My Son is a Transmigrated Prince

Rong Ting used to think that his father and emperor had no hobbies, oh no, he still has a hobby, that is, cheating his mother-in-law.

After returning to ancient times from modern times, Rong Ting found that his father was suddenly floating!

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon.

He remembered what his mother-in-law said that when people fall in love, they can't help but want to dress themselves up. He thought that although men and women are not on the same channel, but everyone is a human being, they should be similar in big matters. The current father-in-law ... Do you want to fall in love?

Rong Ting knows that he is very selfish. He doesn't know if his mother-in-law is looking for a boyfriend on the modern side. He can't see it anyway.

Father Huang wants to fall in love, to be with other people, unless he is dead, unless he is blind and deaf, don't even think about it.

The eleven-year-old Rong Ting is very busy every day. He is no longer content to listen to the instructions of the Taifu. He remembers a sentence that his mother said once and practiced true knowledge, just as if he did n’t wear modern clothes, how would he know the price of vegetables How do you know the price of rice, what kind of situation this folk is, he has to know, people need to know if he can afford to eat, no one wants to blind him, while he has not succeeded, he has a big Take the time to practice.

Of course, occasionally when the father and the son are very happy, Rong Ting also occasionally utters a sentence to stab him, "I hide my identity and walk in the folks, I want to know the people's sentiments, not to fall in love with a vest."

Rong Hong: "..."

This will probably become his dark history.

"You rarely say these strange words in front of others." Rong Hong still had a headache.

Why? Rong Ting, because she is a tide, is very angry a few times, and she even said that the minister was a fellow.

"Father Emperor, don't you listen to your mother-in-law? You don't care about those ministers, but the three-day two-handed sacrifice let you choose my prince! I am only eleven years old this year. I am still in elementary school in modern times, and they will Want me to fall in love? "Rong Ting grew more and more angry," I don't think about such things now, I'm only in elementary school, primary school students will be invited to parents for early love! "

These ministers are too desperate, right?

He wanted to introduce him to his girlfriend at the age of eleven. If it was modern, it would be scolded so that he didn't even know his mother.

Rong Hong was also helpless. "I refused. But you can't stop others from such things. They say what they say, I just don't listen."

"The mother-in-law said that those things can be considered after 18 years of age." Rong Ting didn't really take Song Yuan's words as a sacred purpose. He really didn't have the heart to think about these things. It will be considered that all people who fall in love before the age of 18 are all early lovers. "

"Got it."

The ministers were very satisfied with Rong Ting, especially Tai Fu. Before, he only praised him for his talent and intelligence, but now it is not the same. I can't wait to teach Rong Ting his knowledge.

Rong Ting did not disappoint them either, much better than Yung Wing that year.

To Rong Yu's relief, maybe his son will really become a bright emperor. A better emperor than him.

He also had an account of this country and the people.

"Is there anything else?" Rong Hong asked him.

Rong Ting remembered what was happening, and could not help but sank. From his standpoint, he didn't want the emperor to be emotionally involved with him anymore. Although these years, the emperor has indeed been lonely, but that is also the case. The ending of the father's own choice. If the father falls in love with other people, or is with other people, he will not accept it anyway. Especially when he thought that the mother-in-law might be a person in modern times, he felt very unfair.

"Father Emperor, I heard that you will now run around the palace every morning when you get up every morning." Rong Ting knew that Father Emperor was not the mother, even if they had a modern adventure, their relationship was close, but Father Emperor He is still not a person who he can treat freely. In all fairness, as a son of man, he really has no appraisal position and cannot express any opinion on the matter of the Father's Queen's Palace. Let the father and the emperor stand guard as a jade for the "dead" mother-in-law. If such a thing spreads, I am afraid that his staunch supporter, Tai Fu, would also call him a filial son.

Rong Hong glanced at him, "Morning is good for health."

"But you have never run before."

Rong Ting is relatively euphemistic. His Majesty the former emperor would rest every day after finishing the government affairs and reviewing the memorials. But now it is different. It may be early in the morning when the sky is not bright, even when the temperature is very low? This is too wrong!

"At this moment, then at another time." Rong Hong glanced at him, "You just came back for me because of this?"

That's not true.

Rong Ting shook his head. "I'm too worried about my father. I heard that now my father always summons the elder doctor, for fear of his father's body hug. Father, you are the pillar of the Dalai dynasty."

Having said that, Rong Hong's expression changed a little.

He cleared his throat. "I'm fine."

Rong Ting doesn't want to talk about him anymore, it's okay, but he has asked about it, and the father emperor now calls the doctor, and they all ask for some maintenance techniques.

As the emperor of a country, does the father and emperor need to stay in the face, how many people dare to look directly at the emperor's face? What's more, as an emperor, what else do you need to stay and maintain? He thought about it, Father Huang now really looks like someone in love.

The mother-in-law said that those who want to fall in love always pay special attention to the image. Shy men may become clean, at least they will look much cleaner, and women will buy new clothes and make up ...

"Father Emperor, you said that we are father and son. There should be no secrets between father and son. I just want to ask you if you ..." Rong Ting paused, pursed his lips, and became his mother-in-law. Feeling sad, "Are you a favorite object?"

Rong Ting did not wait to answer, Rong Ting calmly said, "For so many years, I know that you are lonely. In your life, there is nothing other than national affairs. Now you are still in your prime. If you With the person you want, your son and daughter are naturally blessed. "

When the father and son are chatting in private, they are called "you", "you" and "me".

As the so-called **** is still hot, Rong Hong heard that Rong Ting claimed to be "son" and knew his son was digging for him.

Don't look at his son saying so well, he can guarantee that as long as he says he likes others, the boy will turn his face in minutes. No, he won't turn his face in the face, but it's hard to say in private.

Rong Huan still has the original taste of the original formula. He is still insidious and cunning, and Xinji Chengfu is far from being as frank as a person like Rong Ting.

Rong Yun sighed, "We have been back for several years. Do you remember the looks of your mother?"

"Of course I remember." Never forget.

"I'm old." Rong Hong looked lonely. "I'm afraid that one day I will become dim, and I won't even remember what she looks like."

Rong Ting heard a soft heart.

In fact, the father is not old either. He is in his thirties in his thirties.

Except for that white hair, he had no signs of aging.

But he also knows that the father and mother will see each other later ... No, they should not see each other.

"No." Rong Ting whispered softly, "You forgot, I will tell you, and there are so many pictures in your back room, aren't all the mothers?"

Rong Hong laughed at himself, "I'm afraid I'll meet again someday. I'm getting old. Will she recognize me then?"

This one……

Rong Ting is not good at packing tickets for his mother.

"Rong Ting, I have never thought that way about someone other than your mother-in-law. You should be the clearest about it. There was no past, no now, and no future. I have been ashamed of her in my life as Her husband, however, did not accompany her well, and had promised before that she would take her around, but she did not. "

Hearing this, Rong Ting's face was cold and grim, and he said nothing.

Things between parents ... what should he say.

"To the throne, to the rivers and mountains, to the people, I fulfilled my responsibilities. Actually," Rong Hong whispered, "I think it's good to be Xie Yun."

Rong Ting saw that his father was also very uncomfortable. He sat down next to him, poured a cup of tea for his father, and comforted him softly. Have a better time. "

They said yes.

Rong Hong glanced at him calmly, "Do you really want me to be happy?"

Rong Ting nodded, "Of course. The mother is my mother, and the father is also my father."

"That's enough for you." Rong Hong smiled.

Good boy.