My Son is a Transmigrated Prince

Rong Hong can see Meng Jingyan and Song Yuan, and naturally they can also see him.

Meng Jingyan also just happened to see Song Yuan, and he inevitably had the urge to talk. As long as he had guessed that she had a boyfriend, he had completely lost his thoughts. He was upright and disdain to touch He doesn't do things like moral bottom line, fooling other people's girlfriends. Now when I saw Song Yuan's boyfriend, he was flustered and guilty. After all, he also had an appointment with her before that. He didn't want to be misunderstood as the kind of person, so he quickly got up and told Song Yuan said, "Miss Song, I'm sorry, it's delayed your time."

Although Song Yuan didn't quite understand Meng Jingyan's inner thoughts, she probably guessed the expression that he was at a loss and who was caught by someone.

In fact, Song Yuan generally didn't bother to explain such things. After all, she didn't have much contact with Dr. Meng, but looking at this upright and elegant doctor's face as if he had done something unforgiving, she thought about it Facing Rong Hong's intense gaze, she said softly, "Doctor Meng, don't get me wrong, he is really just my friend," she paused, remembering that he had worked hard for his grandfather during this time, his tone slowed. Slowly, lowered the voice, "Also, I think you have fulfilled the doctor's responsibility, that person may not regret it, as you said, everyone's survival is very strong **, at that time, even Every day you guard against death, he will find a chance. "

Meng Jingyan looked blank, and then asked "really"

"Although it seems inappropriate for me to say that, but the family member who bought him and gave him an injection is an adult, they may not know the consequences. Now, do they mean to make trouble?"

"No." Dr. Meng shook his head. "His daughter has been thanking me."

"I think his family has accepted this ending, and maybe it was already thought of in the beginning."

Dr. Meng lowered her head and raised her head again, smiling grudgingly. "My colleagues and leaders also said the same thing, but it seems that I can easily get the horns, and now I hear you say that, I feel much better. Thank you you."

"I still have something to do in the inpatient department. I have to go and watch." Dr. Meng paused. "Miss Song, I'm going up first. Do you need me to explain it to your friends?"

Song Yuan shook his head, and Yu Guang looked at someone with a stiff attitude standing not far away.

Meng Jingyan smiled at Rong Hui, and said hello, so he went to the elevator.

After Meng Jingyan left, Rong Hong slowly walked in front of her and saw her sitting. He also sat down, but did not sit where Meng Jingyan had just sat.

The two didn't speak at first, and Rong Hong looked over at her, seeing that she was staring at the floor intently.

"Rong Ting said that it would be very uncomfortable for you not to remove your makeup at night, and he asked me to bring you some daily necessities." Rong Ye passed the paper bag to her.

Song Yuan took it and said thank you lowly.

He didn't like her appearance the most before, always said nothing to him, always silent, not at all like her cheerfulness at first.

He always thought it was her silently resisting him.

But in the years after she disappeared, he missed her exceptionally, always thinking that as long as she was still, he would be happy even if he never spoke a word to him again.

"Rong Ting said that you are used to drinking milk at night," he gave her thermos cup, "the temperature should be just right."

Although he used Rong Ting as an excuse, Song Yuan knew that this was also the result of his vigorous efforts. If he didn't want to do it, no one could force him. She was helpless. He had always been supreme, if any. She didn't want to make it too clear, because knowing that he was a face-saving person, or that he was not the kind who refused to accept, she also knew that with his cleverness, even if she didn't say anything, he must know her. determination.

After all these years, he is still the same as before.

"Actually, you don't need to do this." Song Yuan said softly. At such quiet moments at night, people couldn't help being gentle when talking. "For so many years, you know me, I know you, what I think in my heart, You definitely understand. "

They used to be the closest relationship. She had seen him when he frowned, and when his lips were slightly raised.

"I once told you that I hated corrupt officials most. After being in office, I punished many officials who did not do anything good for the people.

"What my father emperor lost to me is a mess. The state treasury is empty. The battle ahead is constant. Not long after you leave, the battle has been calmed down, and it can be secured for decades. The people can finally have the opportunity to cultivate and rest."

"This way, I have encountered many obstacles and experienced many wind and rain, but fortunately, everything is getting better."

As Rong Hong talked about these things, Song Yuan laughed, "That's fine."

"Do you have anything to ask?" Rong Hong looked at her. "You don't want to ask those people you care about, what happened?"

Song Yuan lowered his head, holding the thermos cup with both hands, and then slowly asked "how is my father and mother"

"The general said that since the day his wife married him, she hasn't had a good day. She always feared. He promised her to take her to see what the Meng family defended. With a guard secretly protecting them, don't get me wrong, it's not surveillance, it's just protection. "

Song Yuan's eyes quietly turned red.

She knew she shouldn't shed tears anymore, but listening to those words made her happy and uncomfortable.

I'm glad that my father and mother should be in good health. The uncomfortable thing is that my father and mother first lost their son and then their daughter. It is the most painful thing for a white-haired person to give a black person.

She dared not ask how sad her father and mother were after she disappeared.

"Where is Perran?"

"Pelan has been taking care of Rong Ting." Rong Hong explained, "I used to want her out of the palace, she was unwilling, she said, don't worry about giving Rong Ting's life to someone else."

Song Yuan choked his head and said, "It's hard for her, I'm embarrassed."

"Rong Ting was extremely mischievous when he was two or three years old. Taifu had complained in private that the prince was talented, but he was more mischievous than ordinary children, and often asked questions he could not answer, and even laughed at Taifu's lack of knowledge. Too much, in order to be able to answer his questions, he often learns late at night. However, the two of them are very good. One year, too Fu was sick, Rong Ting noisy to go out to visit him, I agreed. "

"Rong Ting always inquired about you secretly. No one in the palace dared to tell him. Only when Perlan was occasionally entangled by him could he talk to him."

Rong Hua slowly said the funny things about Rong Ting's childhood, and occasionally Song Yuan was also laughed at.

Five years in the clear, it seems that these things are just a few things together, after all, she was absent from those years.

In the end, Rong Yue talked about himself, and he laughed at himself, "I also became ridiculous for a year, and actually like an emperor in the previous dynasty, I also wanted to pursue immortality. That year, the prime ministers were very private. Worried about me, I was afraid that I would be addicted to the medicine stone to destroy my body. When I was young, I read the books of the former Dynasty and the records of the historians in the former Dynasty, and I still did n’t understand it. I just thought that the emperor was making people laugh. How could there be a long life in the world? Not old, even if there is, what is the meaning of immortality. Later, I understand. Maybe it is time to be afraid to live again with the person in my heart. "

Song Yuan also laughed, and smiled and felt a little sad.

She looked at her hand, and those words were in his ears, and she gradually narrowed the smile on her face, "Congratulations, you have become a good emperor. This is the blessing of the world."

Rong Hong has heard a lot of such words, and when she heard her say that, he was like going back to that year and facing the shyness he couldn't hide.

"I used to blame you and misunderstood you before." Song Yuan lowered his head. "Later, I figured it out. I finally understand you and I understand you. You have your ideal ambitions, as you said. Like that, sitting on that chair, you have too much body to help yourself, you ca n’t sleep at night, for fear that the decisions you make will have a world-wide impact. I also understand my elder brother, "When it comes to elder brother, she has already I do n’t want to be so sad at the time, "Brother is right, no one can really stay out of the matter, but talented but not able to perform, it will be his regret. As a descendant of the Meng family, he was born with the mission of protecting the country and defending his country. No Country, home. "

Song Yuan laughed. "Actually, I think the person who understands you best should be my elder brother, and the person who understands him best should be you. The two of you love each other. I don't think the elder brother will regret it. It is his willingness to give blood to the country he loves. of."

Both were silent.

Rong Hong was sore in his heart that when she heard that she understood him and he understood him, he didn't know what to say.

Song Yuan stood up and glanced over at him. "Well, you can go back early. Don't leave Rong Ting alone for a long time. He is also strange in the hotel room. I'm afraid he will be afraid."

Rong Hong also followed.

When he parted, he clearly saw Song Yuan's eyes red.

She went to the elevator, and he went to the doorway, in two different directions.

Rong Ting didn't consider the bed too much, but the hotel bed was still a little soft for him, and the smell on the quilt was not familiar. He woke up once in the middle of the night, but found that he was alone on the bed, and the father didn't know Where did you go.

This is a suite with a large bed inside and a cubicle on the outside equivalent to a study.

Rong Ting slipped out of bed. Because the room was covered with thick carpets and he didn't wear shoes, he came to the bedroom door and looked over to the study. Of course.

It's half past three in the morning.

Did n’t the father ever sleep? What is the father thinking?