I'm just a peach

Chapter 33
He coughed lightly, folded the paper in half, put it in his cuff, turned around and left the pavilion.

Taotao kept tossing and turning in the path of reincarnation, only feeling a headache and nausea, she couldn't help but want to cry out, but her eyes went dark, she didn't know anything...

At the moment before she fell asleep, all that appeared in Taotao's mind was the face of Emperor Ronghua who sometimes smiled and sometimes looked calm.

Jiangnan Song Mansion.

"It's a baby! Congratulations to the master. Madam gave birth to a boy!" The midwife happily said to Song Cheng holding the baby.Song Chengle didn't know what to do. Although he was already a minister, he had always been childless. Fortunately, he listened to a fortune teller's advice and gave birth to this son at the right time!
"Master, please choose a name for our child." Madam Bai Zifeng said weakly. After giving birth, she is naturally weak, but fortunately, she is in good health on weekdays, so there is nothing serious about it.

Song Cheng nodded, and took the child from the midwife.

"Since it is a child who was obtained by a fortune teller, it can be regarded as a blessing from the sky. Let's call it Tianyou, Song Tianyou." Song Cheng shook the child in his arms, and the child seemed to have just realized it, "Wow" There was a loud cry.

At this time, a family in a dilapidated mountain village also gave birth to a daughter at the same time.The couple's conditions were not good, and they had no money to hire a midwife, so they gave birth to this child abruptly enduring the pain.

"This child really looks like you..." His wife said bitterly, her strength was gradually passing away in her body, and her voice became weaker and weaker: "Why don't you just call her Qian Luo, and I hope she can thrive even after Qian Fan Luo is exhausted After saying this, the wife's hand hangs down, and she can't make a sound anymore.

The husband hammered the couch remorsefully and kept calling his wife's name.She was originally the daughter of a scholar in the south of the Yangtze River. Although the conditions are not considered rich, she has no worries about food and clothing. If she hadn't followed him, how could she have ended up in her current situation.

After burying his beloved wife, he looked at the crying girl and finally made up his mind. He packed up the poor package, picked up the child in one hand, took a last look at the precarious home, and took a big stride. walked out.

15 years later.

"Wow! Butterfly! It's so beautiful, I must catch it!" A fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl was bouncing around and chasing the butterfly with a net for catching butterflies, panting and refusing to give up. .

The maidservants standing next to her were anxious, and kept calling the girl: "Qianluo, Qianluo, stop making trouble, in case the master sees it..."

Before the words fell, a majestic voice came from not far away: "What are you doing!"

The maids were so frightened that they knelt on the ground, not daring to lift their heads, while secretly blaming Qian Luo, every time it was her playfulness, the victims were all innocent maids like them!
Qianluo was catching butterflies vigorously, but was frightened by the sound, and the net in his hand fell to the ground with a "slap".

Song Cheng paced over, looking at the maids kneeling in front of him with a headache.Why are there only a few of them every time? And every time there is the instigator!
"Qianluo!" Song Cheng shouted angrily.Qian Luo was taken aback, and knelt down as soon as his legs softened, but those big eyes still rolled around, looking at Song Cheng without blinking.

(End of this chapter)