The reborn son cursed his mother, bah, she heard it all

Jiang Ying was awakened by the shocking feeling of "soreness, numbness and coldness" under his body.

She thought it was her long-lost period that had returned, and was about to be happy when a strange, trembling voice came from the end of the bed, "Girl, you gave birth to a son, but... Hey!"

The old lady's voice was trembling and she was sighing, which made people feel very uneasy.

The truth is not much better!

Everywhere Jiang Ying looked, he saw an old step-out bed with a pure white gauze canopy and crudely made sachets hanging on both sides of the gauze canopy. Then he looked at the antique atmosphere of the room and his heart skipped a beat.

Wow, I’ve lost weight so fast that I can catch up with the time-travel trend!

Why didn't anyone remind her that excessive weight loss could cause obesity?

When she turned around, a woman in her thirties wearing ancient costume was standing next to her, holding a silent baby in her arms.

Seeing that she was awake, the aunt placed the swaddling clothes in her arms with embarrassment, "Girl, your fetus is born with deficiencies, and you worry too much, the child... didn't even cry, it's as weak as a kitten, I, an old woman... tried my best."

"...He is so weak that he can't even cry. It will be very difficult to feed him. Please stay with the child for a while. I will go out to see if the young master has come."

When Jiang Ying saw the red ball lying next to her, she instinctively hid one meter away from the bed. With a thud, she accidentally bumped into the bed frame, causing a piercing pain on the back of her head.

As she reached out to touch him, she cried non-stop, "What? I've never even held a little brother's hand, how come I suddenly traveled through time and space and gave birth to a baby? Is this to fulfill my wish of becoming a mother without any pain?"

The problem is, she went to the Guanyin Temple before just to join in the fun with her classmates. Who wants a naughty son!

While looking at him with disdain, he couldn't help but look at the little brat.

The newborn baby was the size of an adult's forearm, with fingers as thin as the bamboo skewers of the big meat skewers, and wrinkled white skin, with peeling placenta on the forehead, shoulders and backs of the hands.

It is no longer something that can be described by the word "ugly".

Jiang Ying shed tears silently. At this moment, clues about the background of the time travel flooded into her mind.

Tragically, she was reborn into a woman from a poor family, who was sold to a human trafficker for ten taels of silver by her elders. After she escaped, she was unfortunately hit by a fast horse and became a foolish and brainless mistress.

The man who hit her was the only prince of this dynasty, named Yan Zhuo.

In order to avoid being forced into marriage by his stepmother, Yan Zhuo took advantage of the situation when his original wife came to him to make trouble for him, and created the illusion that he doted on his mistress and she was doing whatever she wanted.

However, he never thought that his original body had learned some medical skills from an old man in the village. In order to firmly bind this long-term luxurious meal ticket to him, he worked tirelessly and painstakingly, and finally succeeded in sleeping with Yan Zhuo!

It worked on the first try, and she gave birth to a son prematurely in July.

after that……

The original body worked hard to support her son, and because of her son's status, she successfully rose to become Yan Zhuo's concubine.

Unfortunately, this is not the end, but a bad ending.

Be it Yan Zhuo's scheming wife or his cunning stepmother, neither of them is easy to deal with.

Within a few years, the original body died in a cannibalistic fight in the harem.

When she died, her son Yan Zhi was less than six years old.

After her death, Yan Zhi was flattered by his stepmother Jiang Yilin and became an arrogant, domineering and cynical little waste.

At the coming-of-age ceremony when he was 20 years old, Yan Zhi angered his biological father to death and killed his stepmother with his own hands, becoming a well-known villain in the capital. He was eventually killed by his stepmother's son, thus making him the protagonist.

Jiang Ying: I have a question called MMP, but I don’t know whether I should say it or not?

No matter how slow Jiang Ying was, he understood that Yan Zhuo's wife Jiang Yilin was the heroine who had the right time, place and people, and was the darling of heaven!

And the little mistress she wore was definitely cannon fodder under the feet of the heroine!

Ha ha.

Oh my God, are you kidding her?

After a while, Jiang Ying closed his eyes and stared down at the child who was breathing weakly beside him, feeling both sympathetic and complicated.

After all, he is just a tool and cannon fodder.

"Hiss..." A strange surge made Jiang Ying scream and he subconsciously covered his chest.

It's hot, swollen, and slightly painful, even more torturous than before my period.

Yet, there is an inexplicable feeling of a strange bond of happiness.

When Jiang Ying realized that she had spit up milk, her monkey son, who had not reacted until now, finally whimpered like a puppy.

“Hmm…hmm…hmm…hmm…”

He is weak and frail, just like a newborn puppy.

Jiang Ying instinctively felt terrified when faced with such a soft little creature.

After all, she was nicknamed Nun Miejue, and her home did not allow any living creature, including flowers and plants, except herself.

For a long time, Jiang Ying's hands and feet were stiff.

Finally, he mustered up the courage to reach out and touch the child's face.

The seven-month premature baby was skin and bones, with only a little flesh on his face.

No wonder Aunt Chen said this child is difficult to raise.

In her opinion, it is not only difficult to raise a pet, but it could die in a matter of minutes.

"...Don't, don't be afraid." Jiang Ying said in a dry voice, and it was unclear whether he was comforting himself or comforting a little kid who knew nothing.

But what made her happy was that the baby space was still there!

Jiang Ying is a fifth-year medical student. By chance, he owns a space where a miraculous doctor can bring people back to health. The black soil in the space naturally grows many precious medicinal herbs, and there is also a natural, pollution-free spring that can strengthen the body.

I had planned to use the space to make a fortune after finishing my undergraduate studies, but who would have thought that before graduation, because of a matter of losing weight, my soul would travel back to ancient times?

But as long as the space is still there, there is no need to be afraid of time travel.

In a short time, the clothes on her chest were soaked.

Jiang Ying touched her breasts and found they were not big, much smaller than her size of 120 pounds.

It's amazing that there is so much milk.

Jiang Ying boldly picked up the child, lifted his clothes, and was about to feed him, but then he thought that the child was so weak that he might have trouble sucking milk, so he used his consciousness to summon half a cup of spiritual spring water from the space, and a small bottle of Tianshan Snow Lotus extract.

With the warmth of spiritual spring water and the nourishment of snow lotus, even a person who has just died can be brought back to life.

What's more, it's a living child.

But just as she mixed the spiritual spring and the extract together and smeared it on the kid's lips with her finger, she heard a fierce voice:

[Pah, pah, pah, stupid woman, what are you giving me to eat? Poison! ]

[I knew you weren't kidding when you said 'It would be better to strangle him the day he was born'! ]

[You are so vicious, you are so vicious, but if you can't kill me, I will marry a wife when I grow up and honor you! ]

Jiang Ying: ???

who? Who is speaking?

After looking around blankly like a frightened bird for a moment, Jiang Ying lowered his head to look at the monkey son in his arms.

No way? She could hear his thoughts?

Is she worthy of such a trendy time-travel golden finger?

The next moment, the golden finger was placed there again, eyes were not eyes, nose was not nose, [What are you looking at? Stupid woman, isn't it my duty to be mean to you? ]