Chapter 75: The Emperor who tried to seize his wife XXXVI
In the garden.
“Father——” the little girl with pigtails rushed toward the man excitedly, and plunged into the man’s arms.
The man lifted her up and listened to the little girl’s giggling. He smilingly asked: “What was Tong Tong doing just now?”
“I was making wreaths! Look, daddy, does it look good?”
“Looks good.”
“I made it for daddy!” The little girl put the wreath on him, her cheeks were flushed and she smiled very satisfied.
The man started smiling with her. Suddenly, a woman’s voice floated over there, “Husband, Tong Tong——”
He looked in the direction of the voice. The woman was beautiful, smiling, and waving at the two of them.
Tong Tong also waved to her, “Mother——”
The man raised his foot, just about to walk over, and suddenly saw the woman covering her mouth in horror, staring straight at the direction behind him!
He turned his head abruptly, but saw the little girl who was still in his embrace just now, with a blood hole on her body. She was lying in a pool of blood, trying to raise her hand to him.
He bowed his head along with the little girl’s eyesight. He was impressively holding a sword in his hand!
“Daddy, why……”
In the room, Song Zheng suddenly opened his eyes.
The sky was already bright outside, and the morning light shone into the room. The little girl’s image slowly disappeared.
It was just a nightmare, but ever since she left, he had dreamed of this dream for many years. Even if he renounced himself from his position as a high-ranking official and took the initiative to resign and return to his hometown, this dream would still not disappear.
She once said that if she gave birth to a girl, she would be called Tong Tong. The Tong from the phoenix tree.
“Mister Song, is Mister Song here?” Someone knocked on the door.
Song Zheng got up and went to open the door. It was a very simple young man who smiled shyly at him: “Wang Shun’s wife has given birth. We all think you are knowledgeable and would like to ask you to name the child.”
He teaches all the people in the countryside, so they all call him Mister.
“Can I go see the baby?” After a moment of silence, he asked.
The young man opened his eyes in surprise, “Of course!”
Wang Shun is a simple peasant man. He only thought that Mister Song would casually help him name the baby. He didn’t expect Mister Song to actually personally come. He was so nervous he didn’t know what to do. He served tea for a while, and then he had to busy about and make him breakfast.
Song Zheng stopped him and asked: “Can I enter the delivery room and have a look?”
Wang Shun was taken aback, everything in the delivery room was cleaned up, and it was nothing to have a look, but……”She just gave birth, this, is unlucky, it might affect your fortune Mister……”
Song Zheng shook his head: “I don’t care, I just want to see the child first, and then give him a name.” He knows that the baby who has just born can’t be brought out to meet the wind
He was so caring that the farmer didn’t think much about it. “Okay okay okay, come with me.”
The delivery room was cleaned up, and the woman was lying in the thick bedding. Her face was flushed, but she was obviously exhausted and weak, and her breathing was light. She opened her eyes and her first gaze was towards the baby next to her in swaddling clothes. The baby slept soundly, her eyes were soft and watery, but at a glance, she wished to give the baby all the best things in the world.
Because this child is borne from her bones, and flesh.
Song Zheng looked on from a distance, his breathing seemed to be stuck.
He thought of Peipei and what she meant by saying that she would never be a mother in this life.
Even if she raises more children, she can’t feel this kind of blood-linked love. She wants to be kind to her children from the bottom of her heart, but she will never understand how a real mother looks at their child. She will never have this type of affection that comes from her own flesh, and bone.
And all this is caused by him……
The farmer didn’t know what he was thinking, and only boasted: “My baby is very stocky. When he crawled out from his mother’s belly, he cried loudly without being prompted by people. The sound was brighter and louder than a crowing rooster, it’s not me who’s saying——”
His excitement stopped suddenly,”Yi*…Mister, why are you** crying?”
*sound of surprise **formal you
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