Rong Ting was surprised to see Yung Heng coming in with Song Yuan.
Although he knew that his father would come in two days, he didn't expect it to be today. After a short moment of surprise, he immediately remembered his plan. His heart beat faster and he was very nervous. He always felt that he was doing something bad, but he was such a person. If he was interested in something or had doubts about something, then he must figure it out. His father had also praised him for this. If he couldn't figure out something that puzzled him, then he couldn't eat or sleep well.
After his father followed his mother into the kitchen, he rushed to his bedroom and found the jade pendant that originally belonged to his father in the drawer of the bedside table.
If his father really didn't remember anything, he wouldn't feel anything when he saw this jade pendant. If his father really didn't lose his memory, then he must be very confused. Why was the jade pendant that should be in his secret room drawer here?
Song Yuan also didn't expect that Yung Heng would follow her to the kitchen. She was a little helpless. This was probably the first time the Son of Heaven had entered the kitchen in his life. "You don't need to help here."
"Didn't you say you wanted to eat hot pot? You can't do it alone. " Yung Heng had already taken off his coat when he came in. At this moment, he was about to roll up his sleeves, looking like he was going to help.
"The hot pot base is ready-made. I just need to stir-fry it and add some water. As for the hot pot vegetables, I've already bought them. Just wash them."
Yung Heng was more than 1.8 meters tall. This kitchen wasn't very spacious. Standing here, he looked very cramped.
If it was in the past, Song Yuan would definitely take the opportunity to trick him, instructing him to cut and wash the vegetables, wanting to see him make a fool of himself.
But now, as soon as such a thought appeared in her mind, she couldn't help but smile bitterly. Although she was now 23 years old on her ID card, after so many things, she was no longer the ignorant and happy Song Yuan.
"Let me help you." Yung Heng was in high spirits. The kitchen was very strange to him, whether it was ancient or modern. But now that he thought that he could be alone with her for a while, he was willing to do something that he had never done before.
"There's really no need." Song Yuan pointed at the kitchen. "Look, it's only this big. It's already very crowded with two people in the kitchen. Besides, you haven't done these things before. You might even be a hindrance. Rong Ting is hungry. Let's have an early dinner, okay?"
Yung Heng actually couldn't stand her saying "Is that okay?". He saw that she looked tired, and he was indeed afraid that he would be more of a hindrance to her, so he could only look embarrassed. "Alright, I'll go out first. If you need my help, just call me."
Song Yuan lowered her head and looked at the vegetables on the counter in the kitchen. She hummed softly.
He used such a tone and referred to himself as "I". It was as if they had returned to the time when they first met.
It was Yung Heng's first time visiting her home here. It was warmer and livelier than the one in Jing City. After coming out of the kitchen and walking around the dining room, he saw Rong Ting sitting at the desk practicing calligraphy.
This kind of atmosphere made him feel inexplicably happy.
Rong Ting glanced out of the corner of his eyes and saw his Imperial Father walking towards him step by step. He gripped the writing brush tightly, his heartbeat accelerated, and even his palms were sweating.
This was the first time he had used such methods under his Imperial Father's nose.
He held his breath and concentrated, secretly encouraging himself in his heart.
Yung Heng came to the desk and glanced at Rong Ting's calligraphy. It was barely passable. It could be seen that this brat had not slacked off in his studies during this period of time. There was a brush, ink, paper, and inkstone on the desk, as well as a few books. One of them was a series of Sun Tzu's Art of War. He casually picked it up and wanted to flip through it, but he found something at the bottom of the book. He focused his eyes and saw that it was a Guanyin jade pendant.
Why was this jade pendant here? Didn't he put it in a drawer in the secret room?
Rong Ting quietly paid attention to his Imperial Father's expression. When he saw his Imperial Father's expression, what else could he not understand? His heart was in a perilous situation, but he forced himself to calm down. He continued to write as if nothing had happened, but after all, he was still young and his acting skills were not good enough. At this moment, his hands were weak, and the few words he wrote were not very good. He almost made mistakes in his strokes.
Yung Heng had been in power for many years. If others were to look at his expression, they would not be able to see any clues. The Emperor did not show his emotions and would not let others see through his mood. However, Rong Ting was his only child. The father and son had been together for many years. Rong Ting worshipped and respected him even more. He wanted to learn his style of doing things. Naturally, he was the closest to Yung Heng. Others might not be able to see his expression, but Rong Ting could see it at a glance.
"This word doesn't seem to be written well."
Yung Heng restrained his emotions and did not look at the jade pendant again. He put the book back and pressed it against the jade pendant.
"Yes." Rong Ting lowered his head and admitted his mistake. He put down the writing brush and his hands hung down. "Two days ago, I played basketball with the children in the neighborhood. My hands used too much strength. When I woke up this morning, I felt weak."
Yung Heng looked at him thoughtfully and comforted him. "Since you don't have any strength, don't practice writing today. Read the book."
"Yes."
Under Yung Heng's scrutinizing gaze, Rong Ting felt that he could not bear it anymore. In fact, this was the first time he had lied to his Imperial Father. When the words came out of his mouth, he was stunned. How could he lie?
Just now, he almost could not stand it. When his Imperial Father looked at the jade pendant, he almost could not help but open his mouth to explain why the jade pendant was with him.
Seeing his Imperial Father walk to the sofa, Rong Ting's shoulders drooped as if he had collapsed. He breathed a sigh of relief and felt that his back was covered in cold sweat.
Eating hotpot at home was not complicated. The hotpot soup base was ready-made. After about half an hour, Song Yuan called the father and son to wash their hands and prepare for dinner.
Rong Ting went to wash his hands first. Yung Heng was one step behind him. He entered the bathroom and closed the door. He took out the small jewelry box from his pocket and looked around the bathroom. Finally, he put it in the cupboard. He really wanted to give this gift to her in person. However, with her personality, she would definitely refuse. It was better to leave it here and wait for her to find it herself. After doing this, he also felt that giving a gift was like being a thief. It was too outrageous.
The three of them ate the piping hot hotpot happily. At least on the surface, they were happy.
Yung Heng recalled the times when they ate hotpot together in the winter in the palace. His expression softened and became much gentler.
As for Rong Ting, he was still shocked that his worldview had been overturned. However, he was still young and his body was the most honest. Now that he was hungry, he did not have time to think about anything else. He began to work hard to finish the fat beef that was piled high in his small bowl.
As for Song Yuan, her current state of mind was especially Buddhist. She had always been very lazy. Now that she was back in her own territory, with her parents supporting her and her son, eating a meal with Yung Heng did not affect her mood at all.
Yung Heng originally wanted to leave a good impression on her and took the initiative to ask to wash the dishes. He knew that she hated washing dishes. Now that he said he wanted to wash the dishes, she should be happy.
Song Yuan looked at him and was silent for a while. Her lips curled into a smile. "No need. It seems that you really have never cooked before. You don't even know that we have a dishwasher here, right? It's very convenient and frees up your hands. "
Yung Heng was surprised, but he still said gently: "That's good. It's very convenient here."
"Yes!" Rong Ting's little belly was bulging from eating. His bun-like face was also red, and his little mouth could not stop moving. "We have everything at home. There's a washing machine to throw the dirty clothes in. When it's time, the clothes will be almost dry after being washed. There's a dishwasher to put the bowls and chopsticks in, and it will wash them clean by itself! Oh right, Imperial Father, do you see that round disc? That's a robot sweeping the floor. Every day, it will go around by itself and sweep the dust in the corners clean! There are many things that we don't have to do ourselves! "
Yung Heng: "…"
Why didn't he realize that his son was so talkative in the past?
Song Yuan watched as her own child introduced the home appliances in a boastful tone. Her gaze was gentle and doting. She felt that her family's Gugu was the cutest child in the world!
Yung Heng was a little helpless at first, but when he inadvertently caught a glimpse of her expression, there was a smile in his eyes.
Rong Ting liked the globe that Yung Heng gave him very much. He sat on the carpet and used his little paws to spin the globe with difficulty. From time to time, he would exclaim, "This world is really big! Imperial Mother, come quickly. I want to see where we are! "
Song Yuan half-squatted beside him and helped him take a look. Finally, she found the city. Her fair and slender fingers pointed. "We're here."
"Isn't this place very big? Why is it only a small dot on the globe!" Rong Ting was very shocked. "Then how big is this world!"
It turned out that Imperial Mother was right. This world was very big, and the Daye Dynasty was not a world.
Yung Heng wanted to be thick-skinned and stay here for a while longer, but the hotpot was finished and the gift was given. It did not seem appropriate to stay here any longer, so he took the initiative to say that he wanted to go back first.
Song Yuan stood up straight and smiled at him. "That's good. Be careful on the way back."
Yung Heng picked up the coat hanging at the side. His posture was leisurely and his expression was calm. "En, you too. Be careful to close the doors and windows. If there's anything, you can call me directly."
After Yung Heng left, Song Yuan prepared to go to the bathroom to change clothes and take a shower. Although the hotpot was delicious, it was inevitable that her hair and clothes would be stained with the smell after eating.
As soon as she entered the bathroom and closed the door behind her, she tied up her hair. When she was about to brush her teeth, she found a small dark red box in the small compartment where the facial cleanser was placed. She curiously and suspiciously reached out to pick it up. When she opened it, she saw a pair of shiny diamond earrings inside.
She did not even need to think to know who put this box here.
Song Yuan sighed softly. She recalled the pink mug he gave her in Beijing. At that time, she thought that the mug was made of rhinestones. Now that she thought about it, he was also capable of embedding diamonds in a mug. quot;
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