Song Yuan still couldn't connect herself with the skillful mother who loved her son as much as her own life that Gugu mentioned. Of course, she knew what kind of person she was.
Rong Ting was very smart and very eager to learn. He understood many things after being demonstrated once, such as taking a bath.
Song Yuan originally thought that she would help him take a bath today, but who knew that when she led Rong Ting into the bathroom, this arrogant little face said to her with a "keep a distance between men and women" expression, "A son avoids his mother when he grows up, and a daughter avoids her father when she grows up. Mother, I was considerate of you yesterday, but I can't make an exception today."
"You have quite a lot of rules, child." Song Yuan pinched his ears without any psychological burden. She really wanted to pinch his chubby cheeks, but when she thought of this child's awkwardness and arrogance, and that they weren't very familiar with each other now, she had to settle for the next best thing.
This morning, Song Yuan also bought a set of pajamas for Rong Ting at the mall.
Rong Ting, who had transmigrated from ancient times, didn't have the aesthetic standards of this era. For him, no matter what kind of cartoon character it was, it was the same.
However, when Song Yuan deliberately took out a set of pink Hello Kitty pajamas and showed it to him, he frowned and said rather disdainfully, "I don't like it."
Song Yuan asked him why he didn't like it.
Rong Ting also couldn't explain why.
At this time, the shop assistant thought that Song Yuan didn't see the boys' pajamas, so she warmly walked over and said with a smile, "This side is for girls' pajamas, and that side is for boys. Your brother is so handsome, he looks good in anything!"
Song Yuan, "…"
Rong Ting glared at her angrily. "How dare you tease me like this!"
He was really angry, not pretending to be angry.
The shop assistant was a little confused. Fortunately, Song Yuan's ability to coax people was top-notch, especially coaxing children. In less than two minutes, the expression on the child's face turned gloomy. Song Yuan followed her own aesthetic standards and picked a set of Spring and Autumn edition yellow chicken pajamas for Rong Ting. It was cute and warm!
The light yellow color didn't disgust the child.
After buying the pajamas, Song Yuan immediately washed them with water and dried them with a dryer. The weather today was pretty good. After drying them in the afternoon, they could be worn at night.
Rong Ting washed himself until he smelled good.
In fact, he had never bathed himself before, nor had he ever put on his own clothes. There were too many people serving him. As the only child of the Emperor, who would dare to neglect him? He was used to being served by others, but he didn't want his mother to serve him. Even though his mother seemed to be very willing, in his heart, he still felt that his mother should be noble and shouldn't do these things for anyone, including him.
Rong Ting's hair was very long, and he couldn't wash it himself. Of course, Song Yuan couldn't do it either.
When he came out of the shower, Song Yuan looked at his hair and felt awkward.
Rong Ting thought of the men and women she had seen today. Not only did the women have all sorts of weird hair styles, but the men did not even tie their hair up!
He couldn't control others. He knew that although he was the Crown Prince, he was still the second-in-command. It wasn't good for him to control others.
Now that he saw his mother staring at his hair, he took a step back vigilantly and said sternly, "My body, hair, and skin are all given to me by my parents. Mother, don't have any ideas about my hair!"
Song Yuan laughed out loud.
Although she felt that the child's hair was indeed a bit long, it wasn't to the extent of cutting it. The ancient people seemed to care a lot about their hair. She shouldn't do anything that would make the child feel disgusted.
"I'm just looking."
Rong Ting's mouth was especially sharp. "Mother, it's best if you're just looking."
Song Yuan thought for a moment and said, "You also said that your body, hair, and skin are given to you by your parents. If I were your mother and I asked you to cut it, would you cut it?"
Rong Ting stared at her, and a struggling expression appeared on his face. Reality proved that Rong Ting was definitely an expert at shifting the blame. In the face of this kind of problem, he could quickly find a loophole and counterattack. "My body, hair, and skin are given to me by Mother and Father. Mother needs to discuss such an important matter with Father before making a decision."
Father Emperor would never agree to it!
Song Yuan was defeated. How could this child's brain be so smart!
"Let's not talk about it anymore. Drink some milk and go to sleep."
Rong Ting hesitated. After returning to his room, he pretended to go to the bathroom.
Song Yuan was removing her makeup.
Seeing Rong Ting coming in and out, she was really annoyed and asked, "Do you have something to talk to me about? If you have something to say, just say it. You're making me dizzy. "
Rong Ting said awkwardly, "I can't sleep."
Song Yuan was still a student who had just graduated not long ago. She really didn't understand the twists and turns of a child. She casually said, "Then count sheep."
Rong Ting saw that Mother was being so perfunctory with him and was very dissatisfied, "I went through untold hardships to find you, but you actually …"
Before he could finish speaking, Song Yuan squeezed some facial cleanser into her hands and rubbed it into a rich and dense foam on her face. She turned her head to look at him. Her face was covered in white foam, and only her eyes were exposed.
Rong Ting was so scared that he took a step back.
"You, you!"
"Look at your courage. I haven't even put on a facial mask yet. If I put on a black facial mask, won't you faint from fright?"
Rong Ting flew into a rage out of humiliation. As the Crown Prince, he had never been belittled to his face, "I'm well-read and have a photographic memory. Under Father's guidance, I'm also proficient in riding and shooting. Mother actually looks down on me like this!"
Alright, he was exaggerating a bit.
But before he came here, he could already hit the bullseye. He knew how to ride a horse, and he was quite good at it. It was just that he hadn't gone hunting yet.
Among Father's trusted ministers, who didn't praise him? It was fine if Mother didn't praise him, but she actually looked down on him like this.
A little boy's self-esteem was really frighteningly strong.
Even if you haven't eaten pork, you've seen pigs run. Thanks to the period dramas, Song Yuan also knew that some of the children in period dramas were very clever. Therefore, she believed Rong Ting's words.
"Isn't that very tiring?" Song Yuan washed off the foam, revealing a clean and flawless face. She looked at the child sympathetically and said, "Although the children in our era are also very busy, I feel that you should be working much harder than them. You're clearly still a child."
There was a senior in the company who just gave birth last year. When her daughter was a few months old, she took her to morning classes … She heard that there would be swimming classes, music classes, and physical classes in the future! There were even classes for balancing cars. Thinking back to when she was young, she was simply left alone by her parents. Every day in kindergarten, she would happily play with her friends. When she truly felt the pressure of studying, she was already in the fifth or sixth grade of primary school.
Rong Ting puffed out his small chest and said with a casual expression like he was cosplaying an adult, "This Prince is the crown prince, the heir apparent. Naturally, it's different."
"Then tell me the truth. Have you ever been so tired that you secretly cry?" Song Yuan said again, "The liar will wet the bed tonight."
Rong Ting sighed, seemingly a little helpless, "Mother's memory is not good. This Prince said before, this Prince will lie to everyone in the world, but I won't lie to Mother."
Needless to say, when this kind of standard line of the male protagonist in a melodramatic romance novel was said by a five or six-year-old child, not only did it not feel like thunder, but it also had a different kind of feeling.
"This Prince has cried before, but it wasn't because of tiredness." Rong Ting couldn't help but be his spokesperson and boast about himself, "How could this Prince cry because of the grievances of schoolwork?"
"Then why did you cry?" Song Yuan asked casually.
Rong Ting's expression became complicated.
Why?
Once, there was an insensible imperial concubine who was schemed against by another person. When he accidentally passed by, he heard the words "You're just a vile spawn that even your own mother doesn't want." At that time, he didn't know what it meant, but for some reason, his nose became sour and tears fell down. The eunuchs and palace maids were so frightened that they immediately knelt and begged for mercy. The next day, those two imperial concubines disappeared from the palace and he never saw them again.
He had asked the old palace maid several times whether it was because he wasn't smart, whether it was because he wasn't obedient, so his mother didn't want him.
When the old palace maid heard this, she also cried in grief. From then on, she slowly told him some things about his mother.
"This Prince doesn't want to say." Rong Ting replied.
"Alright, if you don't want to say, then don't say."
When Song Yuan saw that Rong Ting didn't say that he wanted to go back to his room, she thought about how this child had just said that he was well-read, had a photographic memory, and was proficient in horseback archery. Her thoughts began to wander. Today, she deliberately searched through her WeChat Moments that she posted last year. That WeChat Moments had a picture of her when she was young. She didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but she felt that Rong Ting really looked like her when she was young.
Rong Ting would occasionally mention his father …
When a child was too outstanding, it was easy for people to imagine what his parents would be like. Would it be negative to positive, or would it be strong to strengthen them?
If it was in the past, she definitely wouldn't have any interest in this kind of shared cucumber. When she read romance novels about time travel, she would immediately give up on them if the male lead was an emperor.
But now, she was facing a possibility. She might have traveled to ancient times and had this child with a certain old cucumber.
Then there were some things that she had to care about in advance.
Song Yuan squatted down and faced Rong Ting face to face. She said very seriously, "You said that you wouldn't lie to me. Then I want to ask you a question. You have to answer me honestly."
Ever since they were reunited, this was the first time that Rong Ting had seen his mother reveal such an expression. He couldn't help but feel nervous.
What did his mother want to ask him?
Homework?
But he had already asked. What else was worthy of his mother's attention?
"Let me ask you," Song Yuan paused, "Old Huang, ah, no, your father, the father you speak of, is he handsome?"
If it was a middle-aged man or even an old man, she … Ahhhhh, she couldn't accept that she was so hungry in ancient times!
She looked at Rong Ting nervously.
Rong Ting tilted his head and frowned, looking very troubled.
Song Yuan painfully closed her eyes, "Okay, I understand."
She didn't expect that she would be like this in ancient times. For a senior member of the Appearance Association, sleeping with an old cucumber who was old enough to be her father or even grandfather was an undeniable dark history. Just thinking about it made her turn into a shrew and curse in the streets.
Rong Ting was puzzled, "Mother, what is handsome, and what is not handsome?"
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