My Son is a Transmigrated Prince

Chapter 65

Song Yuan could surmise that her life in the ancient times had not been a pleasant one.

On the one hand, she vaguely felt that the dreams she’d been having during the period of time were closely related to, maybe even be true depictions of, her experience in the ancient times. From these few dreams, she could see that she’d had happy times, but more so depressing times. Even in her dreams, she could sense the powerlessness and helplessness.

On the other hand, she remembered her condition when she had just transmigrated back from the ancient times. There was no light in her eyes, and her entire being was shrouded in shadow. To say that she was as heavy as stagnant water would not be an exaggeration.

She wouldn’t have been happy being empress in the ancient times, would she? Given her ostrich mentality, she should have chosen to not recall the unhappy things and instead stayed calm, even have a Buddhist mentality of letting nature take its course. That was, until she saw clearly in her dreams her brother’s face. That was when she suddenly realized that some things couldn’t be forgotten.

As she brushed her teeth, she thought, should she make an appointment with a psychologist?

But if she really did meet with a psychologist, what could she say? Would the doctor treat her as someone with a mental disorder?

How she could recall the people she had forgotten? That was the issue.

Rong Ting felt that Empress Mother was acting strangely this morning. She was in a daze during breakfast. If not for his reminder, she would have picked up the wrong cup.

“Empress Mother, what is wrong?” Rong Ting looked at her worriedly. “Is it an illness?”

Song Yuan, returning to her senses, shook her head and pointed to her brain. “I was thinking about whether I should go see a doctor. I heard the hospital also has treatments for amnesia.”

“Empress Mother…” Rong Ting hesitated for a moment, feeling conflicted. There were many things that he wasn’t clear on, and if Emperor Father or Empress Mother recovered their memory, they could assist him. But he also hoped that Empress Mother could be happy every day.

“Then I’ve decided.” Song Yuan’s expression was relaxed. “I’ll ask around in the next few days, see which hospital is better. There are some things that are better remembered.”

Now that Gugu had been with her for so long, and His Majesty the emperor had also come, how could she still remain in the dark?

“Empress Mother need not force herself.” Rong Ting was now quite upset. Why had he not tried to understand the circumstances and blamed Empress Mother for forgetting him?

“I’m not forcing myself ah.” Song Yuan squeezed out some ketchup on his bread, her tone light. “Alright, let’s not talk about this, I’ve already decided. If there’s nothing going on today, would you like to go skiing?”

The two had been living together for a long time, and Song Yuan knew how to divert his attention. So when Rong Ting heard “skiing,” his eyes lit up. “Skiing? But it is not snowing now.”

After breakfast, the mother and son went out. Song Yuan had already booked the tickets online. By the time they arrived at the ski resort several tens of kilometers away from the city, it was almost noon. There were restaurants in the ski resort, but none of them sold fast food. Tourists bought instant noodles the most, and Rong Ting was the most interested in the instant noodles. Song Yuan took Rong Ting for a stroll inside the small supermarket and, with no other choice, bought two packs of instant noodles and two cups of milk tea.

She hadn’t strategized well. When she had come here before, all the restaurants had sold instant rice, but she hadn’t taken into account the present situation. Right now, there were only a few days before New Years, and all the restaurant staff had taken a holiday to go back for New Years. To be able to have instant noodles was already pretty good.