After Yung Heng left, Song Yuan sat quietly on the sofa. The diamond ring was placed on the coffee table. She stared at it in a daze for nearly an hour. The table was a mess, but she didn't have time to clean it up. When it was time, she hurriedly got up and prepared to go out to pick up Rong Ting from school. However, she accidentally tripped over a chair and almost fell. When she turned back to look at the diamond ring on the coffee table, she actually felt her eyes hurt.
Song Yuan knew that she was not in the right state to drive in her current state. She also didn't dare to drive. The burden in her heart was as heavy as a thousand pounds, pressing down on her until she almost couldn't breathe.
She walked on the road. Fortunately, it wasn't time to get off work yet. There weren't many people on both sides of the road. Even if she lowered her head and immersed herself in her own world, she wouldn't be bumped into by others. It wasn't until she reached the entrance of the kindergarten that she came back to her senses.
There were many cars parked at the entrance of the kindergarten, and many parents were waiting. In the past, Song Yuan would chat with the mothers, but today, she didn't have the urge to speak.
She wasn't very familiar with the mothers. When they saw that she didn't seem happy, they naturally didn't chat with her.
Not long after, the bell for the end of school rang.
From the small class to the middle class, and then to the big class, the teachers led the children out one after another. Song Yuan stood on her tiptoes and immediately saw Rong Ting among the group of children.
She didn't know if it was because of her mother's filter, but she always felt that her son was the most beautiful child in the entire kindergarten. He had a halo around him, and she could see him at a glance.
Rong Ting originally didn't have any expression on his face, but when he saw Song Yuan, he immediately laughed. He was good-looking. His skin was white, and his facial features were exquisite. He had been the crown prince for several years. Although he didn't have the imposing manner of his father, he still had a very special temperament among the group of children. Perhaps it was due to the influence of the system in the palace, or perhaps it was because all young boys wanted to be like their father, but Rong Ting was more like Yung Heng. Both father and son did not smile often. When people who did not smile often suddenly smiled like this, it gave off a very silly and adorable feeling.
Song Yuan was not stingy with her hugs. After Rong Ting came out, she hugged him and said, "I missed you so much! Are you happy today? "
Rong Ting was a little embarrassed. Although the people here were open-minded, it was not appropriate for the two of them to hug each other in public.
He was very fond of being close to his Imperial Mother. He secretly glanced at the other children and saw that they were also being carried by their parents. When he discovered that no one was paying attention to them, he quietly relaxed.
"It's alright."
Song Yuan let go of him and held his little paw. She forced a smile, "The weather is good today, so I didn't drive. Don't you always want to eat ice cream? Let's go eat."
Rong Ting was very surprised. He liked to eat ice cream very much. It was not a problem for him to eat three balls at a time. It could be said that he was inhaling a storm. However, his Imperial Mother did not allow him to eat more. He only had the opportunity to taste ice cream when he went out with his maternal grandfather.
What was going on today? His Imperial Mother actually wanted to take him to eat ice cream!
Rong Ting was very smart. He raised his head and looked at his father, "Did something good happen?"
Song Yuan felt uncomfortable in her heart, but she still tried her best not to reveal her true feelings, "I guess so."
There was a shopping mall nearby. There was a Haagen-Dazs store on the first floor. The mother and son walked in. Rong Ting took an inch and wanted a mile. He pointed at the beautiful new winter product and asked in a low voice, "Can we order that?"
Song Yuan glanced at him, "What do you think?"
Rong Ting wanted to order that Ode to Ice and Snow. It was an ice cream hot pot. It looked very delicious.
However, the two of them would definitely not be able to finish it. Even if it was summer, they should not eat ice cream so wantonly. What if they ate something bad to their stomachs?
Rong Ting said with disappointment, "Oh. Then I'll eat two balls. One strawberry and one vanilla."
Song Yuan looked at him and thought for a moment. In the end, she still sighed and ordered an ice cream hot pot in front of Rong Ting.
If he was just surprised earlier, then Rong Ting was now pale with fright. He simply could not believe his ears!
After the mother and son sat down, Rong Ting asked in a particularly flustered manner, "Imperial Mother, what's wrong with you? I have a very bad feeling about this. "
"Don't you really want to eat that ice cream hot pot?"
Rong Ting said yes. He really wanted to eat it, but his Imperial Mother made him … very afraid.
He kept feeling that this should be the eve of a storm.
When the ice cream hot pot was served, he did not know whether he should eat it or not.
"Imperial Mother, I don't think I did anything wrong during this time." When Rong Ting was about to eat the ice cream ball, he stopped. There were some things that he had to clarify in advance. If this storm had nothing to do with him, then he would eat it. If it had something to do with him, then he would eat less. "Is that so?"
"Of course. I heard from your teacher that your performance was very good. You are also very obedient. You even have several little red flowers."
Hearing his Imperial Mother say this, Rong Ting was finally relieved. He asked tentatively, "Then I'll eat it?"
"Eat it. Eat less."
Rong Ting ate happily. Song Yuan did not have much of an appetite. She watched him eat, wanting to engrave his current appearance in her heart.
She did not want to leave Rong Ting. She really wanted him to stay here forever and grow up happily and healthily in a place where she could see him. She really wanted to be selfish for once, but she knew that she could not do this. She could not make the choice for him. Or rather, she could not give him the chance to choose.
In the past, when she was young, she had seen her father lying. She had also heard many people's lies. She loved those who loved her, there seemed to be no exception.
All these years, she had never lied to the people she loved. This time, she could not lie to Rong Ting.
Perhaps she had never been a good mother, nor did she fulfill her responsibilities and obligations as a mother. But she wanted to be a mother who never lied and never lied to him.
After returning home, Song Yuan was afraid that Rong Ting would have diarrhea after eating ice cream, so she made him some ginger tea to drive away the cold. The mother and son sat on the sofa. Song Yuan suddenly said, "There's something I want to tell you. Today, your Imperial Father came to look for me. He told me that he is going back to Daye. It should be next month. He told me that if you are willing to stay here, you can stay here …" She really wanted to speak calmly and calmly, but every word was like a knife, making it difficult and painful for her to even say one more word. "I think, although you are young, you have always been a very opinionated and smart child. Then this matter will be up to you."
After saying this, Song Yuan could not control her emotions. But she did not want to show it in front of Rong Ting. She hurriedly got up, went to the bathroom, and closed the door behind her. She leaned against the door and slowly squatted down. She hugged her knees and closed her eyes uncomfortably.
Now she seemed to be able to understand why those people would lie.
Rong Ting was not stupid.
Long ago, when Yung Heng asked him if he wanted his Imperial Mother to go back with them, he already had a faint guess in his heart.
Before Imperial Father appeared, it was not that he did not think about going back, but he really missed his Imperial Mother's warmth. So every time he thought about it, he quickly suppressed it. Until Imperial Father appeared, he felt that this was not something he should be worried about. When and how they would go back, it would naturally be up to Imperial Father to worry about. Thus, he firmly stayed by his Imperial Mother's side. He also knew what Imperial Father was thinking. So when Imperial Father asked him that question, he was anxious and worried. He wanted to tell Imperial Father not to bring his Imperial Mother back!
Yes, he really wanted to be with his Imperial Mother. In his heart, he also hoped that his Imperial Mother could return to the palace with them. But he also knew that if his Imperial Mother went back, she would never be happy again. What he wanted, what he wanted to see was a happy Imperial Mother.
Now that Imperial Father told his Imperial Mother about this matter, he must have dispelled any thoughts that he should not have.
He could rest assured.
He stood up and hesitantly walked to the bathroom door. He reached out and wanted to knock on the door, but his hand hung down in midair.
***
Song Yuan could not sleep at night. Lying in bed, she watched videos on her phone.
Some were sent by the kindergarten teachers, and some were sent by the former teachers of the organization.
Every teacher said that Rong Ting was very smart and was more sensible than other children his age. He was good at everything, but he was not very sociable. Usually, when the class played games, he would also participate, but he could not fit in.
She had also worried about this matter. During this time, she had also been flipping through children's psychology books. Now that she thought about it, it seemed that she had been too optimistic.
When she transmigrated to ancient times, she had also tried her best to integrate into that environment. Didn't she also fail in the end?
Modern people could not become ancient people.
Could people from ancient times become modern people?
Song Yuan got out of bed and went to a corner of the living room. The study table was filled with books that Rong Ting usually read. Other than Sun Tzu's The Art of War, he most often flipped through the history of the Ming Dynasty, the twelve emperors of the Qing Dynasty, and the biography of Zhu Yuanzhang that Yung Heng had bought for him.
She flipped open the history of the Great Ming Dynasty. Rong Ting had used a colored pen to mark many places. He would also use a pencil to write down his own opinions on the side, as well as his thoughts after reading.
Song Yuan flipped through and suddenly understood something. Rong Ting had lived in that kind of environment since he was young. Everything in the modern world surprised him. Wasn't this kind of situation very similar to her when she had just transmigrated to ancient times? The modern world was her home. She had always been very clear about this. For Rong Ting, ancient times was also his home.
Yung Heng said that he knew her answer.
At the same time, she also knew Rong Ting's answer. That was why she was upset.
But now, looking at these books, she thought that perhaps the person who wanted to be a good emperor was not only Yung Heng, but also her son, Rong Ting. quot;
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