After all, Rong Heng has been the emperor for such a long time, and he has never seen such a big storm. When he suddenly saw the doctor standing in a dark place just now, he thought that the man was Meng Qingrong, and he didn't come back to his senses for a while, and he was inevitably stunned. It wasn't until the doctor came over and gave him a polite smile that he took a closer look and realized that it wasn't Meng Qingrong. This doctor was paler than Meng Qingrong, and he didn't have Meng Qingrong's firmness and integrity between his eyebrows. It's just that they are seven or eight points alike, and they are farther away. It is also evening at this moment, so it is normal to mistake the doctor for Meng Qingrong.
As she said, he looks exactly like Xie Heng in this world, so there is nothing strange about someone who looks like her elder brother.
He quickly returned to his normal look.
"Yuanyuan, I..." Rong Heng is rarely at a loss for words in front of others.
Since he reunited with her, it was the first time he called her that, and his throat felt sore as soon as he said it.
He really missed her too much. For a while, when he saw the word "garden" on the plaque in the palace, he would feel sad and even angry.
Song Yuan looked at him like this, looked at his expression carefully, and suddenly wanted to laugh. Everything seemed to be reversed. In the past, she was always trembling and cautious in front of him. Ever since she knew his identity In the future, ever since she knew that the imperial power was supreme, she was afraid that she might say a wrong sentence, and she might bring trouble to the general's mansion. Even if there is resentment and anger in my heart, I will only vent a little bit when I can't bear it, and I will swallow the rest eighty-one or ninety-nine. Looking back now, she also feels strange to the self who forbeared at that time.
In front of her, although he tried his best to let go of his airs as an emperor, he has been a prince since he was born, followed by a prince, and then a king. Pride is carved in his bones. He is used to ignoring everyone, so he doesn't What I know is that he is also high above her.
Later he always asked her, why can't she treat him as an ordinary husband
Just ask, who dares, who has the courage to give all his sincerity to a person who can kill himself 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 for chatting." Song Yuan put his hands in the pockets of his down jacket, with a relaxed expression, and even smiled, "Take my car and let your driver drive Go first, I'll take you back to your hotel later."
Rong Heng stared at her, not letting go of the expression on her face, it was strange, he only saw peace on her face, there was no resentment or sadness, only real tranquility.
"it is good."
The two went to the first floor of the inpatient department and took the elevator to the parking lot on the first floor. There were many people in the elevator. Rong Heng subconsciously reached out to protect Song Yuan, not wanting her to be hit by someone.
Seeing him like this, Song Yuan said politely in a low voice, "Thank you."
Rong Heng was startled when he heard this.
Things didn't seem to be going as he expected. At least he didn't guess her various 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 calm is not fake, she is not the kind of person who is good at pretending and acting, and she has been with her for several years, he It can be seen that she has really calmed down. Compared with before recovering her memory, she is more calm and relieved, and less innocent and cheerful.
From the first floor to the first floor, the two walked out of the elevator one after the other. Rong Heng followed behind Song Yuan, and he kept watching her back.
She quickly found her car, opened the door and got in, and he also got into the passenger seat.
"You have been here for so long, it seems that I have never treated you to dinner except that time I treated you to boiled mutton." Song Yuan smiled, "This time I will be the host, treat you to delicious food, I remember that you also like to eat seafood, how about we go to eat seafood and go back to meet Rong Ting now?"
Rong Heng looked at her silently, and finally nodded.
"Gugu must be very happy, I'll call him first."
Song Yuan took out his mobile phone from his bag, dialed Rong Ting's number, and the other end answered it quickly, and the little voice belonging to Rong Ting who was trying to pretend to be serious sounded: "Mother, what's the matter?"
"Didn't you say you wanted to eat Jiwei shrimp a few days ago? I have met your father now, let's go back to pick you up, and then go eat seafood together, okay?"
Her brisk tone made Rong Heng a little distracted, he had the illusion that they were the most ordinary and warmest family of three in the world.
Rong Ting cheered, "Okay! I was just about to say that the food at home is not enough!"
Although he is very happy to eat the food made by the father, but he wants to eat seafood~
"Okay, just clean up briefly, remember to bring your thermos bottle, and you will go downstairs in about twenty minutes."
"En!" Rong Ting was very happy, and forgot about the conversation with his father this afternoon.
After hanging up the phone, Song Yuan was lowering his head to fasten his seat belt when he heard the man sitting next to him say in a low voice, "I'm sorry."
The sorry sound made Song Yuan also stunned.
She knew that her husband was the emperor, and even when she recalled it now, she couldn't remember whether she had heard these three words from his mouth.
Now that she heard him say sorry so suddenly, she thought she had heard it wrong.
"Why do you say I'm sorry?" Song Yuan looked at him puzzled.
Rong Heng didn't speak.
"Are you talking about you pretending to have amnesia?" Song Yuan suddenly realized, then waved his hand, pursed his lips and smiled, showing a slight dimple, "It's okay, I'm not angry, but I think you'd better go with me Rong Ting apologizes, he is very concerned about this matter, at first he thought you were injured and lost your memory, and he was worried for a long time, after he knew that you were pretending to have amnesia, you were actually quite hurt."
Rong Heng could still tell whether Song Yuan was telling the truth or lying.
Her eyes are bright now, and her tone is relaxed, obviously she doesn't mind.
But why
She wasn't like this before.
There was a sense of powerlessness and frustration in his heart that everything was slowly slipping out of his control, as if trying to cover up something, he asked eagerly, "Why aren't you angry? Why aren't you angry?"
After the words came out, he also noticed that he was inexplicably excited, breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a low voice: "Sorry, I'm just curious, and I don't mean to accuse you."
After all, Song Yuan had been a husband and wife with him for a long time, and probably no one knew better than her what he was thinking and how he was feeling at the moment.
She was silent for a moment, and did not start the car immediately, but turned her head to look at him, and when her eyes touched his white hair, she seemed to be stung, lowered her eyes, and whispered: "Finally answer your question , Let's not talk after I drive, okay? I'm afraid of being distracted, I'm not smart, you know, I can't do two things at once, I don't want to talk while driving. "
"Yep."
"When I was studying, I read a book by Mr. Lu Xun. I was very impressed by a passage in it. He said that Chinese people like to make compromises. For example, if you want to open a window, the surrounding People definitely disagree, but if you say you want to tear down the roof, they will come to mediate, and finally they will be willing to open the window." Song Yuan smiled a little embarrassedly, "I am such a person, I don't know such a person. Is it a metaphor here, right? That’s probably how I am. If nothing happened at the beginning, I would definitely be very angry now. After everything in the past, after you concealed your identity, and you ordered to marry me at the General’s Mansion, it might be me. The tolerance level is high, so now you pretend to have amnesia, I really won't be angry."
This is what she really thinks.
She is really...
No wonder her parents are always worried that she will be cheated.
After hearing this answer, Rong Heng felt a knife in his heart. She was obviously not angry, and she was still willing to talk to him. This was the result he dreamed of. Why did he feel even more uncomfortable when she really did this.
She told Rong Ting that she was used to it.
Now she said that after what happened, she would not be angry anymore.
He would rather she blame him and scold him and hate him as before, than she would like her now.
After Song Yuan said these words, she felt a lot more relaxed. She looked at the dial on the car and saw that what she saw was the modern parking lot. With a smile, "Okay, let's talk about it later. I guess the road is still a bit congested. I have to drive wholeheartedly."
Rong Heng silently nodded.
Recalling all these years, recalling her original appearance, and thinking about what she said just now, his jaw tightened, and his heart was very stuffy.
His hands rested on his knees, unconsciously clenched.
The car slowly drove out of the parking lot. There were a lot of cars coming in from the hospital, but going out from the hospital went much smoother. Song Yuan really focused on driving. Rong Heng turned his head to look at her. She is the same as before, but also different from the past. , During the last time in the harem, he watched her become more and more silent and depressed. He had no choice but to think that one day she would accept Meng Qingrong's death. For herself or for Meng Qingrong? Unbeknownst to him, this was a topic he didn't want to talk about or touch.
He looked out of the car window, he was not familiar with this place, and he really wanted to experience her state of mind back then.
While waiting for the traffic light, he whispered, "Do you believe it?"
Song Yuan was still paying attention to the road ahead, and when he heard his soft voice, he thought he had heard it wrong.
"At that time, I also had the idea of wishing I was just Ziheng."
Do you believe? I also occasionally hope that I am just your Ziheng, just an ordinary person.