If you want to survive after transmigrating, become the male protagonist's new mother.

Pei Yuening felt that her lower back was so sore and weak that it didn't feel like her own.

He seemed to drift off to sleep for a while, nestled in Luo Ren's bed.

The lingering warmth hadn't completely dissipated, and there were still some mottled marks on the messy sheets.

He moved slightly.

"..."

"……woke up?"

Luo Ren's voice came from beside the bed.

Pei Yuening nudged him closer and mumbled a vague "hmm".

Luo Ren put down his book and reached out to pat his head.

It was quite a while before Luo Ren pulled him out of the blanket.

She was just a little tired and hadn't even reacted yet when Luo Ren dazedly put on a large outer robe and carried her downstairs.

Pei Yuening buried her face in his shoulder and mumbled softly, "What are you going to do... Are you hungry? Do you want me to...?"

"No need, I made your favorite food."

"Your chef doesn't know how to..."

Wait, that's not right.

Pei Yuening's voice suddenly stopped.

What did Luo Ren just say? Who did it?

Before he could even react, he caught a familiar scent.

Pei Yuening lifted her face from Luo Ren's shoulder, rubbed her eyes, and glanced towards the dining table.

On the table was a plate of thickly sliced ​​omelets, the slightly charred crust just right, accompanied by a dish of prepared bean sauce.

There was also milk that had cooled down completely.

Pei Yuening was stunned: "...You made this?"

Luo Ren placed him at the lower right of the table and nodded.

He took his seat at the head of the table, picked up his knife and fork, cut off a small piece, and fed it to Pei Yuening.

"Try it,"

Pei Yuening obediently opened her mouth and ate the egg.

The egg skin is smooth and tender, with layers that are rolled up evenly and tightly, and the seasoning is just right.

It also contains shrimp paste and tender fish, creating distinct layers of flavor that leave a lingering fragrance on the lips and teeth.

He chewed twice, and his eyes lit up.

"tasty!"

Luo Ren smiled gently: "I'm glad you like it, but it can't compare to what you make."

Pei Yuening took the fork and ate two pieces in a row: "When did you learn that?"

"When I watched you do it in the western suburbs last time," Luo Ren said, "I remembered all the steps."

Pei Yuening didn't hold back her praise: "Great job, sir! It's really delicious!"

Luo Ren lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "Actually, I also remembered the recipe for braised chicken, but I've tried making it and it always tastes a bit fishy."

Pei Yuening dismissed it: "Perhaps the blood wasn't washed off properly, and the monster smell was too strong."

"Um."

The two chatted casually like this.

Compared to the first time, Luo Ren was extremely restrained this time.

Pei Yuening didn't feel any discomfort, except that her walking posture was a little awkward.

After dinner, Luo Ren accompanied him for a walk in the garden.

The two walked hand in hand on the pebble path, the sunlight filtering through the tree canopy, creating a pleasant and comfortable atmosphere.

"The Privy Council will likely be quite busy for some time to come."

Luo Ren suddenly spoke.

"Hmm?" Pei Yuening turned her head to look at him. "What's wrong?"

"The Three Schools Cup is about to begin, and delegations will be visiting over the next month."

Luo Ren said, "This is not just an exchange between academies, but also a delicate diplomacy among three countries."

"Previously, Dean Qi had been in charge of coordinating these matters, but now they've been handed over to me and Duke Ye."

"Ah...I see," Pei Yuening nodded, "Then take care of yourself and don't stay up too late."

"My sleep schedule might be irregular, so I won't rush to take you in the morning. You can sleep a little longer." Luo Ren glanced at him. "I'm worried you'll be working too hard."

Pei Yuening smiled and said, "How could that be? Cooking is my hobby."

"And it's not just you, there are so many mouths to feed at home, like Gao Gao and the others."

Luo Ren paused for a moment, then resumed his normal pace.

He didn't say anything, but simply tightened his grip on his clasped fingers.

After a while, Pei Yuening seemed to be deep in thought.

"But you're right... sometimes cooking all the time can get boring."

"And the weather seems to be getting colder, especially in winter, so I might really want to be lazy in the mornings."

"Yes," Luo Ren nodded, "Next time you do anything, you can take that quill pen with you."

"I'll try my best to observe and learn as much as possible, so you won't have to get up early in the future."

Pei Yuening laughed and snuggled up to him, saying, "You're so kind, sir~"

He leaned on Luo Ren's arm and suddenly remembered something: "Oh right, speaking of that quill pen."

"Um?"

"You can hear me, but I can't hear you."

"Um."

"What if I miss you someday, but I can't send a message or see you? You have a ton of work to do."

"Actually... there is a way." Luo Ren glanced down at Pei Yuening, his gray-blue eyes flickering slightly.

"If you don't mind, I can spare a wisp of my spiritual energy to enter your sea of ​​consciousness."

Pei Yuening blinked: "Huh? Is that even possible?"

"Yes," Luo Ren said. "You don't have magic power and can't sense your sea of ​​consciousness, but not being able to sense it doesn't mean it doesn't exist."

Pei Yuening thought for a moment: "Then... when you speak, can others hear you?"

"Only you can."

Pei Yuening pursed her lips and nodded: "Okay."

When the other person stopped, Pei Yuening also stopped.

Then, Luo Ren leaned down slightly.

Pei Yuening subconsciously looked up, thinking he was about to say something.

However, the next second, Luo Ren lowered his head and kissed him.

The kiss came suddenly, but not abruptly.

Luo Ren's lips pressed against his, her tongue gently parting his teeth and slowly probing inside.

Pei Yuening's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she quickly loosened her jaw.

The two kissed tenderly and quietly on the garden path, sunlight filtering through the tree canopy and falling on them.

Pei Yuening's fingers unconsciously hooked around Luo Ren's neck, and she tilted her head back slightly, responding in rhythm with him.

In the brief moment between his closed eyes, a faint ray of light emanated from between Luo Ren's brows and entered Pei Yuening's forehead.

Like a drop of warm water sinking into a lake, it slowly seeped into his brow.

Immediately afterwards, he had a very strange feeling, and even became aware of the subtle presence of other people within his body.

After a long while, Luo Ren's lips finally parted from his, leaving only a trace of warmth from their intertwined breaths.

Pei Yuening opened her eyes.

He pursed his lips, his eyes already filled with a misty, watery light.

"...Is this how you connect your mental energy...?"

Luo Ren lowered his head, stroked his cheek, and smiled slightly.

"No," he said, "I just wanted to kiss you."

Pei Yuening froze, her cheeks almost turning bright red. She reflexively raised her hand and slapped Luo Ren's chest: "You—!"

Luo Ren laughed out loud, his eyebrows and eyes widening.

The sunlight fell on his face, illuminating his usually cold and hard exterior.

Their fingers intertwined again, and they walked down the path once more.

Pei Yuening breathed a sigh of relief.

On the other hand, lunch and dinner are inevitable, and eating a proper meal has always been a ritual for Pei Yuening.

But it's not necessarily the case in the morning; you can definitely be lazy then.

Moreover, many dishes can be prepared in advance, such as shrimp dumplings in the morning.

Pei Yuening thought for a moment.

Since I have nothing to do today and it's my day off, I might as well...

"Ningning?"

Seeing that he seemed a bit distracted, Luo Ren couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"

"Um?"

Pei Yuening shook her head and took his hand reassuringly, saying, "It's nothing, I was just thinking about something."

Luo Ren didn't ask any further questions, but instead leaned down and kissed his lips: "Okay."

"Speaking of which, we have a mental connection, right? Don't you know what I'm thinking?"

"I know that, but my original intention was simply to let you hear my presence when you think of me."

Luo Ren said, "I won't spy on you; that would be disrespectful."

Pei Yuening smiled again.

"Okay~"