"Niu?Niuu?"

Lying on the bed, covering his head with a quilt, the boy heard a gentle female voice appear beside him.

But he didn't know how to respond.

"If I pretend to be asleep, can I get away with it?"

Just as the boy was thinking about whether it was feasible, he heard a cry and the bedding he covered his body was lifted up most of the time.

He subconsciously glanced at him and saw a beautiful woman with an angry phoenix-eyed look sitting on the stool beside the couch.

When the eyes were intersecting, the boy and the beautiful woman looked at each other directly.

“Huh?”

Maybe I felt something, a little surprise appeared in the beautiful woman's eyes, and then, this surprise seemed to turn into concern, worry and anxiety.

"Sit up." She whispered in a tone with a little command.

"..." Due to the other party's inexplicable deterrence, the boy hesitated to sit up on the bed.

During this period, he secretly looked at the appearance of the beautiful woman in front of him.

This beautiful woman, who is suspected to be "his" mother, was wearing a dark indigo blue dress, her hair was combed into a bun, and a hairpin was inserted into her bun. Her age was estimated to be around 26 or 7 years old, and she was very young.

On his beautiful and fair face, those beautiful eyes were staring at him with confusion, which made the boy feel panic and uneasy for no reason.

After some silence, the woman frowned and murmured, "I heard the report and thought you little boy..." At this point, she paused, looked at the boy and asked, "Do you know who I am?"

"It should be 'his' mother?"

The boy thought to himself, but given the reason why he said less and made little mistakes, he hesitated for a while, but in the end he still did not respond.

At this moment, a crisp and anxious voice sounded in the room: "Madam, should the young master take it seriously..."

The boy glanced in the direction of the sound, and then he noticed that beside his suspected mother, there was a girl of similar age, probably his mother's maid.

"Well, it's pretty good-looking."

After looking at the girl's appearance, the boy secretly commented in his heart.

At this time, the beautiful woman raised her hand and interrupted the girl's words. She looked straight at the boy with beautiful eyes and frowned and asked, "Zhu'er, do you really... don't recognize her as a mother?"

"really."

The boy thought in his heart, but he still did not dare to relax his vigilance. After all, he didn't know the relationship between the original owner of his body and the beautiful woman in front of him. Who said that the biological mother and son must fall in love with each other?

“Um…”

He responded quietly and vaguely, and the boy turned his head slightly.

Then, there was another moment of silence. When the boy was uneasy in his heart and wanted to see the beautiful woman's reaction, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the beautiful woman reaching out and knocking on his forehead, either light or heavy.

The boy subconsciously covered his forehead and looked at the beautiful woman beside him in surprise. However, he saw the latter's eyes were angry and said angrily: "Die boy, Wei Mom almost died in order to give birth to you. Today, you can even forget Wei Mom. I will beat you to death, an unfilial son!"

After saying that, she acted as if she wanted to beat her, but was stopped by the girl begging her for comfort, "Madam, please calm down."

The beautiful woman was still angry and glared at the boy and shouted, "Do you recognize her as a mother now?"

“…”

The boy was amused and laughed, but hesitated for a while and nodded slowly.

He felt that the mother might have felt that she had stopped, but the moment she knocked on his forehead just now still hurt.

"Can you really recognize it?"

The beautiful woman squinted her eyes and asked, "What should you call me?"

The boy hesitated for a while, and then when the beautiful woman pretended to raise her right hand, he finally surrendered and called out embarrassedly: "Mother, mother?"

"..." The beautiful woman frowned, looking unsatisfied.

But she did not have another attack, but moved to the couch, reached out to hug the boy, and sighed quietly: "My miserable child, you are too naughty on weekdays. If you don't listen to anything for your mother, you will suffer this disaster... I just heard the bad news, and I was so scared that my soul was almost lost. Fortunately, my son is safe and sound..."

Speaking of this, she paused. Obviously, she also felt that her son's current situation could not be called safe and sound.

"My son, do you really don't remember to be a mother?" she asked with some worries.

Seeing the beautiful woman showing her caring look on her face, the boy did not doubt her love for her son, but he didn't know how to answer.

What can he say?

Could he say, Auntie, I am actually not your son, I am just a stranger who came here for some reason?

Or pretending to be the other person's son?

Well, just say less and keep silent so as not to say too much or make more mistakes.

Although it is bloody, it is indeed the most suitable and stable person to pretend to be amnesia at this moment.

It seemed that she had noticed her son's dull expression. The beautiful woman sighed quietly and said with a strong spirit: "Wu Mom, I heard that my son accidentally fell from the tree. Maybe he was frightened at that time... Remember, your name is Zhao Yu, and he is the second son of the Marquis of Luyang Township, and also the second son of Wei Mom..."

As she said that, she took the boy's hand and wrote the words Zhao Yu in his palm.

"Zhao Yu?"

Young man, no, Zhao Yu muttered.

He is not unfamiliar with this name, after all, he also called it this name in his previous life.

Seeing that the son who was suspected of having amnesia accepted his identity without any reluctance, the beautiful woman's frowning eyebrows finally stretched a little. She hugged her son and said gently: "Son, no matter who you have forgotten, you can't forget to be your mother. When you were born, you suffered a lot for your mother and almost lost your life. If you don't be filial to your mother when you grow up in the future, you will definitely not spare you..."

"When I was born?" Zhao Yu's face was confused.

His confusion seemed to hit the beautiful woman's itchy point. She smiled and nodded and explained: "You have a brother named Zhao Yin. You two should have been born at the same time in Yin, but after giving birth to your brother, you, a dead boy, have been reluctant to be born, and your life is almost ruined by you..."

Zhao Yu's face showed an embarrassing and concerned look. After all, he also knew what consequences would be caused by a woman in ancient times if she had a difficult childbirth. Just as the mother in front of her said, it was definitely not empty talk.

"Then, what about later?" he asked curiously.

"Later..." The beautiful woman hugged her son and recalled with a smile: "At that time, everyone in the mansion thought that my son was about to die before he was born. Later, an old alchemist came to the mansion. He told your father that you were the appearance of the tiger in the sky and the time had not arrived, so he could not be born... According to him, you can only be born after the sunset."

"..." Zhao Yu had a strange expression on his face when he heard it.

"It sounds absurd, right?" As if he had guessed Zhao Yu's thoughts, the beautiful woman chuckled and said, "At that time, many people didn't believe it, but I felt sorry for you. How could I let my son die before he was born? Even if there was only a glimmer of life, I would try it. So according to the instructions of the old alchemist, I would force my mother to be energetic and endure it until dusk with you... What do you guess? As soon as the sunset sets down the mountain, you are really born..."

After saying that, she hugged her son again, and said with a bit of pride: "Without Mother, there would be no you. When you grow up in the future, you must be filial to Mother, do you know?"

When Zhao Yu heard the beautiful woman's words, he didn't know how to evaluate it.

I have to say that the story told by my mother, especially the description of the wandering alchemist, sounded really absurd to him, but when he heard that the mother in front of him was holding him from Yin to dusk, Zhao Yu couldn't help but feel respectful.

A woman is weak and a strong mother. The beautiful and young woman in front of her is a respectable and great mother.

"Well, the child will definitely be filial to his mother in the future."

Following his mother's words, Zhao Yu coaxed the mother in front of him with a serious expression.

The beautiful woman was stunned for a moment, then smiled and hugged her son in her arms: "Good boy, for my mother's good boy..."

Afterwards, the mother and son chatted for a while. In fact, it was mainly the beautiful woman who told her poor son who had lost her memory about her past events, hoping to arouse her son's memory, but unfortunately, she failed to get what she wanted.

Through communication with this mother, Zhao Yu gradually learned some things.

For example, his mother's surname is Zhou, called Zhou, and was the main wife of his father Zhao Jing, the Marquis of Luyang Township. So far, he has given birth to two sons, one is his brother Zhao Yin, and the other is him, Zhao Yu.

For example, the "Zhu'er" that Zhou called him. Zhao Yu originally thought there was some mystery, but later he realized that it was actually the more elegant name of "Tiger Head".

Perhaps it was because he had a difficult childbirth when he was born, which almost killed Zhou's life. The mysterious Yunyou Master said something to the couple, so that Zhou gave him the nickname "名" in hope that his youngest son could thrive.

That night, Zhao Yu lay on the bed in his house to tidy up his thoughts.

He didn't know why he came to this era for no reason and replaced the original "Zhao Yu", but his mother Zhou's love and concern for him still made him feel the deep care from his family.

Overall, not the worst.
Chapter completed!