Little Niang[Transmigration Book]

Song Yanming was very strict, although Rong Yu was an uninvited guest, but he was not short of the treatment he should have been given.

No, I said hello in advance, and when it was dark, a young man came with a bucket of hot water.

Rong Yu took a warm bath comfortably.

When he got out of the water, Rong Yu lay on the edge of the bathtub, shook his head and wiped his face. His white and clear face was even more moist and beautiful. He got up, wrung out his hair a little, pulled some bath towels from the racks to wrap his body, and then walked to the mirror with bare feet.

A strange but handsome face was reflected in the dim copper mirror.

Looking at the other party, Rong Yu couldn't help but feel a little dazed. This feeling is very strange. He knows that the other party is himself, but he is not himself. This makes Rong Yu fall into the philosophical proposition of the dialectical of matter and consciousness.

When he was taking a bath just now, he inspected the body of this intersex person. This was the first time he saw such a deformed body—he was not a medical student, so he naturally felt extremely uncomfortable with such things that violated the rules of nature, especially this one. Or his own body - such a body, is it considered a man, or a woman?If you applaud for love, will you get pregnant?

Bridge Bean Sacks!

brain!Please stop your terrible associations!

Rong Yu shivered, and finally waited for the goosebumps to dissipate, then dried his hair and changed into obscene clothes. He looked at the person in the bronze mirror again, and sighed for the nth time, tsk tsk, it's so beautiful.

No wonder Rong Changfeng likes him knowingly that he can't do it.

However, beauty is a double-edged sword. For the weak original body, it is impossible to grasp this sharp weapon that can be counterattacked at any time. If it is ordinary, it can guarantee lifelong stability, which is really ironic.

The season is early autumn at this moment, and there is still a bit of hot and dry daytime at night, without the city’s heat island effect, and the lack of air-conditioning at night will not make people feel uncomfortable, but I always feel a little uncomfortable in my heart.

Rong Yu pushed open the window and looked out from a distance, it was actually full moon, the moonlight was like water, sprinkled beautifully on this Hou's mansion, making the beams and buildings of the whole Hou's mansion dance with wavy light.

Rong Yu finally understands where the discomfort in her heart comes from. Such a lonely night cut off from modern civilization is really too confusing. There is no mobile phone, no computer, and lack of any well-known entertainment methods-the time suddenly increases. Rong Yu, a workaholic who wished to spend 24 hours a day in 48 hours, was a bit uncomfortable.

It's true that work has abused me thousands of times, and I treat work like first love.

There was a breath of chaos in his heart, so Rong Yu went outside to get some air.

As soon as I turned a corner, I saw government soldiers patrolling. When five or six men saw Rong Yu, they couldn't help being stunned for a moment. Some government soldiers inside who knew the situation said in a low voice, and the group of men gathered together. He walked away with a serious face, and he didn't turn his eyes at a beauty like Rong Yu.

It seems that the personnel management ability of Pingyang Marquis Mansion is still good.

Rong Yu thought to himself.

He walked aimlessly, walked through the winding corridors, turned around a few corners, walked for a while, the lights gradually faded, except for one or two ghostly bright lamps, it was pitch black, far away Looking from a distance, the Hou Mansion at this time looks like the man-eating feudal mansion in the old society in TV dramas.

Rong Yu scratched his sleeves.

He was often punished and confinement in the orphanage because of his misbehavior. It is natural for him to shut up in a small dark room to reflect on himself. This also caused Rong Yu's weakness of being particularly afraid of the dark. Two unknown calls made Rong Yu's heart tremble, and he quickly quickened his pace and walked back, but after walking for a while, he found that the surrounding scenery was unfamiliar, among headless flies, it was difficult to find the light source. There was a small yard, and he quickly trotted towards the yard.

This courtyard still follows the minimalist style of the Hou Mansion, with an unremarkable ear door, with the words "Listen to the Study" written on the lintel, and a pile of dark green plantains growing vigorously around it, which is almost a typical example in line with the tastes of ancient intellectuals. courtyard.

Where is this place?

While he was wondering, there was a burst of sobbing and crying in his ears.Perhaps he was afraid that people would hear him, but the owner of the voice was very suppressed, he made it softer and louder, and then he smelt it carefully, the voice was clear and soft, like a child crying.

Rong Yu spent most of her childhood crying like this, feeling a little sour in her heart, she couldn't help but pushed open the door and walked in.

A boy about ten years old flung himself on the stone table. He was wearing a sandalwood smock, his hair was tied into two corners, his shoulders shrugged, and he was crying very sadly.

The sound of Rong Yu opening the door alerted him, he stopped crying and raised his head: "Who?"

When he saw Rong Yu's face clearly, the young man couldn't help being stunned: "Where are you sister from?"

elder sister?

Rong Yu looked at herself, the white loose silk clothes were fluttering in the wind, the slightly wet hair was hanging behind her, and his indistinguishable face could indeed be mistaken for a woman.

Rong Yu coughed: "Don't make a mistake about the child, I'm the elder brother."

The boy was born in pink and jade, quite cute. At this moment, he had a bit of vigilance on his face, and he said defensively: "I don't know you, why did you come to my courtyard?"

The young man spoke with a hint of Song Yanming's demeanor. Although his clothes were not luxurious, they were not dressed like a servant either. Rong Yu thought tentatively:

"Song Wenyan?"

"How do you know my name?" The young man frowned even more, "Who are you?"

It turned out to be the great reformer of the Bei'an Dynasty. I didn't expect the great reformer to be so cute when he was young. But think about it, Song Laohou was known as "Zhilan Yushu" when he was young, and his genes must be good , Song Wenyan is naturally not far behind.

"I..." Rong Yu originally wanted to say that I am your stepmother, but when she saw Song Wenyan's pair of black eyes staring at her like a little beast, she looked rather pitiful. Yu's evil intentions faded away, and she became serious,

"I'm an old friend of Lord Hou, and I'm staying at the mansion for a few days—kid, why were you crying just now?"

Song Wenyan's face froze, as if he had thought of something again, with a sad look on his face, he seemed to try his best to suppress it, but soon, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he threw himself on the stone table and started crying again.

"Hey, hey, don't cry, this is it."

The boy ignored him, unable to hide his sadness, and burst into tears.

Rong Yu patted his forehead, walked over helplessly, and grabbed his corner: "How old are you still crying, hey."

The cry grew louder.

Seeing him crying so hard that he was almost out of breath, Rong Yu rolled her eyes and immediately moved closer to his ear,

"Be careful, it's the night of the [-]th, I heard that there are monsters specially picked out at this moment, staring at crying children to eat."

Song Wenyan's voice paused, his face was raised, and he said tearfully, "Don't talk nonsense!"

"You don't believe me..." Rong Yu said seriously, "Mr. Gang Qi told me that the capital is under martial law recently, don't you even believe his words? Now is the time when people are panicking. "

"You... If you are so serious, why didn't anyone tell me?"

"Of course I can't tell you!" Rong Yu's eyes widened, "For a child like you, it's useless to tell you, and it makes you worry in vain, so why tell you?"

Rong Yu saw that his expression was a little frightened, and moved closer to him again: "I heard that the demon has already eaten more than a hundred people, and there are not enough people in the mass graves in the suburbs! You don't dare to cry, be careful to provoke people!" That monster!"

Song Wenyan's complexion turned pale: "My son... I'm so powerless when I don't speak."

Tsk, this kid is not easy to cheat.

Rong Yu giggled, his face suddenly changed, and he covered his neck with an ah, as if there were two hands tightly choking his neck, and he cried out in horror: "Ah, don't kill me, I'll kill you!" Not crying...that child is crying!"

Rong Yu struggled, grabbing his neck with one hand, and reaching out to Song Wenyan with the other: "Help! Help me!"

Song Wenyan even forgot to cry, he stood up abruptly, looking at everything in front of him in horror.

Rong Yu stumbled to his feet, his complexion becoming more and more painful, he tugged at his collar and yelled, "Don't pinch me... Ah... I'm going to die... Help!... It's... It's him ! I didn't cry..."

Rong Yu wanted to wait for Song Wenyan to run away in fright, but he didn't expect the other party to clenched his fists tightly even though he was scared.

"One person does things and one person is responsible... It is indeed me who is crying, not him, you let him go... What kind of monster are you..."

Rong Yu was stunned by this unexpected reaction, squatted down, covered her stomach and burst out laughing.

"Haha...haha...you kid!"

Song Wenyan realized that he had been deceived, and was very ashamed: "You lied to me!"

Immediately, he walked over to the stone table with a flick of his sleeves and sat down.

Rong Yu covered his stomach and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. Although he thought Song Wenyan's reaction of being scared and brave just now was a bit funny, he was actually a little moved in his heart.

Not to mention children, even adults, there are not many people who can do what Song Wenyan does in a critical moment.

So he approached Song Wenyan with a flattering smile,

"I'm sorry, brother, I lied to you, and it's because you cried too much to tease you."

"you--"

After all this tossing, Song Wenyan no longer had the intention to cry, and just sat there pouting angrily and sadly.

Rong Yu clasped her hands together: "That's right, why are you crying? If crying can solve the problem, then there will be no troubles in the world."

"You don't understand at all!" Song Wenyan turned his body on his back, and after a long while, he slowly turned his body back:

"Today is my birthday."

"what?"

Song Wenyan added: "It's also my mother's memorial day."

Rong Yu: "..."

作者有话要说：感谢在2019-11-1517:03:24~2019-11-1722:37:28期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 2 and [-];

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!