After Song Yuan came out of the ward, he took a deep breath.
Fortunately, she is not that impulsive, otherwise, as soon as she entered the ward, she would "reason" with Rong Heng, but in the end was told that what he gave Rong Ting to drink was only sparkling water, wouldn't it be embarrassing
In the past 20 years, Song Yuan has not been without embarrassment, but she doesn't want to be too embarrassed in front of Rong Heng, because it will make her look stupid.
It's okay, it's okay, she knew she had to check it out, otherwise how would it end
Song Yuan was holding the bottle of sparkling water that Rong Ting mistook as wine, but he was thinking about the scene just now.
I have known Rong Heng for several years, what was that expression on his face just now? Stunned, cautious and nervous, especially when he was still wearing a hospital gown, for some reason, she suddenly thought of that weak, pitiful and helpless emoji, and couldn't help it, she burst out laughing.
From knowing him to now, it was the first time she saw such an expression on his face.
There was that kind of mirror on the wall. She turned her head and accidentally caught a glimpse of the bright smile on her face, and she was also stunned. She restrained her smile a little, looked down at the bottle of sparkling water, and a smile flashed in her eyes again.
Rong Ting was sitting obediently on the bench in the corridor, watching his mother come out of the ward from a distance, he stood up quickly, his eyes touched the wine in her hand, he became nervous all of a sudden, walked quickly to her In front of him, he tentatively asked: "Mother, have you quarreled with Father?"
"No noise." This was completely an oolong, and she was too careless. As long as she could calm down and think seriously, she should know that with Rong Heng's high standards for Rong Ting, he would not be able to Give him a drink!
Song Yuan unscrewed the bottle cap, and under Rong Ting's stunned expression, drank several sips of sparkling water in one go.
She likes a brand of sparkling water very much, it's sweet, like soda, but the one Rongheng drank... It's not so sweet, on the contrary, it tastes a little strange. Rong Ting has never drank sparkling water or wine, this bottle of sparkling water is indeed a bit like a sake bottle, it is not surprising that Rong Ting would misunderstand it.
"Mother..." Rong Ting's eyes widened.
Song Yuan shook the sparkling water in the bottle and smiled, "This is not wine."
"Not wine??"
"It's really not wine. It's sparkling water, which almost means sparkling mineral water. It's water, not wine. I think that's what you drank in the hot spring yesterday. You saw it in the refrigerator in your father's room This is the same, he seems to like drinking this water." Song Yuan thought for a while, and then said, "Your father is not a person who likes to drink, I rarely see him drink."
Speaking of it this way, she felt that other than wanting to be a good emperor, Rong Heng really had no desires or desires.
I don't like to eat anything, I don't like to drink, I don't like to be lazy, and I don't have any hobbies other than reading books on weekdays.
In the harem before, she didn't think about it when she was depressed. It was a mistake for her to meet him. It's also possible that he thought the same way.
Song Yuan fell into deep thought, but Rong Ting seemed to have his worldview reshaped once again. He thought he had the potential to stay drunk for a thousand cups. ? ?
What, what a disappointment.
Thinking this way in his heart, Rong Ting didn't dare to show it. He even patted his chest in a "hypocritical" manner, with a look of joy on his face, "That's great, Queen Mother, don't be angry, I didn't drink, the wine is not good Things, I won’t touch them.” He paused, feeling that he couldn’t talk too much, and who knows what will happen in the future, he added, “I will listen to my grandfather, at least I won’t touch it until I’m eighteen. will touch."
He is so witty.
Song Yuan glanced at him, and saw through his thoughts in minutes, "You'd better do what you say."
"I will do what I say."
The mother and son walked into the elevator.
In the ward, Rong Heng got out of bed and walked to the table where the small refrigerator was placed. He opened the refrigerator with a blank face, but still couldn't figure out what happened just now. It was very strange. He was sure that he read it correctly. She was indeed aggressive. He walked in, and for a second he suspected that she was going to yell at him, but in just a few seconds, she changed her face faster than turning the pages of a book... How should I put it, what she said to him in the end, including her smile, Made him feel very uncomfortable.
Was she really just thirsty
Didn't you really want to quarrel with him
***
Rong Heng's goal has been achieved, and there is no need to stay in this hospital any longer. After the fever subsided, he asked Sun Qiming to help him handle the discharge procedures.
He hasn't figured out whether the bitter trick is good or not, but no matter what, it must be done immediately, not too much.
He just had a common cold and a fever. If he stays in the hospital, it is inevitable that she will not doubt it.
Song Yuan received a call from Tie Ci Xie Ya that day. Xie Ya asked her to go to a hot spring in a neighboring city, and two friends also went together. Xie Ya's fortune is coming this year, and her hometown is going to be demolished. , Xie Ya should be able to share about one million. She jumped from abject poverty to a millionaire, Xie Ya was so happy that she didn't fall asleep for several nights, and the year-end bonus was also very impressive, so she booked a hot spring villa in a neighboring city for a night, and wanted to bring a few girlfriends Let's enjoy together~
After graduating, Song Yuan had fewer chances to meet friends. Everyone was busy with their work and life, and couldn’t get together as often as they did when they were students. She wanted to agree, but she thought of living in a At night, she couldn't make up her mind again. Her parents are busy socializing and entertaining during this time, so they don't have time to help her with the children...
After thinking about it, she thought of Rong Heng.
If he was just Rong Heng, she would definitely let him take Rong Ting for two days, after all, he was also Rong Ting's father, but he was still Xie Heng, so she didn't know whether to speak.
Song Yuan finally gritted his teeth and dialed Rong Heng's phone number.
It was such a rare opportunity that her friends all had time to get together, and she really didn't want to miss it.
Rong Heng was reading a book and a newspaper at first, the phone on the table vibrated, he picked it up casually, glanced at the screen impatiently, when he saw that it was Song Yuan calling, he thought it was him Misunderstanding, he stared at it blankly, and when he came back to his senses, he quickly picked it up, very fast, but the tone of his speech was still unhurried, "Hello."
Song Yuan just wanted to give it a try, and said, "Well, do you have time tomorrow and the day after tomorrow? Are you busy?"
If he doesn't have time, if he's busy, forget it.
Her parents used to be like this, when her mother was too busy to take her, her mother would call her father, and her father would take her with her if she had time, and send her to her grandparents' house if she had no time.
Rong Heng couldn't react when he heard this.
Is this an offer to do something for him? His heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and his whole body unconsciously straightened his back. The thing he had been looking forward to all this time happened just like this, but he was stunned.
In modern communication, such silence is equivalent to a polite refusal. Song Yuan was not surprised, and smiled and said: "You don't have time, just forget it. That's it..."
Before she finished speaking, she heard the person on the other end reply very quickly: "No, no, I have something at hand just now, you just asked me if I have time tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, right? I have time, Not busy at all."
"Do you really have time?" Song Yuan asked again.
"really have."
Hearing what he said, Song Yuan felt relieved and was not polite, "That's great. I have an appointment with friends tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. I don't think I have time to take care of Rong Ting. If you have time, take him with you. I I told him that too, and he agreed."
Rong Ting is very sensible. For him, it is best to be with the queen mother, but the queen mother has her own affairs, so he will not make trouble unreasonably. It is fine to be with the emperor~
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...
What is the mood like a roller coaster, this is it.
Rong Heng's expression calmed down, regained his former composure, and said calmly, "Okay."
Song Yuan was so happy that after hanging up the phone, she immediately announced in the group of girlfriends that she was going too.
It's been too long since she had a good time with her friends!
Although it was only a two-day and one-night trip, Song Yuan was still very happy. She brought two sets of swimsuits alone, and changed into the new skirt she bought this year. She ran around in front of Rong Ting who was still practicing calligraphy. Ask him, "Does it look good?"
This is an apricot knitted dress with a coat, which she likes very much.
Rong Ting looked up, a little helpless, "Mother, if I remember correctly, I was by your side when you bought this dress. You asked me, and I answered you."
"Why are you so impatient?" Song Yuan raised his hand and squeezed his arm, with a troubled expression on his face, "It was autumn when I bought this dress, and it's been a year now, I may have gained weight Some, the effect of wearing it at that time may be different from the effect of wearing it now.”
Rong Ting only felt that he was under pressure that he shouldn't have to bear at his age.
He had no choice but to say: "It looks good."
The clothes here look weird, but after looking at them for a long time, I get used to them.
Song Yuan also knew that Wen Rong Ting was asking for nothing, even though he was only six years old, but at such a young age, he already possessed the characteristics of a straight man of steel. He said she looked good in whatever she wore, and he was very perfunctory.
If it weren't for her and him who were panting in this room, she wouldn't have asked a child.
"Forget it." Song Yuan turned around, "I don't want to ask you anymore, you just concentrate on practicing calligraphy, I want to do my own manicure, new year and new look!"
She walked towards the bedroom, Rong Ting was still holding the brush in his hand, looking at her back, he couldn't help but smile.
Maybe it's a good thing the queen is hanging out with her friends, at least, she seems to be happy again.
Rong Ting looked at the rice paper spread on the table again, and solemnly wrote four large characters on the paper—
Laugh a lot.
May the queen mother always smile.