My Son is a Transmigrated Prince

106-110 [THE END]

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Reality proved that like father, like son, there was some truth to the saying.

Although Rong Ting knew that his father was treacherous and cunning and had set a trap for him early on in an attempt to escape after handing over this heavy responsibility, he did not confront his father. Instead, he tacitly agreed to his calculations and even very considerately cooperated with his performance.

This was the last lesson that his father taught him, and he had learned a lot.

That day, Yung Heng was "sick" again, almost to the point of "delirium." Rong Ting watched his father so immersed in his performance and thought, too hard, really too hard. Now, he was beginning to worry about his mother. If he was not by his mother's side, with his father's scheming and shrewdness ... would his mother really be able to withstand it?

He was silently criticizing. When he came out of the palace, he tried hard to keep his eyes open. When the wind blew, his eyes turned red and tears fell.

His face was full of grief. When he represented his father in court, it was difficult to hide his grief.

After the court session was over, the officials looked at each other and sighed deeply. They didn't know how much longer His Majesty could hold on. They were also mentally prepared for His Majesty's health. Two years ago, His Majesty had only occasionally suffered from minor illnesses, which did not hinder his health. Later on, His Majesty's body gradually weakened. Perhaps because of this period of buffer, they were not very surprised to see His Highness so sad.

The only thing to be thankful for was that the succession of the throne was not a lack of successors.

Although the Crown Prince was still very young, the talent he had shown did not lose to the current generation. They could be reassured. Who could truly become an important official did not want their name to go down in history? Most likely, it would be easier to get ahead if they followed a good Emperor. The ministers were heartless pigs. Don't look at how sad they looked at this moment. In fact, they were just sighing in their hearts. But when they thought about the fact that they had a successor, and that this successor was not bad ... their sadness was insignificant compared to their gratification.

Rong Ting did not know if it was because his acting was too good, but ever since he cooperated with his father's performance, the situation in court had quietly changed.

As the second-in-command, he enjoyed the treatment of the first-in-command in advance. Those ministers who used to treat him like a child were now much more respectful to him.

On the night before Yung Heng was about to leave, he performed a "terminal lucidity". He chatted a lot with Rong Ting. They talked about his experiences when he was young, his ideals and ambitions, and also talked about Song Yuan.

The father and son had a tacit understanding, and neither of them pointed it out. Rong Heng guessed that Rong Ting knew of his plan. As for why this child didn't expose it, he thought that it was because of the son's feelings for his father and the ambition of a future emperor.

"Father, there's something I want to ask you. Have you ever regretted it?" Rong Ting helped Yung Heng pull up the quilt, sat beside his bed and asked in a low voice, "Do you regret going to the General's Mansion that day?"

Yung Heng laughed. "If your mother asks me, I will tell her that I don't regret it."

"And the truth?"

"You will regret it."

Of course he regretted it. Ever since he met her and fell in love with her, he was no longer like a ruler. He was also not satisfied with the sobriety he retained. In the end, he did not become the kind of emperor he longed to be when he was young. However, life was like this, and he was willing to endure regret. In his next life, he hoped that he would not meet her again. In this life, he would follow his heart.