MTL - My Son is a Transmigrated Prince-Chapter 38 038

Of course, Song Yuan also has to say his own thoughts, "Dad, I do n’t say what Mr. Xie thinks. You also said that his family background is different, and I also told him that I have children. Dad I am embarrassed by your behavior today. Mr. Xie and I are really just ordinary friends. No matter what other people think, I see him as an ordinary friend. There is no contact beyond the scope of my friends. "

Although she knew that Rong Ting would not overhear, she still lowered her voice. "Rong Ting is still young. Although he likes me very much, the children think that their parents are physical. He thinks that I and his father are still husband and wife. Before correcting my conception, it was impossible for me to fall in love with anyone. I didn't want him to misunderstand that I was a derailed mother in marriage. Now I just want to take him well. I haven't thought about other things. "

"But dad, rest assured, I know what kind of person I am, and the wealthy are not suitable for me, and my heart is not so big. After knowing what kind of identity background Mr. Xie is, I will have no idea, you are worried It will not happen. "

As a person, she must know herself. She knows that she is not very smart, and her grades are not very good. Even if she studies hard, her grades linger upstream. As for emotional intelligence, she is not able to deal with complex interpersonal skills with ease. The kind of relationship, such as her, is a stepping stone in palace fighting dramas. If you do n’t know how to die, then she ca n’t believe that she has been mixed in ancient times. Be a queen.

Hearing Song Yuan ’s assurance, Song Haiping was relieved a lot. He was very ambitious. At first, he wanted to join the line of Xie Yuan, but when he saw that Xie Yuan was up with his daughter and he still likes his daughter, he did n’t hesitate. I didn't feel happy, but I was very anxious.

"It would be best if you could think that way. Well, I thought I was going to talk to you for a long time, and now I can catch up with the plane, I won't tell you more." Song Haiping got up and left, and before leaving, he He told Song Yuan again and again, "Don't go too close to the Xie family, the water in Beijing is too deep, that is, ordinary friends may have trouble, those big names in Beijing."

"Okay, I know."

Song Yuan isn't stupid. She lives so peacefully now, and really doesn't want any trouble.

Song Haiping still knew his daughter and left contentedly.

As soon as he walked on his front feet, Rongting washed his strawberries and came out of the kitchen. He didn't see Song Haiping at home, and he was puzzled and asked, "The grandfather left again."

"Well, he's rushing to a plane for a business trip."

"Then he has no food." Rong Ting's favorite is strawberries. The transparent fruit bowls are all big and big strawberries. He looked up at Song Yuan. "After the mother, we got up and gu Gang just tasted it secretly. It ’s very sweet. It ’s better than the strawberries I used to eat. ”

"Okay."

The mother and son sat on the coffee table and ate strawberries happily.

Rong Ting didn't care about other things when he was eating strawberries, and he didn't notice that Song Yuan was absent.

"After the mother, don't be too greedy." Song Yuan was eating strawberries while thinking about things, and unknowingly ate a lot, but Rong Ting took the initiative to remind her.

Although Rong Ting is still young, his self-discipline is inferior to that of many adults.

"It's winter. Eating too much cold is bad for your stomach." Rong Ting said earnestly, "Don't be too greedy, it will be the same tomorrow."

Song Yuan laughed at him, "You're right, but we can't finish so much, or give it to our neighbors to try tomorrow"

The neighbor is a mother-to-be. She is six or seven months pregnant. She likes Rong Ting very often and often sends some food.

Only when the prospective mother asked Rong Ting whether her stomach was a younger brother or a younger sister, Rong Ting was clearly in trouble.

Many people think that children can see the **** of the baby in the belly of a pregnant woman, and the more accurate the novel is, the older they are.

Rong Ting said at the time that Gu Gu would not know the prophet.

Fortunately, he is young and looks good. No matter what the adult thinks he is cute and cute, Song Yuan corrects him so that he no longer calls himself "solitary" to others, but this guy is stubborn and he is willing Change a lot of habits, willing to talk and get along well with others, and occasionally willing to play football with the children in the community, but he insisted on this and refused to change anything.

"OK." Rong Ting was not stingy, nodded generously and agreed.

"Cuckoo, we are going to Beijing right away. It is estimated that we will go back for more than half a year. I was wondering if I should ask my neighbors and your friends to have a meal before leaving."

Rong Ting didn't think the boys who played with him were his friends.

Obviously just kicking the ball, after the kick, they went back to each house to find their mothers, what kind of friends.

He didn't think he could become friends with them, but only to see his mother was very happy with him and his peers, he just made it difficult for him to play football.

"It's all right," Rong Ting said.

Song Yuan said happily, "That's great, I'm going to order a cake."

After seeing her mother, she said happily that she would order cakes, dress up at home, and other trivial matters. Rong Ting grinned. Chu Jun would not be alone. He was used to it. Not to mention having a confidant, to stay awake and lonely, to see everything clearly, and not to be blinded by the so-called friendship to make wrong judgments.

It's just that his mother is happy, he is happy.

After eating strawberries, Song Yuan asked Rong Ting to brush his teeth. After brushing his teeth, he was ready to sleep.

The room was warm, and it was not winter at all, but at the same time it was very dry. Several humidifiers were working.

After Rong Ting fell asleep, she was free to do her own thing. When she was sitting on the bed preparing to find a variety show, her cell phone rang and she picked it up. The caller ID was Mr. Xie. He got up, "Hey, Mr. Xie."

"Miss Song, you haven't slept yet, I hope I haven't disturbed you, I'm really worried that my uncle has misunderstood me, so I called you."

Actually, her father shouldn't have misunderstood him.

Song Yuan smiled. "It's okay. My dad is very worried that I will be deceived, so he cares about my friendships. Don't mind him, he has no bad intentions."

"It turned out that way. That uncle is a very responsible father. I thought I had offended him before."

"No la."

Rong Hong stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, holding the mobile phone in his hand, with a slight smile, "That's good, then I won't disturb you, rest, Miss Song, good night."

"Well Goodnight."

Fortunately, he didn't mean to chat. Song Yuan hung up on the bed and sighed with relief.

After hearing his dad's science popularization with Xie's, she felt that being an ordinary friend with him was very stressful.

Fortunately, after returning to Beijing, they should have no intersection. Otherwise, she will always be unable to resist the love and hatred of the giants, fearing that she will be accidentally shot.

On the other hand, after Rong Hui hung up the phone, he smiled on his face, returned to the chair, and pinched the Song Haiping business card, and was lost in thought.

Song Yuan dreamed again at night.

Unlike the previous relaxed and happy backgrounds, this time she was very sad and uncomfortable in her dreams. The picture turned, it seemed to be in the palace. The young man was wearing the ancient battle uniform, and she could not see his face clearly. At a distance, the young man's tone and movement are very respectful.

She was sitting in a high position, her nose was sore, and all the maids around her quit, leaving her with him in the room.

She just walked down, dragging her skirt across the ground, she looked up at him, and asked tremblingly, "Why did my brother go to the battlefield?"

"Back to the queen mother"

Her eyes were red and interrupted him. "Does your brother have to talk to me like this? Does it have to make me uncomfortable?"

The man sighed softly, "Sorry, Yuanyuan, this is my wish since I was a child. As a descendant of the Meng family, my mission is to protect the country. Now Her Majesty can give such a heavy responsibility, it is the Meng family. Blessing. "

"You lied to me again. My mother came to see me a few days ago, and her eyes were swollen. She must have cried. She said it was fine. The Meng family would never mess with these things anymore. My father and my mother just wanted my family to be safe. of."

"Yuanyuan, my brother didn't lie to you. Now the army does not have a suitable general, the front is unstable, and the North is unstable. I just want to do my best to protect the people. Where does the country come from?"

"No, not like that. I will let him withdraw the decree. He lied to you and lied to me. He is a liar."

The man was panicked and reluctantly calmed his heart. "Yuanyuan, be careful not to lie to you. It is my wish and mission to kill the enemy to defend the country on the battlefield. It is also my mission. Do n’t say it again, and do n’t repeat it with your Majesty. Argument, Yuanyuan, he is Your Majesty "

This is not the case at all.

She's not stupid, she knows everything.

Some of the concubines in the harem were very powerful in the former dynasty. The harem in the former dynasty was all moving and moved the whole body. The general's mansion was almost out of the crowd when the emperor was there. She will be bullied in the harem.

But today, he is even more fierce than Emperor Xian, and he has no sword or eye on the battlefield. The Meng family has long wanted to avoid right and wrong, and now he has to enter these conspiracy and conspiracy.

"Madam, I'm leaving." The young man finally looked up at her. "You must take good care of yourself and protect yourself."

After the young man left, she couldn't suppress her emotions, she felt that she was the biggest sinner.

She cried so sad that she didn't want to be found out, and bit her lip so hard that she refused to make a sound.

Someone came in, wearing a dragon robe, and saw her crying sadly. He looked at her condescendingly, and asked her in a cold voice, "Who are you sad for?"

She didn't speak.

He grabbed her by the wrist and forced her, "I don't like to see you sad for others, I don't like it."

She didn't speak, tears silently.

Song Yuan woke up violently, and after waking up, he found that his pillows were mostly wet. Holding her placket, she could still feel the pain of Meng Na's heart being grasped and tightened a little.

The author has something to say before he was always speculated whether the dog man had killed the garden's ancient family

So what, Yuanyuan and him have no **** hatred. Although the dog man is a real dog, it is not the kind of scum that framed loyalty.

When I was a few years ago, for the kind of abusive relationship between men and women, even the last ones can still eat, but now I ca n’t.

There was no misunderstanding between Yuanyuan and the Emperor. There was no misunderstanding. There were any misunderstandings that had been made clear in the past few years. You can donate to others without mouth.

Neither the general nor the emperor is confined to those who love their children, because now this article is written from the perspective of the heroine, not everything she sees.

Many people say that the heroine is stupid and white. When she regains her memory, she is just joking in the garden.

Make a mine

Until the heroine regains memory, he will not like the heroine