When Rong Qingqing heard this, she wanted to say that she didn't need to wear it properly, and it wouldn't be a big deal if she threw it away. But when she saw the man cherishing it, she swallowed it back when she said that.

"Let's go, don't let your father wait for a long time." Xie Jingrun said, walking in front of him, not holding her hand again this time.

Rong Qingqing followed him, touching the bead hairpin between his hair, and his heart was filled with joy.

Although she hadn't seen Zhuchai's appearance yet, she was also very happy.

Just as Xie Jingrun said, this is the first time he has given himself a New Year gift.

When he arrived at Xiao Zhen’s study room, Xie Jingrun walked in first.

In the study, Xiao Zhen sat behind the desk, flipping through the military parade book, hearing footsteps, and looking up from the book.

When he saw Xie Jingrun coming in, he felt a little tired and threw the book in his hand.

Just as I was about to speak, I saw his hand pressing on his right waist.

His eyes paused, and soon noticed the sachet hanging around his waist.

He remembered that when he was in the front yard just now, the kid did not wear a sachet.

He was confused. When Xie Jingrun approached, he saw the pattern on the sachet.

It is not an exaggeration to describe the pattern on the sachet as a mess. With Xie Jingrun's temperament, he should not be able to wear it.

But not only did he wear this sachet that was inconsistent with his identity, but the pride on his face seemed to be overflowing.

Xiao Zhen glanced at him, suddenly thought of something, and felt a little jealousy in his heart.

So, was this sachet embroidered by Qingqing himself?

Thinking of this, he became more and more disliked this kid.

Qingqing didn't even embroider one for him, but she first embroidered the stinky brat.

He pursed his lips and stopped talking.

"The prince came to me, but do you have any instructions?" Xie Jingrun naturally noticed Xiao Zhen's depression, but he was in a good mood, so his tone was very humble.

However, to Xiao Zhen, this brat was clearly showing off on purpose.

He snorted coldly and said to him: "What does Your Highness the Crown Prince mean? Where is the place for my daughter in front of everyone?"

Xie Jingrun was about to speak when Rong Qingqing came in from behind.

As soon as she came in, she felt the resentment and dissatisfaction eyes that her father cast.

She was stunned, a little confused.

"Dad, are you looking for me?" she asked.

Xiao Zhen wiped his face and changed into a gentle expression in a flash, "You sit down first."

"Oh." Rong Qingqing sat down on the chair beside him.

Xie Jingrun was about to walk over, but Xiao Zhen said, "Your Highness, please sit on this side."

Xie Jingrun looked at the position he pointed at, then looked at the position where Rong Qingqing was sitting, and haze flashed between her eyebrows.

The dignified King Su also had such a childish time, thinking that this would separate him from Qingqing?

But when he thought that the other party was his future father-in-law, he didn't say anything, so he walked to the chair he designated and sat down.

"Should the prince give me an explanation?" Xiao Zhenyi said with some slight connotation.

Xie Jingrun naturally understood, "I have wanted to tell you about this matter for a long time." After a pause, he glanced at Rong Qingqing, and then continued, "After the matter is settled, I will marry Qingqing with the rituals of the queen."

Xiao Zhen was silent when he heard this.

Judging from the current court situation, it is a foregone conclusion that Xie Jingrun ascended the throne, but he actually does not want Qingqing to enter the palace.

As soon as you enter the palace, the gate is as deep as the sea.

So what if Xie Jingrun made a promise in front of him now? There will be too many variables in the future.
Chapter completed!