Little Niang[Transmigration Book]

The moonlight is cold and there is no wind at night.

A carriage rattled out from the palace gate, drove on the deserted street, and soon turned in along an inconspicuous side road.

When the carriage stopped in front of a small courtyard, the sound of Zi Shi could be heard from afar.

As soon as the curtain was lifted, Song Yanming came out of the carriage. He looked calm and had put on new clothes. The original mess was almost cleaned up, but the wound on his forehead was still faintly stained with blood.

The small yard had already left the door open, and with a soft squeak, Song Yanming walked in, and when he raised his head suddenly, there was finally a wave of turmoil on his calm face, and a smile gradually appeared on his lips, like a spring breeze in March, caressing the earth .

At the other end of the courtyard, Rong Yu, who was all dressed in plain clothes, smiled softly at him.

Although it was almost summer at this time, the night was cool. The man was only wearing a thin shirt, and he didn't know how long he had been waiting there.

Song Yanming's heart seemed to have a feather brushing over it. It was crispy, numb, and soft like water, which made him unable to say a word of reproach.

He walked straight over, tightened his cloak a bit, and said in a low voice,

"Why did you wait so late?"

Rong Yu didn't say a word, she just stretched out her hand to caress his face. When her eyes fell on the small wound, Rong Yu's eyes moved, and she gently wrapped her arms around his neck, tiptoeing A light kiss was printed on his lips.

"I'm waiting for you, I can't sleep."

He didn't ask Song Yanming how he got his wound, nor what he did when he entered the palace on a holiday today.

He only grasped Song Yanming's warm hand, and the two entered the bedroom hand in hand like an ordinary couple.

Song Yanming called for hot water to come in except for his robe, but Rong Yu refused to let him come in. He personally made a hot towel for him, wiped him bit by bit, and waited on him. He had never served anyone like this before. On weekdays, Song Yanming served him a lot, but at this moment, Rong Yu was very serious, like a virtuous and dignified wife, cleaning his hands and face with her own hands.She loosened his hair carefully, combed it lightly with a corner comb, and then took him to bed together.

Song Yanming reached into his skirt and touched his slightly protruding belly.

"Are you still suffering?"

"No," Rong Yu hugged his waist, and found a comfortable place to nest on his shoulder,

"Doctor Zhang's medicine is very good, I have an extra bowl of meat porridge tonight."

He said again, "Take it out, don't touch it like this, it's uncomfortable."

Song Yanming removed his hand from his lower abdomen, smiled slightly,

"I heard from the imperial doctor that if there is only one more person, the child will move in the stomach."

"Really?" Rong Yu was inexperienced, and didn't know if she would be taken aback by then, so she just frowned,

"It feels so strange, there is really a child inside."

Song Yanming smiled, lowered his head, and carefully looked at every part of his face, and felt that it was not enough, so he raised his hand to trace his face carefully.

"Yu'er..."

"what."

"Give me a kiss."

"Okay, I want to too."

There was a gentle smile on Rong Yu's brows, and Song Yanming couldn't help but open his mouth again. He had already pulled his neck down and blocked Song Yanming's thin lips, slowly breaking his serious and upright appearance, until it was stained with his own. Exclusive □□.

Everyone has been looking for their own belongings since birth, but the sea of ​​people is so vast, how easy it is. Fortunately, they found it and owned it.

Rong Yu bit Song Yanming's lips lightly, closed his eyes, tears fell from the corners of his eyes suddenly, this joy almost made him confused.

Song Yanming avoided his lower abdomen, and rubbed his slender and soft body into his own body, the swell in his heart was hard to contain.

"Yu'er, we will never be separated for the rest of our lives."

"Ah."

***

Although Xuanzong's body has been declared to be healed to the outside world, all the courtiers have clearly felt His Majesty's weakening spirit. Recently, the government has made frequent moves, and anyone with a discerning eye knows that the sky is about to change.

Since Xuanzong abolished the members of the Zhao family, the authority of the three princes has declined, and the cabinet has been almost in vain. The Tian family has highly centralized power. After the exorcism ceremony, Xuanzong reopened the cabinet for the first time. , Served as a senior scholar, and the officials in Beijing moved and stayed. Within a month, the inner court issued more than a hundred orders.

Another month later, Xuanzong's only son, Chongrui, named him the crown prince and made it known to the world. Not long after, the crown prince's biological mother, Concubine Xu, died suddenly in the palace and was named Queen Renxiao.

Rong Yu only heard a few words in the streets and alleys, but she also knew the bloody scenes behind it.

Master Shaoguo suspects that keeping the son and leaving the mother is a routine method to prevent foreign relatives from interfering in politics. Rong Yu also understands the rationality of this method in her heart, but her heart is still inextricably chilled. The future emperor's biological mother, because of the emperor drinking The favor of the queen gave birth to the only legal heir. Although this promoted her status, it also became a reminder for her.

I don't know if the emperor's heart softened at the moment when he gave the order.

Looking at the swaying branches outside the window, Rong Yu sighed.

His stomach is six months old, and all the early discomfort seems to pass at once, and now he eats and sleeps well.He also began to gradually get used to the fact that he was pregnant with a life, and sometimes he couldn't help secretly guessing whether it was a man or a woman, or like himself, a twin?

Rong Yu touched her swollen belly, perhaps because of the hormones in her body, a strange longing suddenly appeared in her heart.

Song Yanming had been in the palace for three consecutive days and three nights, and he had letters brought out from time to time, which didn't say anything, but only made him feel at ease, Rong Yu knew that the emperor was about to die.

According to Rong Yu's memory in the book, the emperor at this time was at the end of his battle.

He didn't have much affection for the emperor, just because he was Song Yanming's biological father, so he couldn't help but feel sorry for him. Moreover, the death of the emperor was also an opportunity for chaos in the world. So far, the Bei'an Dynasty began several years of turmoil.

The uneasiness in Rong Yu's heart resurfaced again, but he could do nothing now, he could only quietly wait for the birth of the fetus in his womb.

In the afternoon, he didn't wait for Song Yanming, but he waited for an imperial decree, ordering him to enter the palace to face the saint.

Rong Yu felt uneasy, wondering what Xuanzong wanted him to do at this moment, the father-in-law who read out the imperial decree saw Rong Yu's worry, and took out a letter from his sleeve. own character.

Rong Yu was so familiar with Song Yanming's handwriting that he opened the letter immediately, and there were only a few words, "Enter the palace with peace of mind."

Rong Yu thought to herself, I'm afraid the emperor is really dying.

Immediately, he entered the house and changed into a slightly more formal clothes, then followed the eunuch into the palace.