After Transmigration Book, the villain forced me to have a baby [Transmigration Book]

Thinking of the pain in his butt until now, Song Zhiyi felt that he had been wronged. The maid was just expelled from the palace, but he suffered.

Song Zhiyi said that there is nothing to love in life.

"Zhiyi doesn't think I'm going to behead that maid right away?" Xiao Bugui paused, his tone a bit hesitant.

Song Zhiyi sensed danger from it, and he shook his head hastily.

Xiao Bugui let him go.

After dinner, Xiao Bugui approved a few papers, and Song Zhiyi lay on the bed reading.

The lights were dim, reflecting Song Zhiyi's slightly flushed cheeks.This scene is quiet and beautiful, seducing Xiao Bugui all the time.

Xiao Bugui was tickled by the hook, put down the notebook and sneaked onto the bed, and pulled Song Zhiyi into his arms.

Song Zhiyi was startled at first, and panicked, thinking that Xiao Bugui would still do what happened last night.His butt hasn't healed yet, must he be so beastly?

Xiao Bugui didn't move, but said softly, "What is Zhiyi looking at, can you read it to me?"

His voice was so gentle that it almost overflowed the water, making Song Zhiyi's breathing stagnate.

Song Zhiyi looked at the book in his hand. It was a book on history, which was different from the history in the real world. He thought it was quite interesting, so he wanted to read it.

Read it... It's a bit too embarrassing.But Xiao Bugui's eyes were so calm that one couldn't bear to refuse.

Well, well, who let him be the master.Song Zhiyi sighed inwardly, and began to read in a low voice.The book is all written in classical Chinese, which is difficult to understand, and he stuttered when he read it, which made him feel hypnotized.

At first Xiao Bugui listened very seriously, but after a while he lowered his head and fell asleep, then tilted his head, leaned against Song Zhiyi's arms and took long breaths - fell asleep.

This fact made Song Zhiyi not know whether to cry or laugh.

The lights in the room were really not bright, Xiao Bugui nestled in his arms, the shadow on his face made him look innocent and harmless, very different from the violent king before.Like a little dragon cub when he was a child, because he was too tired to practice, he obediently sought the comfort of his master.

At that moment, Song Zhiyi felt his heart soften beyond measure.

It seemed that no matter what Xiao Bugui did, he couldn't really hate him.

Song Zhiyi showed a smile unknowingly, lowered his head and kissed Xiao Bugui's forehead lightly.Then asked someone to turn off the lights, and let Xiao Bugui sleep with him in his arms.

If Song Zhiyi opened his eyes at this time, he would see Xiao Bugui showing a triumphant smile in the darkness.

After that night, Song Zhiyi was allowed to go out for a stroll, but he could only go out accompanied by eunuchs and guards. Generally, where he passed by, Xiao Bugui would make others avoid him.

Song Zhiyi still felt very bored, but after all, he could still come out for a while, and he was already very content.

In recent days, he has been very obedient to Xiao Bugui, he can do whatever he asks, and he will try not to refuse except for the most intimate things.Because of the tenderness that night, Song Zhiyi really couldn't do anything to refuse.

But Song Zhiyi found that the illusion of Samsara Terrace did not disappear, but strengthened instead.Because he found that his few cultivation bases continued to be lowered, and now he has no power to fight back against Shang Xiao Bugui.

Things are a little unresolved.

First of all, what Xiao Bugui wanted was that he should be right, otherwise the illusion would not change, but why the illusion is not weak but strong, this is a bit strange.

However, what made Song Zhiyi most uncomfortable was going back to his yard.For him now, no matter how big the closed space is, it will make him feel oppressed.

No matter how cold it is in the house, the windows and doors will be open, and he must be connected to the outside world to be at ease.Unless Xiao Bugui comes back, it won't be closed even if the north wind blows at night.

Xiao Bugui has been very busy recently, coming back later and later, and more and more tired.Sometimes Song Zhiyi would feel that a day passed in a daze, and he hadn't done anything yet.

Lying in bed at night, I also feel that time passes extremely slowly, but I don't know when half a month has passed.

Song Zhiyi counted the days, and suddenly realized that a long time had passed, but the illusion still hadn't progressed.

The north wind blew the door creakingly, and a gust of cold wind blew slightly, Song Zhiyi subconsciously wrapped the quilt tightly, curled up in the warm quilt and didn't want to move at all, almost fell asleep in a daze.

Xiao Bugui came back at this time.

"Why didn't you close the door?" Xiao Bugui came in wearing a cloak to shelter from the wind, the room was a bit cold.He rubbed his hands, waited for his palms to warm up before sitting on the side of the bed, and patted Song Zhiyi lightly.

Song Zhiyi was bleary-eyed, and shrank back into the bed, letting Xiao Bugui come up.They've been in the same bed lately, and he's used to it.

Xiao Bugui took off his clothes and climbed into bed, the bed was as warm as a spring day, Song Zhiyi slept softly, lying in his arms very well.

But after all, it came from outside, bringing in the cold air, Song Zhiyi was still woken up by the cold.He rubbed his eyes, his voice was a little confused, "You came back very late today."

"Some things are delayed." Xiao Bugui replied in a low voice. "Why is the door open again tonight? If you wait for me, you don't have to wait with the door open. It's easy to get sick when the night wind blows."

Song Zhiyi's eyes were moist and he looked a little confused.

Xiao Bugui's heart sank, he stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, and found that the skin under his palm was astonishingly hot.

"Come here, pass on the imperial physician!" Xiao Bugui seemed to have a group of naughty chickens in his heart, jumping around indiscriminately, chattering and chattering non-stop.

The eunuch guarding outside was almost killed on the spot by the yelling, and ran out to preach to the imperial physician.All of a sudden, the palace was full of chaos, and the imperial physician on duty was directly pulled over.

The old doctor was almost seventy, and his old bones were still strong, so he didn't fall apart.As soon as he entered the room, before he even had time to salute, he was pulled over to feel his pulse.

Song Zhiyi's face was reddish from the fever, his eyes were half-closed and he was speechless.

The old doctor was well-informed, and had an idea as soon as he got the pulse. "This young master is suffering from a cold caused by the cold. In addition, he is mentally depressed and stagnant in his heart, so he is more likely to fall ill."

"Mental depression..." Xiao Bugui repeated these words several times in his mouth, and then he asked the imperial physician to prescribe the medicine.

He lowered his head and stared at Song Zhiyi, feeling as if he had knocked over a seasoning bottle in his heart. Countless flavors were mixed together, and he no longer knew what it was.

Of course he knew that Song Zhiyi was mentally depressed, and any normal person would be depressed if he was locked in a room for more than a month without anyone talking.

Because he knows what it feels like best.

The Nanming emperor had few heirs, and the emperor was ruthless.After his mother passed away, no one would protect him anymore. If the emperor didn't care, other brothers would bully him.For example, throw him into the pool in winter, mix his meals with soil, and shoot the apples on his head with a bow.

But the most excessive thing was to lock him in a small dark room for five days when he was only seven years old.

The small black room was dark, and no one responded to his desperate yells.Two days ago, there were servants delivering some food, but they were simply forgotten in the small dark room afterwards.Fortunately, it was the emperor's birthday soon, and the emperor saw that a son was missing and asked him to rescue him.

Xiao Bugui at this time was extremely grateful to his father.He clearly knew that it was his father's ruthlessness and connivance that caused him to be bullied like this, but he was still grateful to his father.

However, the emperor's indifference hurt him.The emperor asked him to be released, but the elder brothers who were the culprit just kept copying books.

This is also the real reason for his indifference to others later on.

Now, he's doing the things he hates the most... with the people he loves the most.

Xiao Bugui's heart was cut like a knife.

The old doctor's movements were very agile, and it didn't take long before he brought the soup and medicine.Xiao Bugui hurriedly avoided the old doctor's salute, took the soup and carefully fed Song Zhiyi.

At this time, Song Zhiyi was quite sober and could sit up by herself, but her face was much paler.

"It's so bitter." Song Zhiyi took a sip, his whole face wrinkled, he pushed away Xiao Bugui's hand, turned his head and refused to drink any more.

Song Zhiyi has never been so self-willed before, probably because of illness, the previous barriers have temporarily disappeared, making him a lot more childish.

Xiao Bugui suddenly felt that the person in front of him was a little cute.

"Drink the medicine to get better!" Xiao Bugui insisted, breaking Song Zhiyi back.

Song Zhiyi refused to cooperate, shook his head desperately, and kept his mouth shut, refusing to drink the medicine.

Like a five-year-old child, Xiao Bugui shook his head in his heart.But the medicine in his hand was going to be cold soon, so he held the medicine bowl in one hand and supported Song Zhiyi with the other. He took a sip of the medicine and forced Song Zhiyi to drink it with his mouth.

Song Zhiyi really didn't dare to struggle, and just poured a big gulp of medicine into it.His eyes widened, he never expected such a classic scene to happen to him.

"Knowledge." Xiao Bugui's voice suddenly became hoarse. "I heard that when people have a fever, the back will also be very hot. If you are disobedient, I don't mind getting you here."

This is the most blatant threat!Song Zhiyi was sweating profusely, but struggling helplessly but Xiao Bugui couldn't, so he could only take the remaining decoction angrily, and gulped it down with an expression of death.

As if drinking such a small amount of medicine could kill him.

Xiao Bugui showed a disappointed expression.Although he was just scaring Song Zhiyi, it's not like he didn't think about that.

That kind of feeling is really good, especially his consciousness, so soft and sweet, it makes him want to stop, taste the taste.But in order to take into account Song Zhiyi's emotions, he has not moved.

Xiao Bugui's eyes were burning.

Song Zhiyi had taken the medicine, and his mouth was so bitter, he grabbed the candied fruit presented by the eunuch and started to nibble, trying to ignore Xiao Bugui's increasingly fiery eyes.

"It's better to eat less, it's easy to get angry." Xiao Bugui saw that he had eaten too much, so he took Song Zhiyi's hand to stop him from eating.

Song Zhiyi withdrew his hand reluctantly.

"From tomorrow onwards, you don't have to avoid other people when you go out." Xiao Bugui hesitated for a moment, and said reluctantly. "The imperial doctor said that you are depressed, you should go out for a walk more."

Song Zhiyi was slightly taken aback, he didn't expect Xiao Bugui to be willing to let him go out.But even if you don't avoid the crowd, you only go to a few places, or you are locked in a cage and can't get out, what's the point?

"You...wait a little longer." Xiao Bugui's tone became more hesitant.Although he doesn't talk much on weekdays, he is always decisive, but today he drags his feet. "When the previous court agrees, I will make you the queen."

Um?Make him queen?Song Zhiyi was in a daze.

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