned about:

"Can you freely enter and leave the Marquis Mansion if you serve as a prostitute?"

"Of course," Song Yanming stopped tapping his fingertips, "Just report to Director Qi for approval every day, and you can go anywhere after receiving the waist card, but..."

Song Yanming originally wanted to say that Rongyu's appearance is easy to cause trouble, and unnecessary going out should be minimized, but he paused for a moment, and felt the need to emphasize to him:

"You can think clearly, once you pass the registration of the ancestral hall, you will always be a member of the Marquis Mansion, you will never be able to love, you will never be able to withdraw, you will always be alone, until you grow old, until you die."

"Okay." Rong Yu agreed without even thinking about it.

A person's life is born naked and left naked, so why bother to burden yourself with so many things.

In his previous life, he tried countless times, and found that he had no ability to love at all, and because of his emotional and physical cleanliness, he didn't have any yearning or desire to accept the so-called sex.

Of course Song Yanming would think that adding a chastity archway to his 17-year-old body would be a harsh thing, but for Rong Yu, these are the most trivial things.

He stretched out his right hand to cover his heart, sincerely and solemnly,

"I have been a member of Pingyang Marquis Mansion all my life, please rest assured, Marquis."

After finishing speaking, Rong Yu laughed, her peach blossom eyes shone like spring water, making her face so beautiful that it was hard to look directly at it.

Song Yanming just looked at him quietly, for a moment, he looked away, stood up,

"Three days later, I will invite the elders of the Song family to visit the ancestral hall, so you can take good care of your wounds."

The author has something to say: Rong Yu: I will always be from the Marquis of Pingyang

Song Yanming: Benhou thought of the result, but not the process.

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