Little Niang[Transmigration Book]

That night was so wonderful, and the atmosphere was so cozy, so even Song Yanming didn't realize the ambiguity of this sentence.

He just followed his words and walked over, sat down beside him, looked down at him,

"You drink too much."

"No."

Rong Yu twitched the corners of her mouth, shook her head, and pointed directly out of the window.

"look."

Song Yanming looked outside in the direction he pointed, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Here is close to the suburbs, but you can have a panoramic view of the whole capital from a distance. On the night of Qixi Festival, there are dim lights everywhere, and there are fireworks that rise into the sky one after another, exploding brilliant lights in the night sky from time to time. It's all so blurry, it's almost unreal.

Song Yanming thought, this kid really knows how to pick places.

The moon was sparse, and the breeze came in from the outside, blowing people's sleeves fluttering, very refreshing, looking down into the distance, I just felt like a fairy living in the moon palace.

Rong Yu wanted to pour wine for herself, but after thinking about it, she dropped the glass and poured it directly into her mouth.

Song Yanming stopped him at the moment, he looked at him and said, "Don't drink too much."

"Will not."

Rong Yu smiled lowly, and took advantage of the opportunity to pour wine into his glass,

"Song Yanming, do you think I have no restraint? Don't worry, I won't get drunk even if I drink another pot."

Song Yanming didn't believe it, it's not that he had never seen him drunk, but seeing him was full of joy, although he was fuzzy, his consciousness was still clear.After pondering for a moment, he poured the wine with him.

— Just finish this pot.

Rong Yu filled the wine and touched Song Yanming's glass lightly with the wine bottle.

"I wish Hou Ye great prosperity and achieve his wish as soon as possible."

Song Yanming looked down at him and smiled softly, "Why don't you bless yourself."

Rong Yu shook his head, thinking, if there is no accident, Xuanzong will die in more than a year, and the conflicts accumulated over the years between the court and China will break out at the same time, and the covetous Japanese will take the opportunity to move south - the world will soon be chaotic .At that time, the Bei'an Dynasty, which has internal and external troubles, will have to drag the future chief assistant out of the quagmire.

Rong Yu doesn't know whether he will be affected in the future, but as long as he doesn't deviate from the main line of this book, the Pingyang Marquis Mansion behind Song Yanming can be his lifelong refuge. A relatively free and safe path can be blazed in such a troubled world.

Thinking of it this way, his face became even more sincere, shaking his wine glass,

"It's enough to bless you, after all..."

A curve was drawn at the corner of his mouth, "Hello, me too."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Rong Yu felt that the words were inappropriate, but sorry that Song Yanming had never seen the advertisement of the well-known kidney treasure, he just said sincerely,

"All I rely on is Lord Hou. I just want you to be good."

As soon as the words fell, another firework rose into the sky and exploded in the sky. The night was instantly illuminated by the firework, and at the same time, it also lit up a gleam of color in Rong Yu's black eyes. Song Yanming seemed to see Wei Wei in those eyes. of myself.

With a thought in his mind, he looked away and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, "Okay, with your good words, I will be the tiger behind you."

Rong Yu understood that he was implying something, but he was not annoyed at all, but looked at him with a smile on his face,

"It's okay to say that I am a fox pretending to be a tiger. As long as you, a big tiger, are willing to be my backer for the rest of your life, my humble and weak fox will be complete."

Song Yanming smiled, without any trace of his usual prestige, his eyebrows and eyes were flying high, as if the sun was rising from a distant mountain, he was really handsome and extraordinary.

Rong Yu couldn't help but said: "Song Yanming, you look so good-looking when you smile, why do you insist on being an old master all day long with a straight face, Wen Yan has been spoiled by you."

He glanced at Song Yanming again, intending to flatter him, "Tsk tsk, what a handsome man, who can be called the most beautiful man in Bei'an Dynasty than Lord Hou!"

Song Yanming glanced at him, "It's hard to raise a villain. If you are close, you will not be inferior. If you are far away, you will complain. The ancients were sincere and never deceived others."

"Hmph, I'm a villain, how about it, it's not enough to say good things about you."

"what ever."

Song Yanming chuckled and drank the wine. He didn't drink too much, but for some reason tonight, he drank one cup after another. He felt extremely relaxed, as if wandering freely in the water.

He has never experienced such loose freedom, which is not at all the same as his previous upright and rigorous life.

Once in a while, that's fine.

The two drank all the remaining Yubing Shao, and Rong Yu wanted to ask someone to bring the wine, but Song Yanming stopped him,

"Don't drink, be careful to drink too much."

Rong Yu thought about it, so he gave up. He was about to climb to the table and drink two mouthfuls of hot soup to refresh himself, but Song Yanming stopped him,

"Come back, I have something to tell you."

Rong Yu turned her head and sat back obediently in front of the window, looking at him with questioning eyes.

Song Yanming sat upright, looked into his eyes, and said slowly:

"You, in the future, restrain your temper more or less, you know?"

Different from the previous few times, Song Yanming's voice at this time did not mean to blame at all, but was soft and comforting, seemingly helpless, and also faintly instructing.

Rong Yu couldn't help being startled, this feeling made him feel weird, but he didn't hate it, he touched his nose, feeling a layer of hot water floating in his heart.

Song Yanming's voice was a little low because of the alcohol, "You are a member of our Song family, and this Marquis will protect you, but it is inevitable that you will be negligent, and you will suffer a lot if you make this disadvantageous temper. Don't you want to be Lai Benhou again?"

"Where would it be..." Rong Yu's voice was low, he drank a lot of wine, two pink flowers were flying on his cheeks, and after Song Yanming said this, even his snow-white ears were dyed red.

In fact, he is quite a thick-skinned person, but for some reason he has a guilty conscience tonight.

He pursed his lips, then suddenly raised his head and said, "Song Yanming, from now on, I will try not to cause trouble for you."

Song Yanming smiled.

"Don't believe me, I will always remember how well you treat me. I am really not the kind of person who waits for wolf-hearted people."

"Okay, don't worry, the Marquis will help you explain the paperwork to Mr. Qi."

"Hey!" Rong Yu was angry, angry that he thought he said these words because he had other motives.

"Okay, Ben Hou was just making a joke, so you are allowed to make fun of me." Song Yanming smiled, "Then I will wait for you to show it in the future."

The two returned to the table and ate almost all the food on the table. Rong Yu was so drunk that his belly was bulging and he felt tired and exhausted. He didn't want to move, so he asked Song Yanming for instructions:

"I'll just sleep in the store tonight, I'm too lazy to go back."

Song Yanming didn't know that a person like him had one thing and two things. If he promised him now, would he be able to go back to the house honestly in the future? Even if you refuse,

"No, go back home with me."

"But I'm so sleepy that I can't even walk."

"The carriage is coming soon, I'll just sit down later, how can I tire you."

"Ah, Song Yanming, I beg you."

"If you can't, then you can't," Song Yanming said in a rare serious tone, "It's for your own good to be more obedient."

Before the words fell, a low voice came from the door:

"Boss, there is a carriage parked at the door, saying it is waiting for you."

"Oh my god," Rong Yu knew that he couldn't convince the other party, so he stood up, scratched his hair irritably, glared at Song Yanming, and went downstairs angrily.

Song Yanming smiled and followed him down.

The carriage staggered and drove on the uneven road.

Song Yanming looked at Rong Yu who was lying quietly by the car window, and said,

"Just now I told you not to be petty, why did you just agree to this in a blink of an eye?"

Rong Yu said sleepily, "Brother...I'm really sleepy, okay...don't blow the wind to wake you up and I'll sleep you right away."

Song Yanming said, "Okay, we're almost there, hold on for a while."

Rong Yu rubbed his eyes, he was really sleepy, and with the smell of alcohol, he lowered the curtain, slid on the floor of the car, and then lay down on the seat,

"No, no, no... I'm so sleepy, let me squint for a while..."

Before Song Yanming could stop him, he saw that the other party had already fallen asleep.

At this speed, he sighed helplessly, watching him huddled in a small ball lying on the seat, after thinking about it, he took off his cloak and covered him up.

The carriage swayed, and Song Yanming watched his head sway along with the carriage, he hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand to block between his head and the wall of the carriage, so as not to knock his head.

This kid can rely on him for anything, if he really knocked his head, he would have to play petty temper in front of him again.

Song Yanming looked at his sleeping face, remembered what he had promised him just now, a smile could not help but float on the corner of his mouth.