My Son is a Transmigrated Prince

11-15

Chapter 11 - He said in a low voice, he would never let her down.

Song Yuan instantly formed an image of the emperor in her mind: a weak chicken-like figure with prominent dark circles under his eyes.

As a matter of fact, it wasn't a big deal for men to have fertility issues.

It was just that Song Yuan couldn't accept that her partner had such a problem. Such were her double standards~

"Your Emperor Father, en..." Song Yuan did not have a poisonous tongue, so naturally she would not reveal her opinion of His Majesty the emperor in front of the child. "Is his hair alright?"

When Rong Ting heard her, he was silent for a long while before candidly asking: "Empress Mother wishes to know of Emperor Father's white hair?"

Song Yuan was stunned, and her thoughts escaped from her lips: "White hair? You just said he's in his prime!"

Oh my god ah! Did she really sleep with an old man and even have a child? No, she refused to accept such a script!

Rong Ting was startled by Song Yuan's reaction. He answered with creased brows, "Gu said before that gu would not lie to Empress Mother. Emperor Father is indeed in the prime of his life!"

"Then why does he have white hair!"

This clearly left Rong Ting unable to respond. The palace maids, eunuchs, and even the Grand Tutor would not talk about Emperor Father in front of him. He did not know much about Emperor Father; compared to Emperor Father, he was more concerned about everything related to Empress Mother. "For as long as gu can recall, Emperor Father has had white hair. But Empress Mother, gu has never lied to you. Emperor Father is indeed in the prime of his life; he is likely only a few years older than Empress Mother."

The more she knew about His Majesty the emperor, the more Song Yuan felt that this was a dangerous topic.

Continuing to talk, continuing to try to understand, Song Yuan feared that she truly wouldn't be able to overcome this hurdle.

"Alright, alright, let's not talk about him." Song Yuan was the first to drop the topic. She told Rong Ting, "Today is the weekend. There are many people here, and I'm afraid you won't be used to it. Let's just walk around this neighborhood. There's a bookstore in the area. I noticed that you like to read books; I'll buy you a few, is that good?"

Rong Ting was still a child, after all, and his attention was very quickly diverted. He indeed enjoyed reading books. Even if he wasn't familiar with the characters here, under Mother Empress's guidance, he could probably figure out the general pattern. Give him a bit of time, and he would be able to understand it.

"Empress Mother, are there the Four Treasures of the Study at home?" Rong Ting was an obedient child. Although this was Empress Mother's residence, and despite his curiosity, he only gave a cursory glance. He didn't dare to explore in depth, let alone go through Empress Mother's things without her permission.

"Gu should not neglect gu's studies. Gu has not practiced calligraphy for several days; it would not be good if gu is out of practice upon returning to the palace."

Song Yuan was somewhat surprised. She pulled him over to sit on the sofa, found a notebook and pen from the drawer of the coffee table, and wrote two characters on the paper. "Can you use this pen?"

Okay ba, she also felt her question was nonsense. How could people from ancient times use pens?

"Alright ba, let's go out now. We'll buy a few books, as well as the Four Treasures."