My Son is a Transmigrated Prince

After Rong Hong left, Song Yuan sat quietly on the sofa. The diamond ring was on the coffee table. She stared at it for a while. The table was a mess. She was in a mess. She couldn't worry about packing, and when the time was up, she hurriedly got ready to go out for Rongting to go to school, but accidentally tripped over the chair, and almost fell down, looking back at the diamond ring on the coffee table, she felt that Orbital pain.

Song Yuan knew that she wasn't suitable for driving in this state, and she didn't dare to drive. The burden in her heart seemed to be heavy, and she was almost out of breath.

Fortunately, I did n’t get off work at the moment. There were no people on either side of the road. Even if she lowered her head and immersed herself in the world, she would n’t be hit by anyone. Come back to God.

There are many cars parked in front of the kindergarten, and many parents are guarding them. Song Yuan used to chat with those mothers in the past, but today there is no urge to speak.

She was not very familiar with those mothers. Everyone looked that she was not happy, and naturally she would not talk to her.

After a while, the kindergarten bell rang.

From small class to middle class to large class, the teachers led the children one after another. Song Yuan stomped on his toes and saw Rong Ting in the head of a bunch of radishes.

I don't know if it's a mother-in-law filter. She always thinks that her son is the most beautiful cub in the whole kindergarten. She has a halo so she can see it at a glance.

Rong Ting had no expression on his face. When he saw Song Yuan, he laughed. He looks good, with white skin and exquisite facial features. He has been a prince for several years. Although he is not as angry and proud as his father-in-law, but among a group of children, his temperament is still very special. It is probably influenced by the system in the palace, and it is probably that the little boy wants to be on par with his father. Rong Ting is more like Rong Hong. The father and son do not laugh often. People who laugh less often suddenly laugh like this. There is a kind of stupid feel.

Song Yuan didn't hesitate to embrace her. After Rong Ting came out, she hugged him and said, "I miss you very much today."

Rong Ting is a little embarrassed. Although the folk customs here are open, it seems that it is not appropriate to embrace the two mothers and daughters.

He likes to be close to his mother-in-law very much. He quietly glanced at other children who were picked up by his father or mother. He found that nobody was following them, and he quietly relieved.

"OK."

Song Yuan let go of him, holding his little paw, and smiled reluctantly. "It's fine today and I didn't drive. Don't you always want to eat ice cream, let's go."

Rong Ting is also very surprised. He likes to eat ice cream. It is not a problem to eat three **** at a time. It is called inhalation by storm. However, he is not allowed to eat more after his mother. Taste.

What's going on today, my mother-in-law wants to take him to eat ice cream

Rong Ting was very smart and looked up at him, "Did something good happen?"

Song Yuan felt uncomfortable, but she still tried her best not to show her true emotions.

There is a Haagen-Dazs store on the first floor of a nearby shopping mall. Mother and son walked in. Rong Ting had to walk in. He pointed his finger at the beautiful new winter product and asked in a low voice, "Can you order that"

Song Yuan glanced at him, "What do you think?"

Rong Ting wanted to order the ice and snow joy song, which was an ice cream hotpot, and it looked delicious.

But the two of them ca n’t finish eating, even in summer, they ca n’t eat ice cream like this, what to do if their stomachs are broken

Rong Ting was disappointed. "Then I'll have two balls, one strawberry and one vanilla."

Song Yuan looked at him, thought about it, and finally sighed, and ordered an ice cream hotpot in front of Rong Ting's face.

If you were just surprised, then Rong Ting was frightened. He couldn't believe what he heard in his ears.

After the mother and son sat down, Rong Ting asked in a panic, "Mother, what's wrong with you? I have a bad feeling."

"Don't you really want to eat that ice cream fondue?"

Rong Tingen said, he really wanted to eat, but his mother made him so frightened.

He always felt that it should be the eve of the storm.

After the ice cream hotpot came up, he didn't know whether he should eat it or not.

"Mother, I should have done nothing wrong during this time." Rong Ting stopped when he was going to eat ice cream balls. He had to figure out some things in advance. If the storm had nothing to do with him, he would eat it. Having something to do with him, he eats less, "Really?"

"Of course, I heard your teacher say that you are doing very well and you are very good. There are several little red flowers."

After hearing this from my mother, Rong Ting was finally relieved, and tentatively asked, "I'll eat it."

"Eat, eat less."

Rong Ting was eating happily, and Song Yuan had no appetite, so she looked at him to eat and wanted to engrave what he looked like at the moment.

She didn't want to leave Rong Ting, she wanted him to stay here all the time and grow up happily and healthy where she could see. She wanted to be selfish once, but she knew that she couldn't do that, she couldn't make a choice for him, or rather, not give him a chance to choose.

In the past, she was young, she had seen her father lying, and she had heard many people's lies. She loved and loved her, and there seemed to be no exceptions.

In these years, she has never deceived the one she loves, and this time, she can't lie to Rong Ting.

Maybe she was never a good mother, nor did she fulfill her responsibilities and obligations as a mother, but she wanted to be a mother who never lied and never deceived him.

After returning home, Song Yuan was afraid that Rong Ting would diarrhea after eating ice cream, and cooked some **** tea for him to fight the cold. The mother and son were sitting on the sofa. Song Yuan suddenly said, "One thing I want to tell you, today your father and emperor Came to see me, he told me he was going back, it was Dasao, it should be next month, he told me, if you want to stay here, stay here "she wanted to calm down, Calm, but every word is like a blade, making her even say one more word, it is difficult and painful, "I think you have always been a very opinionated and clever child, even if you are young. It's up to you. "

After saying this, Song Yuan couldn't control her emotions, but didn't want to show it in front of Rong Ting, so she hurriedly got up, went to the bathroom, closed the door with her backhand, she squatted down slowly against the door, holding her knee uncomfortable Eyes closed.

She now seemed to understand why those people lied.

Rong Ting is not stupid.

Long before Rong Hong asked him if he wanted to ask his mother to go back with them, he had a faint guess.

Before the emperor did not appear, he did not think about going back, but he was very fond of the warmth of his mother-in-law, so every time he thought of him and pressed down quickly, until the emperor appeared, he felt that this was not his concern It ’s a matter of time, when to go back, how to go back naturally, the father and the emperor worry about it, so he stayed beside the mother, and he knew what the father emperor thought, so when he asked him like that, he would Anxious to worry, I just want to tell my father, do n’t take my mother back

Yes, he really wants to stay with his mother-in-law, and he also hopes that his mother-in-law will go back to the palace with them, but he knows better that after the mother-in-law goes back, she will never be happy again. What he wants, wants to see It was a happy mother.

Now that the Emperor and the Emperor have spoken about this, they must have dispelled the thought that they should not have.

He can rest assured.

He stood up, hesitantly came to the bathroom door, he reached out his hand and wanted to knock on the door, but his hand dropped in the air again.

Song Yuan couldn't sleep at night, lying in bed watching the video on her phone.

It was sent by a kindergarten teacher, as well as a teacher from a previous institution center.

Every teacher said that Rong Ting was very smart, and he was more sensible than his peers. He was good at everything, but he was not very social. He played games in the class and he was involved, but he could n’t get in.

She was also worried about this matter, and was also looking through children's psychological books during this time. Now thinking about it, it seems that she is too optimistic.

She traveled to ancient times and tried hard to integrate into that environment. Didn't she fail in the end?

There is no way for modern people to become ancient.

Can ancients become modern as well?

Song Yuan got up and came to the corner of the living room. On the desk are books that Rong Ting usually reads. Besides the comic books of Sun Tzu ’s art, the most frequently read are the history of the Ming Dynasty and the 12th Qing Dynasty. The emperor and Zhu Yuanzhang passed on.

She opened the history of the Ming Dynasty's death, and Rong Ting used colored pens to mark in many places. She also wrote down her opinions and the feelings after reading with a pencil.

Song Yuan looked upside down and suddenly wanted to understand one thing. Rong Ting lived in such an environment since he was a child. Everything in modern times surprised him. Isn't this situation much like her when she passed through the ancient times? Modern is her home, and she has always been clear about it. For Rong Ting, ancient times was also his home.

Rong Hong said that he knew her answer.

Similarly, she also knew Rong Ting's answer, so she was uncomfortable.

Just looking at his books now, she thought, maybe the person who wants to be a good emperor is not only Rong Hong, but also her son Rong Ting.