Thinking of this, she snorted coldly in her heart and said in a soft voice: "The Marquis is elegant and elegant, and looks better than Pan An, which naturally makes many women secretly happy. The Seventh Princess is one of them."

When Xie Jingrun heard this, he curled his lips. Although he felt that the woman said this was mostly sarcastic, for some reason, when he listened to the praises that were said from her bright red mouth, he felt a faint sense of joy.

"Do you really think so?" He looked at her with his unfathomable eyes, as if there was an undercurrent surging.

"What do you think?" Rong Qingqing restrained her mind and prevented herself from being confused by his eyes.

"I forgot what I said before?" Xie Jingrun frowned and stared at her unhappily.

Rong Qingqing suddenly realized and coughed lightly, "Of course I didn't forget, so I thought so too." But what's the use of being handsome? It's black when it's cut!

Upon hearing this, Xie Jingrun's face looked a little better. Looking at her delicate and beautiful little face, she wanted to ask something, but in the end she didn't ask.

"What does it have to do with Princess Seven hitting you?" He asked after a moment, frowned.

Rong Qingqing vomited blood, and she thought she said it clearly, or was he having a problem with his understanding ability, or was he pretending?

"Of course, it's because we've been getting closer recently. Princess Seven has a misunderstanding about me and regards me as her rival in love." She blurted out.

"Love rival?" Xie Jingrun frowned, "What do you mean, please make it clearer."

Rong Qingqing touched her forehead, and when she said this, she had nothing to be embarrassed to say. She coughed lightly and said, "The Seventh Princess thought there was something between us, so she wanted to deal with me."

Xie Jingrun was slightly stunned.

After a moment, he stood up straight, said nothing, and turned around and left.

Rong Qingqing rolled her eyes.

Xie Jingrun, this guy, asked so much, isn't it useless to ask. He can't teach Feng Xin a lesson for her and vent his anger?

He is rampant on weekdays, but Feng Xin is a princess and the queen's daughter after all, so he won't do that. She doesn't believe that he will do that.

She is not his person.

This matter was quickly thrown by her.

However, not long after she returned to Qinfangyuan, Changlin took an imperial physician and hurriedly walked in.

"Old lady."

Rong Qingqing looked at the doctor behind him in surprise, "Is there anything wrong?"

Changlin suppressed the complexity in his heart and replied: "This is Doctor Lin, and the Marquis asked his subordinates to invite you to see the wounded. Doctor Lin, this is our old lady, please help her diagnose and treat her."

Upon hearing this, Rong Qingqing couldn't react a little.

What's the situation now?

This doctor turned out to be an imperial physician in the palace?

Why did Xie Jingrun suddenly treat her so well?

She was a little incredible, and at the same time, she was worried. Xie Jingrun might have dug up any pits waiting for her, right?

"The old lady sit down first and wait for me to check you." The Doctor Lin said respectfully.

Rong Qingqing was still in vain. She didn't come to her senses until Xiaotao came to help her sit down.

"Actually, I'm not sick. The injury on my head is not in trouble. There is no need to be such trouble..."

Changlin glanced at her and interrupted her directly, "Doctor Lin, our marquis said that there should be no scars on the old lady's forehead, please be more worried."

Rong Qingqing: "..."

Dr. Lin looked at his nose and his nose, but he was sweating coldly in his heart. He always felt that he had discovered something extraordinary by accident.

Xie Jingrun won’t kill him to silence him, right?
Chapter completed!