My Son is a Transmigrated Prince

After all, Rong Hong has been an emperor for such a long time. Just now I saw the doctor suddenly, standing in a dark place. He thought that the man was Meng Qingyun, and he didn't return to God for a while. It wasn't until the doctor came over and smiled politely at him. He took a closer look and found out that it wasn't Meng Qingzhang. The doctor was whiter than Meng Qingzhang and there was no Meng Qingzhang's fortitude. It's just like seven or eight points, it's a little bit far away, and it's the evening when we meet, it's normal to mistake that doctor as Meng Qingzhang.

Like she said, he looks exactly like Xie Yun in this world, and there is nothing strange about the appearance of another person who is like her elder brother.

He quickly returned to his normal look.

"Yuanyuan, I ..." Rong Hong rarely spoke poorly in front of others.

For the first time since meeting her again, he shouted at her like this for the first time, and his throat became sore as soon as he got out.

He missed her too much. For a period of time, when he saw the word "garden" on the plaque in the palace, he would be shocked or even angry.

Song Yuan looked at him like this, carefully measuring his expression, suddenly suddenly wanted to laugh, everything seemed to be upside down. In the past, she always trembled in front of him, always cautiously, and since knowing his identity Later, after knowing that the imperial power was supreme, she was afraid that she might have made a mistake and threatened to damage the General House. Even if I have a grudge in my heart and a anger in my heart, I only vent a little or two when I can't take it anymore, and the remaining 819 are all swallowed. In retrospect, she was also strange to her forbearing self.

He was in front of her, although he tried hard to put down the shelf of the emperor, but he has been the prince since birth, followed by the prince, and then the king. Pride is engraved in his bones. He is used to disregard everyone, so he does All that is known is that he is high above her.

Later, he always asked her, why can't he be treated as an ordinary husband?

Who would dare, and who has the courage to give all the sincerity to a person who can claim his life and his family anytime, anywhere?

Although she was stupid, she didn't dare to be so stupid.

"You should have something to tell me. It's too cold here to chat." Song Yuan put his hands in the down jacket pockets with a relaxed expression, and even smiled. "Take my car and let your driver drive Let's go first. I'll take you back to your hotel. "

Rong Hong stared at her without letting go of the expression on her face. It was strange that he only saw peace on her face, no complaints and no sadness, and some were only true peace.

"it is good."

Two people went to the first floor of the inpatient department to take the elevator to the parking lot on the first floor. There were many people in the elevator. Rong Hui subconsciously reached out to protect Song Yuan and did not want her to be hit.

Seeing him like this, Song Yuan whispered politely, "Thank you."

Rong Yan heard the words but hesitated.

Things didn't seem to go as he expected. At least he didn't guess her reactions at this time.

He thought she would be very sad, that she would blame him for hating him, but now it seems that her current peace is not fake, she is not the kind of person who is good at disguising acting, and has been with her for several years, It can be seen that she really calmed down, more calm and less naive and cheerful than before her memory was restored.

From the first floor to the negative first floor, the two stepped out of the elevator one after the other, and Rong Hong followed behind Song Yuan. He had been watching her back.

She quickly found her car, opened the door and sat in. He also sat in the front passenger seat.

"You have been here for so long. It seems that I haven't invited you to eat anything except that time." Song Yuan smiled. "This time I'm making Dong, please eat delicious food. I remember that you also like to eat seafood. Otherwise, let ’s go eat seafood and go back to Rongting now? "

Rong Hong looked at her silently, and finally nodded.

"Cuckoo must be happy. I'll call him first."

Song Yuan took his cell phone out of his bag and dialed Rong Ting's phone. The other one was quickly picked up. It belonged to Rong Ting's strenuous little **** and said, "What's the matter, mother?"

"Don't you say you want to eat prawns a few days ago? I've met your father now, let's go back to meet you and eat seafood together, okay?"

Her light tone made Rong Hong feel a little lost, he had the illusion that they are the most common and warmest family of three in the world.

Rong Ting cheered, "Okay! I was trying to say that the food at home was not enough!"

Although he was very happy to eat the food made by his father, he even wanted to eat seafood ~

"In that line, you can simply clean it up. Remember to bring your thermos. You will come downstairs in about twenty minutes."

"Well!" Rong Ting was very happy, and left the conversation with his father Huang this afternoon.

After hanging up the phone, Song Yuan was lowering his head to fasten his seat belt, and heard the man sitting next to him with a low voice, "I'm sorry."

This exclamation made Song Yuan hold back.

She knew that her husband was an emperor, and even now when she remembers it, she doesn't remember whether he heard these three words from his mouth.

Now Lengding heard him say sorry, she thought she had heard it wrong.

"Why are you sorry?" Song Yuan looked at him puzzled.

Rong Hong didn't speak.

"Are you saying that you are pretending to have amnesia?" Song Yuan suddenly realized, then waved his hand, pursed his lips, and showed a shallow pear vortex. "It doesn't matter, I'm not angry, but I think you better talk to Rong Ting apologized. He was very concerned about this. At first, he thought you were injured and caused amnesia. He was worried for a long time. He knew that you were actually injured after pretending to have amnesia. "

Song Yuan can tell whether he is telling the truth or telling the truth.

She had bright eyes and a relaxed tone at the moment, apparently not minding.

But why?

She didn't look like this before.

There was a kind of weakness in his heart that seemed to be trying to hide his weakness and frustration. He asked a little eagerly: "Why aren't you angry? Why aren't you angry?"

After speaking, he also realized that he was inexplicably excited, relieved, and whispered, "Sorry, I'm just a little curious, I didn't blame you."

After all, Song Yuan has been a husband and wife with him for a long time. No one knows more about her than what she thinks and how he feels.

She was silent for a moment, and instead of immediately starting the car, she turned her head to look at him. When her eyes touched his white hair, she seemed to be stinging, her eyes were down, and she whispered: "Finally answer your question We wo n’t talk after I drive, okay? I ’m afraid of distraction, I ’m not smart, you know, there ’s no way to do both things, I do n’t want to talk when I ’m driving. ”

"Yep."

"When I was reading, I had read a book by Mr. Lu Xun. I was very impressed with an article in it. He said that the temperament of Chinese people likes to be compromised. For example, you want to open a window. People certainly don't agree, but if you say you want to remove the roof, they will come to reconcile, and will be willing to open the window. "Song Yuan smiled a little embarrassed," I am such a person, I do n’t know such The metaphor is right here, I am probably like this. If nothing happened, then I will be very angry now. After all the past, after you concealed your identity, and decided to marry me to the generals, it may be me The tolerance is high, so now you pretend that you have amnesia, and I really don't get angry. "

This is her true idea.

She is really ...

No wonder her parents are always worried that she will be cheated.

After hearing this answer, Rong Hong felt a knife stuck in his heart. She was obviously not angry, and she was also willing to talk to him. This was the result he had always dreamed of. Why was he even more uncomfortable when she did so?

She told Rong Ting that she was used to it.

Now she said that after those things, she would not be angry.

He would rather she blame him and scold him for hating him like he did, than want her to be like that now.

Song Yuan said a lot more easily after she said these things. She looked at the dial on the car and watched the modern parking lot she was looking at. She was relieved in her heart, held the steering wheel tightly, and ran her head over him. With a smile, "Okay, let's talk about something afterwards. Now I guess there is still a little traffic jam on the road, I have to drive with my heart."

Rong Zheng nodded silently.

Recalling all these years, recalling her original appearance, and then thinking about what she said just now, his jaw was tight and his heart was very stuffy.

Putting your hands on your knees, you clucked unconsciously.

The car slowly drove out of the parking lot. There were a lot of cars coming in from the hospital, and going out of the hospital was much smoother. When Song Yuan drove, he was really wholehearted. Rong Hong looked over at her side. In the last part of the harem, he watched her become more and more silent and depressed. He was helpless. He thought that one day she would accept Meng Qing's death. Now think about it, her depression is to Is it for Meng Qingyun herself? Unknown, this was a topic he didn't want to talk about or touch.

He looked out of the car window, all of which he was unfamiliar with, and he wanted to experience her state of mind.

While waiting for the traffic light, he whispered, "Do you believe it?"

Song Yuan was still paying attention to the road ahead. He heard his soft voice and thought he had heard it wrong.

"I also had the idea of ​​wishing that I was just Ziheng at that time."

Do you believe? I also occasionally wish I was just your Ziheng, just an ordinary person.