"Do you know about cell phones?"
"Do you know about cell phones?"
"Do you know about TV sets? Do you know about air conditioners? Do you know about ballpoint pens? Do you know about abcdefg? "
Song Yuan asked many questions in a row.
Rong Ting frowned. "Mother, you don't have to laugh at me for being ignorant."
Song Yuan's heart sank. She did not expect that the most impossible possibility would really happen. Transmigration novels were everywhere. Even elementary school students knew about Martello Xi, but everyone knew that it was a plot imagined by the author. Now that a transmigration had happened in front of her, she also wondered if there was something wrong with the child's mind or brain. Rong Ting's eyes were clear, and he even showed an extraordinary aura.
She felt that she was crazy. She actually thought of transmigrating from the past to the present, and subconsciously felt that this was real!
If she had even the slightest doubt, she would not have believed that such a ridiculous thing could happen.
Song Yuan really wanted to ask what was going on, but she also knew that Rong Ting was already very unhappy. This little boy probably did not know what had happened to him, and her emotions would affect him. They still had to eat and go to the supermarket and shopping mall today. They could not just do nothing.
In fact, Song Yuan was a very timid person. Logically speaking, when encountering such a thing, her first reaction would be to send Rong Ting to the police station. After all, it was too strange. But for some reason, she seemed to have an inexplicable connection with this child, and she could not bear to see him sad.
"I'm not laughing at you." Song Yuan found her state of mind and forced herself to calm down. She smiled at Rong Ting. She was very good at adjusting her emotions, and this time, she was really relaxed.
If something really happened, she could not stop it.
"It's just that what I know is different from what you know. I've never interacted with children before, and I don't know what topics would interest you, so I asked you something you don't understand. I just wanted to show off in front of you."
Although Rong Ting did not believe this explanation, his body was more honest. His expression was much better, and he did not look as hurt as he did just now.
Children were easier to coax, as long as the adults had a little more patience.
"Let me tell you about this car first." Song Yuan restarted the car and explained to him as he drove, "It's similar to the horse carriages you've seen before."
Rong Ting: "Mother Empress, don't lie to me. The carriage doesn't look like this at all."
"It's been improved over many years. Where's the furthest place you've ever been?"
"I've been to Summer Sun with my father."
"Oh, Xia Yang, I don't know. How long have you been in the carriage? "
"Four days and four nights."
Song Yuan thought for a moment and replied, "If you take my car, you should be able to get there in half a day."
Rong Ting wanted to raise his doubts, but when he looked at the scenery outside the car window, he fell silent.
Mother Empress shouldn't be lying. This carriage's speed was indeed much faster.
The two of them chatted casually. Song Yuan drove to the parking lot of the mall. After parking the car, she took the initiative to run to the back seat and open the door. She was driving an SUV, so it might not be so convenient for a child to get out of the car. She picked up Rong Ting and got out of the car.
Rong Ting wasn't very used to this kind of physical contact, but he didn't say anything. His ears quietly turned red.
After getting out of the car, he originally wanted to tell Song Yuan that there should be some taboos between mother and son and that she shouldn't treat him like a child. However, when the words were about to come out of his mouth, he swallowed them back down.
Anyway, his father wasn't here. The annoying historian wasn't here either. It didn't matter!
Rong Ting was no stranger to elevators. He vaguely knew what it was used for.
He quietly straightened his body. It wasn't that he didn't know anything, and he wasn't curious about everything.
There were other people in the elevator. In this day and age, many people liked ancient costumes. Times were developing rapidly, and people were becoming more and more tolerant of many things. Some people wore Han costumes, while others wore Lo costumes. People were already used to it.
It was very interesting for children to wear ancient costumes. Rong Ting was wearing a white ancient costume with golden edges. His hair was also like that of a costume drama, which attracted a lot of attention.
When they walked out of the elevator, a few people took out their phones to take pictures of Rong Ting.
Song Yuan smiled at those girls and shook her head. This meant that they couldn't.
The girls understood and were a little embarrassed. After all, it was indeed a little embarrassing to be caught by a parent taking pictures of a child.
No one thought that Song Yuan was Rong Ting's mother. They only felt that they looked very similar and should be siblings.
This shopping mall had a supermarket, a restaurant, a theater, and a branded clothing store. Today was a workday, so there weren't many people. On the weekend, there were especially many people here. Song Yuan had just bought new clothes not long ago. She knew that Rong Ting probably didn't have the patience to accompany her shopping, so she led Rong Ting straight to the children's clothing store.
After Song Yuan led Rong Ting into the children's clothing store, she was attracted by the row of girls' dresses.
"Little girls' clothes nowadays are too beautiful!"
"I want to have a daughter after seeing it!"
Rong Ting didn't expect that his mother, who was steady, kind, and gentle in the mouth of the old palace maid, would be so lively.
It was different from what he had imagined. However, this kind of mother was also quite good. At least she looked quite happy.
"An official once submitted a memorial, hinting that Imperial Father didn't have a lot of children and only had one child. He hoped that Imperial Father would choose a concubine for the imperial harem. Imperial Father flew into a rage." Rong Ting came to Song Yuan's side and said in a low voice, "Since Imperial Mother wants to have a princess, why did she leave Imperial Father?"
Song Yuan's scalp went numb when she heard this, but she still reached out and patted Rong Ting's shoulder, "Young man, don't disturb my shopping mood. The consequences will be very serious."
Don't say these kinds of things that will make her think of melodramatic transmigration novels. You can talk about it at home!
Rong Ting sighed in his heart. He also didn't know what conflict there was between Imperial Father and Imperial Mother. Looking at Imperial Mother's appearance, she probably didn't want to mention Imperial Father.
The clothes in this children's clothing store were very beautiful for girls, but the clothes for boys were ordinary. Song Yuan only chose two sets of clothes for Rong Ting. She was afraid that the weather would drop, so she also bought a down jacket.
Rong Ting originally wanted to say that he wouldn't wear this kind of strange clothes, but when he saw Imperial Mother's clothes, he decisively chose to shut up.
This should be Imperial Mother's hometown.
Imperial Mother's hometown was also his hometown. As the saying goes, when in Rome, do as the Romans do. He couldn't be too stubborn, so as to avoid hurting Imperial Mother's heart and making her misunderstand that he didn't like her hometown.
"Do you like it?" Song Yuan also bought children's underwear and socks for him. It was a great harvest. As if the person who bought the new clothes was her, she happily asked Rong Ting.
"Gu doesn't want to answer."
To tell the truth, Imperial Mother would be unhappy.
But a gentleman couldn't lie.
Song Yuan felt that she was very familiar with Rong Ting, so she pinched his ear, "You're such a cute child!"
She thought that Rong Ting's cuteness was mostly due to his appearance.
Sure enough, this was a society that looked at appearance.
"Gu, Gu …" Rong Ting was shocked by Song Yuan's action. After he reacted, he was even more embarrassed. He kept saying "Gu" here and there for a long time, but he still didn't come up with a reason.
If it was someone else, he would have said "How dare you."
"I know your name is Gugu." When Song Yuan saw KFC, she pulled Rong Ting to the dessert station, "I think you definitely haven't eaten this before!"
Rong Ting didn't want to act like a country bumpkin, so he said coldly, "Are you a prophet again?"
"How did the ancient people live without ice cream and air conditioning?" Song Yuan bought two ice cream cones. The shop assistant was a girl. When she saw Rong Ting wearing ancient clothes, she took a few glances at him. Obviously, many people couldn't resist such a cute child. When Song Yuan saw the ice cream cone that was very tall, she couldn't help but say to Rong Ting, "This is the first time I've seen such a tall ice cream cone."
There were so many swirls!
Sure enough, being cute was useful. Just now, in the children's clothing store, the shop assistant gave her an extra baby's mouth towel, although she didn't need it. Now that the shop assistant at the dessert station gave her so much ice cream, there was no harm in comparison. She remembered that she didn't receive this kind of treatment when she was a child.
Rong Ting took the ice cream cone. When he saw that Song Yuan had already started eating, he remembered something important, "There's no test for poison?"
He was so angry this morning that he forgot about it!
If someone wanted to poison him, what would happen to him and his mother!
"Mother, don't eat it!!" Rong Ting shouted to stop her.
The little boy's voice was very loud.
The pedestrians shopping in the mall all looked over, not knowing what had happened. Even Song Yuan stared blankly at Rong Ting, not understanding why he was so agitated.
Rong Ting's face was pale. The old palace maid had once told him that the concubines in the palace were very jealous of Muhou and had tried to harm her several times. Fortunately, Muhou was very lucky and had avoided disaster. He had grown up in the palace. Fuhuang had never stepped half a foot into the inner palace, but he would occasionally see those concubines. Each one of them had a virtuous and gentle attitude, but in reality, they were very vicious inside.
It was easy to dodge a spear in the open, but difficult to guard against a stab in the dark. If his whereabouts were known by those imperial concubines and they followed him here to frame his mother, what should he do?
"What's wrong with you?" Song Yuan asked. Of course, he didn't dare to lick the ice cream cone again.
The more Rong Ting thought about it, the more scared he became. He pointed at the shop assistant at the dessert station and said, "Mother is so careless. Isn't she afraid that this person poisoned her?"
The shop assistant's black face was full of question marks, "???"
What did she do wrong to be suspected by a child … of, of poisoning her? What was going on?
"Mother, spit it out!" Rong Ting threw away the ice cream cone in his hand and hugged Song Yuan's leg. He looked up at her with red eyes, "Mother, don't be afraid. I'll take you back to the palace and let the best imperial physician detoxify you!"
It wasn't easy for him to find his mother, so he definitely wouldn't allow anyone to hurt or steal his mother away!
If someone really poisoned her, he would cut that person into pieces!
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