Song Yuan actually regretted bringing the child home.
She didn't do anything wrong, and the person who abandoned her husband and children was definitely not her. So why was she frightened by the child's words?
The house Song Yuan was living in now was a gift from Father Song when she was eighteen. It had three bedrooms and two living rooms, and it was very spacious with a large balcony. She had just moved in not long ago, so there were many things that she hadn't bought. On the way back, even though she was confused and doubting her life, she didn't forget to buy a towel and a toothbrush for the child.
As soon as she got home, before she could say a few words to the child, she heard the sound of his stomach making Gugu sounds.
Rong Ting was very embarrassed. To him, such a sound from his stomach was really rude.
"How long has it been since you last ate?" Song Yuan accepted her fate and lowered her head to ask him.
"This Prince has had breakfast."
"Child, why are you talking like that?" Song Yuan opened the fridge and took out a loaf of bread. She continued to look at him. "So scholarly. Is everyone in your family like this?"
Rong Ting was in a slightly better mood now. He wasn't so embarrassed, and his tone when speaking to Song Yuan was also better. "Imperial Mother, how can you speak so casually?"
Song Yuan: "…"
"It will take more than half an hour for takeout to arrive. I'm afraid that you'll be too hungry. There's only bread, eggs, and ham at home. I'll just make you a sandwich."
Rong Ting and Song Yuan didn't really understand each other, but neither of them really understood what the other was talking about.
But he could tell that Imperial Mother was going to cook for him personally.
His heart warmed.
As the mother of the country, Imperial Mother had never cooked for anyone (including Imperial Father). He might be the first.
He forgave her for forgetting about him for the time being.
Song Yuan would occasionally cook when she was in the mood. After all, she would get tired of eating takeout too much. Making sandwiches was too simple for her. She fried the eggs and ham in a pan at the same time, put the bread in the toaster, and of course, added her favorite salad dressing. She thought that children liked ketchup, so she added some extra. After making the sandwich, she made a glass of milk for the child.
Rong Ting sat at the dining table. Looking at the food in front of him, he could not help but frown.
This was food he had never seen before.
More importantly, could it be ingested?
Seeing that Song Yuan was looking at him eagerly, Rong Ting thought to himself, I can't disappoint Mother Empress's kind intentions. Thus, he picked up the sandwich and took a gentle bite.
Of course, Song Yuan wouldn't ask the child how the sandwich tasted.
Rong Ting thought that perhaps it was because this strange thing was personally cooked by his mother, so he felt that the taste was not bad.
Song Yuan pointed at the milk on the table. "Remember to drink milk. Drink milk and grow taller."
Rong Ting was infuriated. "You actually despise me for not being tall enough?"
Song Yuan was a senior member of the Appearance Association. She deeply felt that if this child wasn't so handsome and cute, she would never have brought him home. This child was estimated to be about 1.1m tall. He was clearly a child, but he was always scholarly and had the appearance of an adult.
"Then you're indeed not as tall as me right now." Song Yuan deliberately bickered with him. "Alright, alright. Drinking milk is good for the body. After drinking it, brush your teeth, wash your face, and take a bath. I really have to go to work tomorrow. I'm not lying to you."
Rong Ting stared at the milk in the cup for a long time. Then, he held the cup with both hands and sipped the milk.
It was sweet. Not bad.
"Mother Empress, why aren't there any palace maids in the palace?" Rong Ting was in a good mood after eating and drinking his fill. He was willing to chat with Song Yuan.
The layout of the palace was indeed strange. However, he had eavesdropped on Father Emperor's drunken conversation. Father Emperor said that Mother Empress's era was different from theirs. It seemed to make sense.
But why weren't there any palace maids or eunuchs?
Song Yuan was silent for a moment. She felt that the child's parents were probably fans of ancient times. However, even if the parents liked everything about ancient times and were genuine fans of ancient times, it shouldn't affect the child. She really doubted whether this child could communicate well with other children in kindergarten.
"Are you talking about the nanny?" It seemed that the child's family was quite well off. "I don't need to hire a nanny. I can do everything myself."
Rong Ting stared at Song Yuan.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Song Yuan asked him.
"Why?"
Rong Ting was very puzzled. "You're living such a difficult life now. Why do you want to leave Father Emperor? Is this the life you want to live? "
Song Yuan was confused, but she still moved a chair to sit beside him. She said to him very seriously, "Child, I don't understand what you're saying at all. I'm really not your mother. However, you can rest assured that the police uncles and aunties at the police station will help you find your family. You can also live with me during this time until your parents come to pick you up."
Rong Ting was not an unreasonable child. He combined Song Yuan's words with her behavior and asked tentatively, "Mother Empress, you also don't remember Father Emperor?"
Without waiting for Song Yuan to answer, Rong Ting answered himself, "It's natural that you don't remember. You don't even remember me, so how can you remember others?"
She had even forgotten her most beloved son, so how could she remember her husband, who was ranked far behind?
He was stupid to ask Mother Empress such a question.
Song Yuan thought about it and prepared to use another method to get information from the child. "Then tell me what your father's name is. Perhaps I'll have an impression of it."
When Rong Ting heard this, he became angry again. "You don't even remember me when you see me. How can you have an impression of Father Emperor's name when you hear it!"
If Mother Empress really had an impression of it, then he would be angry. The old palace maid had said that Mother Empress had once hugged him in swaddling clothes and said that she loved him the most.
He paused and said, "Moreover, as a son, how can you mention Father Emperor's name!"
Song Yuan: "…"
Does your family have to be so into character? It's fine if you're a fan of ancient times, but it seems that you even consider yourself as the Emperor and Empress at home. You're really something, and I can't afford to offend you …
"Okay, okay, okay. Then you can at least tell me your name, right?"
Rong Ting puffed up his cheeks and looked at her coldly. "You actually forgot your own son's name."
Song Yuan's temper was really very good.
She had liked children since she was young. Of course, she liked obedient children. However, it was strange today. Such an awkward and proud child. In the past, she would not have taken the initiative to approach him.
After Rong Ting said this, he was silent for a moment. "Remember it well. Rong Ting."
The name was quite pleasant to the ears.
Song Yuan felt that with the current progress, she would be able to get his parents' names and contact information in at most a week.
"Okay, okay. Go brush your teeth." Song Yuan led Rong Ting, who was still sulking, to the washroom. She squeezed some toothpaste on the newly bought children's toothbrush and handed it to him.
Rong Ting used to brush his teeth when he was in the palace.
However, there were not many people in the palace who had toothbrushes. According to the old palace maid, Mother Empress had spent a long time making toothbrushes.
Now, the toothbrush in his hand was much better looking than the one in the palace.
As Rong Ting brushed his teeth, he felt that his mouth was full of a sweet taste. It was different from the one in the palace. Mother Empress had hidden all the good things. She would only let him use them when he came to find her.
Rong Ting looked at everything in this room with curiosity. However, he still paid attention to etiquette and did not want to appear timid in front of Mother Empress.
"Gugu, it's like this." After Rong Ting finished brushing his teeth and washing his face, Song Yuan led him to stand under the showerhead. She said very patiently, "You're a boy, and I'm a girl. It's not convenient for me to bathe you. Then, do you know how to bathe yourself?"
Rong Ting did not care that Song Yuan called him this.
Song Yuan simply taught Rong Ting how to use the water heater. She felt that no matter how much a family was obsessed with ancient times, with modern conveniences, there would definitely be basic facilities.
After telling Rong Ting which bottle was the shower gel and which bottle was the shampoo, she left the washroom and closed the door.
Rong Ting stood under the showerhead. He was a smart child and understood many things with just a hint. After taking off his clothes, he hesitated for a moment. Then, he followed what Mother Empress had just taught him and turned on the switch. The moment the showerhead rushed out and drenched him, he could not control the fear in his heart and screamed.
When Song Yuan heard his shout, he hurriedly rushed in.
Rong Ting was still frightened. When he saw her come in, his first reaction was to hug her waist. He was very brave and did not cry.
After he calmed down, he elegantly threw the blame to her. "You actually let me stay here alone!"
Song Yuan could tell that the child was a little embarrassed.
Nowadays, many families needed their parents to help bathe children who were more than five years old. She had never been a mother and did not even have the experience of helping relatives take care of children. She felt a little embarrassed. Children were easily frightened in an unfamiliar environment.
When she finally finished bathing the child, Song Yuan's clothes were also soaked.
The convenience store did not have pajamas for children, so Song Yuan casually put one of her long T-shirts on him.
The child was very disgusted. "How can I wear women's clothes!"
"Tomorrow, after work tomorrow, I'll take you out and buy you a set of pajamas. It's really too late now. " Song Yuan pointed at the dark circles under her eyes. "Please do me a favor and put up with it for the time being. I'm really going to sleep. I'm so tired."
Rong Ting looked at her. After a while, he said awkwardly, "Only this once. You can't tell anyone else."
After Song Yuan had removed her makeup and taken a shower, it was already past eleven o 'clock.
She lay on the bed and thought about what had happened tonight. It really felt like a dream. She was so tired and sleepy that she fell asleep. Fortunately, the child was very well-behaved. Without her saying anything, he said something that she did not understand. In summary, he said that he could not sleep on the same bed as her. It was unreasonable. The child slept alone in the second bedroom. Before she returned to the room, she took a look again. The child seemed to have fallen asleep, so she turned off the lights.
What Song Yuan did not know was that after she turned off the lights and closed the door, Rong Ting, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes.
In his heart, he had imagined many times what his mother looked like. What she looked like when she smiled, and what she looked like when she was angry. Everyone said that he had a noble status. Many people envied him for being the crown prince when he was born. However, only he knew that he did not want to be the crown prince. He only wanted to be his mother's child.
Although his mother did not show that she loved him very much, Rong Ting, you have to forgive her. She just forgot.
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