Rong Ting did not have much time to be sad.
Being the crown prince was busy, but being the emperor was even busier. He was only thirteen years old this year. Fortunately, his father, the film emperor, was not bad. Two years ago, when he had faked his death and escaped, he had already been slowly paving the way for him. Now, he could be considered to have great power and did not need to rely on others like the little emperor of the previous dynasty. Half a year ago, he had replaced his father as an intern for a long time. When the country was handed over to him, there were no internal or external troubles. Although he was busy, he was still able to do things as he wished.
He had promised his mother that he would take good care of his eyes and would not study at night. That evening, after he finished reading the memorials and eating, he wanted to take a walk to digest his food. The autumn night came very early. Fortunately, the weather was comfortable and people were comfortable. The only thing he was dissatisfied with was that there was no one to talk to.
It was lonely at the top. In the position of emperor, wanting to find someone who understood him was basically a fool's dream.
He walked slowly, trying to relax his mind. After eating, he walked for a walk. He lived to be ninety-nine years old. Back in the modern era, he often walked with his mother. That was one of the few beautiful memories in his life.
He wondered if his father and mother had been reunited.
Thinking about how his mother would seek justice for him and torment his father, he could not help but secretly laugh.
From the time he was born until now, it had been thirteen years. In these thirteen years, aside from the half a year in the modern era, his father had always been alone. He had seen his father sitting in the Palace of Earthly Tranquility in a daze, and had also seen his father staring at the plum garden in a daze. He thought that compared to missing his mother, his father should miss his mother much more.
He would not get involved in the matters between his parents. Whether it was his father or mother, they both had their own difficulties. He could not empathize with them and could only stand as an outsider.
Just as Rong Ting was lost in thought, he was about to pass by the Imperial Garden when he suddenly heard a song.
The song was melodious, but it was intermittent. It could be from a certain distance. It was not an exaggeration to say that after half a year of Rong Ting in the modern era, he could not appreciate the dance and dance of the ancient era, especially the songs … After all, the music in his mother's carriage was all baby bus, children's songs, and so on. He also listened to a lot of popular songs. In the ancient era, he was already at the forefront of fashion. Hearing this song from the palace in the evening, Rong Ting only felt goosebumps appear on his skin.
Previously, his maternal grandfather had brought him on a one-day tour of the Forbidden City. At that time, they had even hired a local tour guide. His maternal grandfather was very interested in the strange happenings in the Forbidden City, so he asked the tour guide. The tour guide was a fellow traveler. The two old men did not care about this child at all and began to talk about those rumors vividly … The number of people in the imperial harem had decreased by a lot. A few days ago, a group of palace maids and eunuchs had been released. Now, it was really a little empty. For a moment, Rong Ting recalled the things that the tour guide had said and could not help but change his expression.
"Who is it!" Rong Ting was very contradictory. On one hand, he believed that there were absolutely no ghosts in this world, but on the other hand, those ghost stories that he had heard before were entrenched in his heart and could not be forgotten. He could not be afraid in front of the palace maids and eunuchs, so he could only speak sternly and let the imperial guards see what was going on!
After a while, the imperial guards brought a palace maid forward.
The palace maid knelt on the ground with her forehead touching the ground, looking very weak.
Rong Ting felt cold just looking at her. It was already autumn. Although the weather was comfortable, the temperature at night was a little low. He was wearing thick clothes, but this palace maid did not wear much …
He thought of his mother.
At that time, it was also winter. His mother had been unwilling to wear long johns. Her reason was very good. If she wore long johns, it would look very thick. There were many young women on the street who were bare-legged. Women always had all kinds of strange thoughts, as if they thought that it would look better if they wore long johns.
Did this palace maid also have such thoughts?
Rong Ting sighed. It seemed that since he was ten years old, he had been in high demand. This was not the first time he had encountered this kind of situation.
"Your, Your Majesty …" When the palace maid spoke, her voice was even more soft, as if the person who did not rest at night to sing was him. She was frightened.
Rong Ting was speechless, "Is this palace your family's bathhouse?"
He wanted to say, is this palace a KTV? Each and every one of them was very arrogant.
The palace maid did not understand, but she could hear the Emperor's displeasure. Her body trembled like a sieve.
"Forget it." Rong Ting did not go so far as to make things difficult for the palace maid. He only said to the head eunuch, "Zhen does not like to listen to people sing, and also does not like to watch people dance. Zhen is annoyed when he hears it, and also annoyed when he sees it. Zhen will let it go this time, but there will not be a next time."
The head eunuch nodded in agreement.
Presumably, after today … there would be a rumor circulating in the Daye Dynasty that the current emperor hated singing and dancing.
Then what did the current emperor like? Even he, who had been by His Majesty's side for several years, could not figure it out.
Rong Ting was the most valuable bachelor in all of Daye. Even the important officials in court dared to say that they did not covet the position of empress or concubine. Unfortunately, His Majesty's birth mother, Empress Jinde, had passed away many years ago, and there was no mistress in the imperial harem. As a result, the court officials did not even have a reason to send their daughters into the palace to pay respects to the empress dowager. Since they could not save the country through indirect means, they could not be bothered to probe further. Instead, the Prime Minister personally discussed his marriage with Rong Ting.
As an emperor, other than doing his job well, he also had to produce an heir for Daye, right?
Rong Ting knew that he could not escape this ordeal, so he asked the Prime Minister to stay and drink tea with him. After he had laid the groundwork, Rong Ting did not wait for the Prime Minister to probe further and said, "Actually, Zhen knows what you all are thinking. You all feel that there is no one in the imperial harem, so you want Zhen to choose a concubine. Do you know what a soul mate is?"
He had heard the term 'soul mate' from Teacher Helen.
The Prime Minister did not know what Rong Ting was talking about and shook his head. "Your Majesty, please forgive this old subject's ignorance and lack of talent."
Rong Ting smiled. "You all hope that Zhen will choose an empress. Although Zhen does not understand the background and talents of the daughters of aristocratic families, Zhen believes that they are not bad. There must be someone who can take up the position of mother of the country. However, Zhen is still young, so Zhen's thinking is different. Zhen is the emperor of Daye, but Zhen is also a person, a living person. To Zhen, Zhen is not only looking for an empress, but also a wife. Yesterday, when Zhen was taking a walk after dinner, Zhen was still regretting that there was no one around Zhen who could converse with Zhen. There was no one around Zhen who could understand Zhen and talk to Zhen. What a pity! "
The Prime Minister understood.
Although he did not know what a soul mate was, he believed that it meant someone who could communicate with Rong Ting and keep up with Rong Ting's pace and thoughts.
Haha.
The Prime Minister could not help but criticize Rong Ting inwardly. You are even harder to please than your father. This empress has to have a strong background, be able to keep up with Rong Ting in terms of talent, and keep up with Rong Ting's pace. Young love, if Rong Ting's looks are not outstanding, Rong Ting's probably not interested in her either!
Well, it seems that Rong Ting has no interest in anyone nowadays.
Although he was complaining in his heart, the Prime Minister had no choice but to agree and say, "This old official understands."
In any case, this is a direction to work towards, isn't it?
***
Song Yuan had a dream that night. She dreamed that Rong Ting was crying amidst a small mountain of memorials. He was so tired that he cried and fell ill. In the middle of the night, she was frightened awake by the dream. When she thought about how Gugu had become an emperor at the age of thirteen, she felt very distressed for him. Although she was a very lazy empress, during her time in the harem, she could see that the occupation of an emperor was comparable to 996. No, being a diligent emperor was much more difficult than 996!
Frankly speaking, if it weren't for the fact that Yung Heng also wanted to go back, she would not have been at ease with Rong Ting going back to the ancient times.
If she had known that Yung Heng would come back so soon, she would have …
Well, there was nothing she could do. She just felt distressed for her son. This kind of heartache made Song Yuan imagine Gugu's pitiful situation in the ancient times. Thus, she became much colder to Yung Heng.
For a married woman with children, her children were definitely more important than her husband. She began to frantically look for the extras in the original novel, wanting to see what Gugu's life was like in the future. However, the author only wrote those two extras, which made her feel like a headless fly. She wanted to know about Gugu's current situation, but she had no way of finding out.
When Yung Heng came to find her again, he would occasionally inadvertently see her rolling her eyes at him. Sometimes, her tone was very harsh.
This meant that they had not reconciled yet. If they were, he thought, she would definitely not be polite to him …
"I saw a Michelin restaurant that has a good reputation. How about we go tonight?"
"I can't eat when I think about how Gugu might be suffering."
"Do you want to go shopping and buy something? Don't you like to buy skincare products? "
"I don't want to go when I think about how Gugu might be sick from exhaustion."
… …
In the end, Yung Heng thought of a way. He inadvertently found out that she was looking for an extras in a book. At night, he finished reading the book at a glance. He was also very shocked. This book was about their experiences in the ancient times. Fortunately, after going through the ancient times, he quickly calmed down. He came up with an excellent idea, which was to let Sun Haiping contact the author and ask the author to add a few extras of Rong Ting's happy life after ascending the throne.
As an old father, Yung Heng was not worried about his son at all. His son was taught by him. If Rong Ting did not have the ability to sit firmly on the throne, he would not pass the throne to him.
He believed that Rong Ting would let him live a good life.
It was a pity that Song Yuan seemed to be worried every day. Also, what remained in her memory was Rong Ting when she was six years old. She did not know what Rong Ting was like when she was thirteen years old.
The author sold the copyright, and the web drama was a small hit for a while. She was not short of money. How many authors would still think about adding extras after the novel was finished? Especially since the novel was finished several years ago, the author refused to write extras, especially this kind of extras that said that the plot must be perfect and the son of the male and female lead must be happy …
Yung Heng had to do what he wanted to do. Fortunately, authors also needed to earn money. No one would complain that they had too much money in their pockets. After Sun Haiping put forward very generous conditions, the author chose to bow to the power of money and began to write extras conscientiously.
Of course, she was also very curious. Who was this stupid and rich little princess? The money was too much, so much that she could not control her hands!
The little princess also had a lot of requirements.
"You can't get married before you are eighteen years old, and you can't make love."
"You can't start a harem, and you can't be lustful."
"You can't fall sick."
"You have to miss the female lead, but you have to write appropriately. You can't make people feel sad."
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