Song Yuan guessed that her life in ancient times was definitely not very pleasant.
On the one hand, it was the dreams she had during this period. She vaguely felt that these dreams were closely related to her experiences in ancient times, and maybe they were things she had actually experienced. Judging from these dreams, she also had happy times, but more dull times. Even in her dream, she could still feel the feeling of powerlessness and frustration.
On the other hand, she always remembers the state when she just woke up. Thinking about it now, she should have just returned from ancient times. Her eyes were dull, and her whole body was obscure. It would not be an exaggeration to say that she was as dull as stagnant water.
It wouldn't be too fun to be a queen in ancient times, would it? According to her ostrich mentality, she should not recall unhappy things, but she is very calm, and even has a Buddhist mentality of letting nature take its course. Until she saw her brother's face clearly in the dream, she suddenly realized that there are some things that cannot be forgotten.
As she brushes her teeth in the morning, she wonders if she should make an appointment with a therapist
But what should she say when facing a psychiatrist? The doctor will treat her as a psychopath, right
How to remember those people and things she has forgotten is a problem.
Rong Ting felt that his mother's empress was not in the right mood early in the morning. She was still in a daze while eating breakfast. If he hadn't reminded her loudly, she would have taken the wrong cup.
"Mother, what's wrong with you?" Rong Ting asked her worriedly, "Are you sick?"
Song Yuan came back to his senses and shook his head, pointing to his own brain, "I was wondering if I should see a doctor, I heard that the hospital also treats amnesia."
"Mother's queen..." Rong Ting hesitated for a moment, he was also very tangled, there were many things he didn't understand, if someone from the father or the mother's queen recovered his memory, he could explain his doubts, but he also hoped that the mother's queen would be happy every day .
"That's the decision." Song Yuan said with a relaxed expression, "I'll ask someone in a few days to see which hospital is better. Some things are better to remember."
Now that Cuckoo has been by her side for so long, and His Majesty the Emperor is also here, can she still live in a daze
"The queen mother doesn't have to force herself." Rong Ting is very annoyed now, why he didn't understand the situation back then, so he blamed the mother for forgetting him.
"It's not forced." Song Yuan squeezed some ketchup on his slice of bread, and said in a brisk tone, "Okay, let's not talk about it, I have already decided, and I have nothing to do today. Do you want to go skiing?"
The two have been together for a long time, and Song Yuan knew how to divert his attention. Sure enough, Rong Ting's eyes lit up when he heard "skiing", "Skiing? But it's not snowing now."
After breakfast, the mother and son went out. Song Yuan had already booked tickets online. It was already almost noon when they arrived at the ski resort, which was tens of kilometers away from the urban area. There were also restaurants in the ski resort, but none of the restaurants sold fast food. The most popular thing for tourists was instant noodles. Intrigued by instant food such as noodles, Song Yuan took Rong Ting for a stroll around the small supermarket, but finally had no choice but to buy two buckets of instant noodles and two cups of brewed milk tea.
She didn't do a good job in the strategy. She obviously sold fast food rice in the restaurant when she came here before. She didn't consider the actual situation. It's only a few days away from the Chinese New Year, and the staff of the restaurant have already gone back to celebrate the New Year. It's not bad to have instant noodles to eat.
It was Rong Ting's first time eating instant noodles.
Song Yuan watched him bury his head in sucking on the instant noodles, his nose was sweating, and couldn't help asking, "Do you like this?"
Rong Ting likes to eat noodles, he would like instant noodles, this is also expected by Song Yuan, she loved to eat instant noodles when she was a child, seeing that Rong Ting is really cute, she took out her mobile phone and took a picture when he was not paying attention A photo was secretly posted on Moments. She is now sharing bits and pieces about Rong Ting. She blocks most people and only opens it to Chen Linjing and Song Haiping. Not long ago, she also quietly brought Rong Heng in. She thought, he should also want to see.
[Wei Niang also liked eating instant noodles when she was a child! Today is skiing, I will refresh the screen later!]
Building the Motherland: [He actually likes to eat instant noodles, he really is a small country bumpkin.]
The cloud is calm and the wind is light: [Be careful when skiing, don't get frostbite.]
The clothes and shoes of the ski resort are shared. Rong Ting has a slight obsession with cleanliness. At first, Song Yuan thought he could not accept it. Unexpectedly, his interest in skiing briefly defeated the obsession with cleanliness. He quickly changed into a thick The ski suit and ski boots, it's almost Chinese New Year, and today is another working day, there are no people in the ski resort, Song Yuan also specially invited a ski resort coach to teach Rong Ting to ski, the mother and son had a great time.
Song Yuan posted on Moments almost every ten minutes. In the end, Jianjian and Yundanfengqing neither commented nor liked it. My grandfather and grandmother couldn't accept this crazy behavior of posting their babies, maybe for the time being blocked her.
Rong Heng held his mobile phone but refreshed it from time to time. He is not very good at using WeChat and typing fast, but he reads every Moments posted by Song Yuan.
As the Chinese New Year approaches, Xie's family has people visiting every day, especially this year, everyone knows that Prince Xie narrowly escaped death, so this year everyone is apparently visiting Mr. Xie, but actually visiting Xie Heng.
Many people in wealthy families believe in superstition. A few days ago, Mr. Xie invited a master here, wanting to get rid of the bad luck for his grandson. Who would have thought that the master, after seeing Xie Heng, actually said that Mr. Xie was on Prince Xie's body? With a lot of luck, this master has two talents, and he usually doesn't go out easily. If Mr. Xie hadn't had the opportunity and was willing to spend money, he wouldn't have come to Xie's house. Mr. Xie was overjoyed, but Xie Yanjun, who didn't really believe in that kind of thing, was very happy when he heard this. Who wouldn't listen to auspicious words.
Xie Yanjun is now in good spirits on happy occasions. When playing cards with a few friends, he won several hands in a row. When he was happy, his driver walked in and said something in his ear, and his face suddenly turned ugly. Terrified, he got up abruptly and walked out of the guest room. Mrs. Xie and Rong Heng stood on the balcony of the main building and watched. Outside the iron gate was a middle-aged woman in a panic.
The middle-aged woman didn't know what she was talking to Xie Yanjun, she was crying and laughing.
Mrs. Xie couldn't see Xie Yanjun's expression clearly, but she could guess that he must be very impatient at the moment.
"Heng, go out for a walk with mom."
Mrs. Xie and Rong Heng walked out of the main building, and both of them passed by Xie Yanjun and the middle-aged woman with indifferent expressions. The mother and son had the same expressions, and neither looked there.
When the middle-aged woman saw Mrs. Xie and Rong Heng, she flinched subconsciously.
Especially when she saw Rong Heng, she didn't know where to put her eyes. A few months ago, she heard that Prince Xie's life and death were unknown, and she heard his son's assurance that he must be dead. When Mrs. Xie was, she was excited... Now that she thinks about her son's madness some time ago, she doesn't know whether the idea that "everything in the Xie family belongs to you" that she instilled in her son is right or wrong.
Xie Yanjun was very embarrassed, the only majesty he had in front of his son and wife, would he also disappear with these bad things
Seeing the mother and son walk out of the gate, their figures gradually blurred. He looked at his lover who had been with him for many years, and couldn't help being furious, and all kinds of ugly words came out all of a sudden. He never vents his negative emotions in front of his wife, just because he knows that there is a Lu family behind his wife, and his wife needs his "respect". It's ugly, he does what he wants, says what he wants, to him, a lover is not a person, but an object, a pet. After scolding, the housekeeper sent her away, but she really didn't save any face.
"I heard from your father that he introduced a friend to you, but there seems to be no further information?" Mrs. Xie said softly, "That's not what I meant, I can guess what he thinks, but don't worry, now he I don’t dare to mind your business anymore.”
Rong Heng still didn't speak at Xie's house, and invited several doctors, all of whom said that he was severely traumatized psychologically and needed to be recuperated slowly.
"I remember you said a long time ago that you will marry someone you like in the future." Mrs. Xie couldn't help smiling when she recalled the past, "It's a good thing. I thought about it carefully. The doctor said that the old man's body is not Very well, he is almost eighty this year, and it has only been a few years. Speaking of which, there is an interesting thing I haven’t told you yet. A master once told your father’s fortune, saying that he is fifty Eight years old has a catastrophe, just pass it, but this one..." She paused, "So your father dislikes these masters, and it is only a few years away from fifty-eight years old, and he is also afraid Well. Let me just think about it, you can take some things slowly, study for a few years first, and then come back to the company to get familiar with it, and when you really start a career, it’s not too late to start a family, right? "
"I'm not the kind of mother who forces and urges you to get married. Your affairs are up to you. As for me, I don't have many wishes. When I live to my age, many things are ignored. It doesn't matter what money or power is. Well, when you had an accident before, I felt uncomfortable every day, because I was afraid that you would really be gone, and thinking that I would have no descendants to worship you in the future, I couldn't sleep tonight. I always feel that no one will remember you except me. "
"Will someone remember?" Mrs. Xie said softly.
Rong Heng almost never responded to Mrs. Xie.
For all the things that happened in Xie's family, he just watched with cold eyes. This place is just a microcosm of the harem, and he is no longer surprised by it.
Mrs. Xie's affection for his son would not move him either. He himself was an outsider, a bystander, but this time, for some unknown reason, he thought of her. When she was giving birth, he was restless outside. Sometimes there are even auditory hallucinations, thinking that someone is asking him whether he is Bao Da or Bao Xiao, and he answers without thinking that Bao Da has only one eunuch by his side, and that eunuch has been with him for many years. Hearing him say that, The body also trembled.
She was the first child, and it was very difficult to give birth. It took a day and a night to hear the cry of the baby. He ignored the dissuasion of others and the so-called ancestral rules and came to her. Her voice was hoarse, and she said that she wanted to see the baby. She held the baby Xiao Rong Ting, who was blushing and wrinkled, kissed his finger, and tears fell down.
Rong Heng came back to his senses, looked at Mrs. Xie, and nodded.
Someone will remember.
This was the first time he responded to Mrs. Xie.
Mrs. Xie's expression was blank. Looking at the son in front of her, her eyes were red. She quickly turned her head to hide the tears in her eyes, and said with a choked voice, "Thank you."