My Son is a Transmigrated Prince

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     Song Yuan was really confused.

It was hard for her not to interpret his behavior as a proposal. If it wasn't a proposal, why would he give her the diamond ring and say such words? But if it was a proposal, why did she feel that something was wrong? It was not his style to propose at this juncture.

He should have known that she would not agree to his proposal now. Then why did he still do this? In her memory, he was a person who did not like to be rejected. Just like when he had just transmigrated, he deliberately pretended to have amnesia to get close to her because he understood her. Once she knew his true identity and knew that he had memories, she would not get close to him again.

After Song Yuan thought this through, she frowned and asked very seriously, "What's wrong with you? Did something happen?"

Yung Heng's heart relaxed, and he suddenly smiled.

At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the way he was when they first met, so relaxed and calm.

"You see, you still know me very well." Yung Heng placed the ring on the table. He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at everything in the neighborhood. He turned his head. Under the sunlight, his hair did not seem white, but silver. It made him look gentle.

"Yuanyuan, I have to go back." Yung Heng said as he looked at her gently. "Actually, it was an accident that I came here. I missed you so much at that time. I searched through the ancient books and even found the State Preceptor. The State Preceptor said that I was a person of destiny in the Daye Dynasty, and I could not leave for too long. It was recorded that someone had tried this method and had a fortuitous encounter. But after he returned to his original position, he only lived less than 40 years old. This was an act that harmed one's life, so it was banned."

"The State Preceptor once advised me not to be too stubborn. You come and go because of fate. I can't force it. But I didn't believe it. At first, I just wanted to ask you one thing. Do you really want to leave me? But after coming here, I became very greedy. I want you to come back to my side. "

Song Yuan looked at him in a daze.

"Do you believe that I am not such a person? In the five years that you disappeared, other than missing you very much, I was still doing what an emperor should do. For me, being a good emperor is my responsibility. If I can't be a good husband, please forgive me. "

Hearing these words, Song Yuan's hands began to tremble. She was afraid that she would knock over the bowl, so she absent-mindedly put the bowl in her hand on the table. Her nose began to sour. "Are, are you going back?"

"Yes. Rong Heng smiled and nodded. "I want to return to my original position. I'm sorry. I should ask for your forgiveness, but I can't let go of the Great Ye Dynasty, my country, and my people. ................................................................................

. She didn't know how much courage and effort it took for him to make this decision.

This was probably the most … unlike him he had ever made in his life.

For as long as he could remember, no matter what he did or said, he would first consider his own interests. This was probably the first time, the first time he acted like a saint.

"You …" Song Yuan had just opened her mouth when she felt a lump in her throat. She wanted to say a lot, but she didn't know where to start.

She never thought that there would be such a possibility.

Wasn't transmigrating involuntarily? Just like her … she didn't transmigrate to ancient times of her own volition. Later, she was surprised that she could transmigrate back. Thinking back, she was also depressed all day. Every time she thought of her parents in the modern world, her heart would ache. When she thought of her elder brother who died in battle, she was so depressed that she almost couldn't breathe. Could it be that the power of the mind could transmigrate through time?