My Son is a Transmigrated Prince

Song Yuan didn't have enough dinner. From the car, he got ready to go to the 24-hour convenience store in front of the community.

She likes this convenience store too much. When she was in college, she didn't want to eat in the cafeteria and went to the convenience store in the school to buy Kanto food. There are not many people at this convenience store. There is only one cashier. She stood in front of the counter, ordered Oden, then ordered two skewers of chicken, went to the freezer and picked a double-skinned milk.

When preparing to check out, someone had already handed out a hundred bills.

Song Yuan turned around and saw that the person standing next to her was Rong Hong, and she was a little surprised, "Why are you here?"

When the cashier saw that the two were acquaintances, he took the hundred dollars.

"Give some food to Rong Ting, and I saw you as soon as I stepped out." Rong Ye saw her order a full cup of Oden, and said with concern: "Did you not have dinner?"

"Not full."

After the cashier found the change, Song Yuan told Rong Hui that he was sitting on the high stool of the convenience store window to enjoy the delicious food. Rong Ye also sat next to her. There were no people in the convenience store at the moment. Song Yuan's favorite was the big radish in Kanto, which was very delicious.

"Eat or not?" Song Yuan pointed to the chicken skewers in the paper bag and asked him.

Rong Hong shook his head, "Don't eat."

Song Yuan wasn't eating fast, and he was chatting with Rong Hong. Until now, she felt very magical. In ancient times, she and he should be husband and wife, but now, she has no memory, and he has no memory. Getting along is more like being new to you and being very kind to each other. friend. It ’s okay, she does n’t remember him, and he does n’t remember her. In modern times, they do n’t have any relationship. If he still has memories, it may be a great burden for her.

They were sitting right next to the window, and they could see the outside. Just a few young people passed by now. Their hair was too conspicuous, and they were stained with cyan, orange and pink.

Song Yuan looked at their hair color, and then looked at Rong Huan side by side, it was difficult to hide curiosity in his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Rong Hong didn't understand what she was wondering.

Song Yuan pointed to his hair. "I'm a little curious. Is your hair color white by nature?"

She used to have classmates with young white heads, but with white hair in black hair, and young people with white hair like Rong Hong, she has only seen him.

She is more concerned about whether it is genetically inherited. If so, isn't that cooing hair very dangerous?

Although white hair is also cool, is it too noticeable when going to school?

Rong Hong was obviously asked by her, and she didn't know what to answer for a moment.

Seeing his embarrassing look, Song Yuan reacted and quickly offered an apology to him, "I'm sorry, I almost forgot, and you don't remember anything."

"It's okay." Rong Hong smiled gently.

He is certainly not born with white hair.

It was just that there was nothing to say about it, and he even hoped that she would never know.

"If you are okay, you can go to the hospital for a checkup." Song Yuan said that she felt a bit rude, but as a mother, it is normal to care about whether her son will inherit the white hair, which is also understandable. ?

"Go to the hospital for a checkup?" Rong Hong didn't understand what she meant. When she saw the guilty and embarrassed expression on her face, she slightly narrowed her smile.

She ... think he has a problem? ?

"I think, will you be missing any elements, such as iron deficiency, you can make up as soon as possible."

Rong Hong was naturally angry, but he didn't show it, instead he smiled and nodded and said, "You are right, or you have carefully considered this problem. I am an adult. It does n’t matter what hair color is. The court is bad, right? "

If Song Yuan didn't lose his memory, if anyone knew Rong Hong, he would hear that his mood was not right now.

Song Yuan heard a sigh of relief, "Yeah, I don't know what elementary school is like now, but it is definitely not allowed to dye hair. If Cuckoo also becomes white hair, he may be often looked at by others in school. In fact, this is not good for children's physical and mental development. "

"Well, you're right." Rong Hong nodded patiently and gently.

The more Song Yuan came in contact with Rong Hong, the more he felt that he had a good temper and was polite to others.

After eating Kanto and cooking, she was ready to go home. The two walked out of the convenience store together. After watching Rong Hua boarding and leaving, she walked into the community.

***

When Song Yuan returned home, he found that Song Haiping and Rong Ting were silent on the sofa. The TV series was playing a TV show, but watching the expressions of the two people, they didn't seem to be watching TV attentively.

"What's wrong? The atmosphere is so heavy?" Song Yuan asked, curiously, taking off his coat and standing by the coffee table.

Song Haiping and Rong Ting both had the same doubts in their hearts at the moment-why did Yuan Yuan (mother) marry the palace and become the queen?

It's just that the two people who know the truth are amnesia.

Song Haiping was reluctant to think about it, and the more he thought about it, the more distressed he was. Since he was a child, the young girl who grew up in the palm of his hand doesn't know how much grievance he has suffered in the cannibalistic harem.

Rong Ting had doubts about his father's answer. He had never seen his mother before, and he did n’t know what kind of mother he was. After this period of contact, he felt that his mother would not wrong her marriage. To the Emperor with a Harem Belle.

"It's nothing." Song Haiping casually gave a reason. "I'm discussing with Rong Ting. I want to take him to the resort to go to the hot spring tomorrow, and my friend gave me a ticket."

"Soaking hot springs? That's good. He has no class tomorrow, so he can take him to play." Song Yuan looked at Rong Ting again, "Do you want to go?"

After all, Rong Ting was a small child. When he heard that he could go to the hot spring, he couldn't care about anything else. The whole person was excited. "Really? Grandpa wants to take me to the hot spring?"

"Why, haven't you ever been in a hot spring before?" Song Haiping sneered. "It's so strange that the prince actually hasn't been in a hot spring. Your dad is really picky and picks you up."

Song Haiping will always dissense intently or unintentionally in front of Rong Ting. Over time, Rong Ting can automatically become immune, and it is no longer a "caution" from time to time as it was at the beginning.

Rong Ting didn't take his words to heart and was still rejoicing in the hot spring.

The Dachao Dynasty naturally had Tangchi and hot springs, but he was still young. The hot springs were not in the palace. They were all in the palace. I heard that it takes a lot of manpower and material resources to go to the palace once. Not to mention him, the last time the emperor went, he was only two or three years old, so, so far, His Royal Highness has not really taken a hot spring.

Originally, Song Haiping was just arguing for something. When Rong Ting was so excited, he couldn't help but take it to his heart. He immediately took out his mobile phone and wanted to make a reservation. "Yuanyuan, would you like to go with me? Just book two suites. "

"I won't go. I'm tired of the hot springs, and I want to stay at home."

Rong Ting: "..."

Mother's life is too extravagant.

Although Song Yuan did n’t go, he still had to pack luggage for Rong Ting, because the resort was in the suburbs, and if there was a traffic jam, it would take three or four hours. If you stay there for a little longer, this day It's dark, it might as well stay there for another night. When packing clothes for Rong Ting, Song Yuan was in a good mood and still humming her song. Now she really understands that some mothers have stuffed their children out for a day and the mood is the same as that of the New Year. It is too cool for the children to be away! You can do whatever you want. Even if you just play mobile phone in bed in one day, that is the ultimate enjoyment.

"There are snack centers in hot springs. You don't want to buy grilled sausages there, it's unhygienic."

"Also, don't soak in the hot spring pool for too long, you can change a few more pools."

"I've packed your face towel and bath towel in this bag. Don't use the towels in the hotel. By the way, this folding kettle is also available. Be sure to remind your grandpa not to use the kettle."

Listening to the song of Song Yuan, Rong Ting sat on the bed and hesitated for a long time before getting out of bed and pulling her hand, saying quietly, "Is there anyone else in the hot spring pool?"

"Of course, why, are you still embarrassed? You have to wear swimming trunks when you are in the hot spring."

"I'm used to it!" Even if you're not used to it at first, it's time to get used to it. Anyway, he would never look at others in the locker room of the hotel. Whether others can be rude or not, don't ignore him, he has to do it himself.

"Then what do you ask about this? Don't say that there can't be other people in the hot spring pool, the charter is expensive, and we want to save a little!"

"Mother, you teach me." Rong Ting looked at the bun face, embarrassed and embarrassed, and asked awkwardly, "What can I do to make myself not look like the first time I took a hot spring?" ... "

Song Yuan was startled. "Why do you ask?"

"My grandpa can be said to be my little fellow, but I don't want to hear people say that about me."