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Chapter 93 Xie Jingrun Selective Blindness

Seeing that he reacted so much, Rong Qingqing was shocked and reacted and corrected, "It's not actually the case. My father and I have not finished the church." She was a girl's family and became a widow for no reason. She still had to marry her in the future. No matter how bad she was, she had to raise a few couples. It was really inconvenient to be labeled as a widow.

Emperor Zhao Jing frowned, "But in the eyes of the world, you are already considered Xie Tianlin's widow." After that, he sat back with some regret.

What a pity. Such a beautiful girl was actually the widow of Xie Tianlin's dead ghost. He originally wanted to marry this girl to Xing Xiu.

Now it seems that it is a little unworkable.

Seeing that he finally stopped trying to match her with Xie Jingrun, Rong Qingqing felt relieved.

Forget it, whatever he says is better than he can make a spoiler.

"If there is nothing else, I will step down first." Rong Qingqing said.

Since he did not point out his identity, she would just pretend that she didn't know.

Emperor Zhaojing was about to speak, but Xie Jingrun walked in.

Seeing him come in, Emperor Zhaojing pointed at Rong Qingqing and said dissatisfiedly: "Why don't you tell me that she is your stepmother?"

Xie Jingrun glanced at Rong Qingqing and frowned, "She is not."

"Why isn't it?" Emperor Zhao Jing also frowned.

Rong Qingqing looked at the two of them secretly.

In fact, Xie Jingrun’s facial features are not very similar to Emperor Zhaojing. Although Emperor Zhaojing is still handsome in middle age, Xie Jingrun’s facial features are more delicate. She guessed that his appearance should be inherited from his biological mother.

However, the two of them frowned at the same time, and they still looked a little like this.

"My father passed away before she and my father finished their worship, so it doesn't count." Xie Jingrun explained patiently.

Rong Qingqing thought to herself, if the person in front of her was the emperor, Xie Jingrun might have ignored it.

"But she entered the Weiyuan Marquis' Mansion. In the eyes of the world, she is your father's widow." Emperor Zhaojing insisted on his own opinion.

Xie Jingrun glanced at him, "So what?"

"Of course..." Emperor Zhao Jing was choked, and when he was halfway through his words, he gave up and waved his hand and said, "Forget it."

"Two guys sit slowly, I'll take my leave first." Rong Qingqing didn't want to interfere with the conversation between the father and son, so she hurriedly looked at the Kong.

"You're not busy, sit down." Emperor Zhaojing pressed his hand and signaled her to sit down.

Rong Qingqing glanced at Xie Jingrun and gestured to him to say a few words to her for help so that she could get out.

But I don’t know if the guy really didn’t see it or was selectively blind, so he ignored her request for help.

Emperor Zhao Jing sighed and said, "I asked you to stay, there is no other meaning. The main reason is that this kid, Xing Xiu, is very dull. He doesn't even talk to me. He is in the same room with him, and he is really frustrated."

In his tone, he felt a little aggrieved.

Rong Qingqing quietly glanced at Xie Jingrun's face.

Emperor Zhaojing is really different from him. I believe he has noticed it himself, right?

No wonder she was caught and buried with her, in desperation, he had no further comment on what she said to him later.

When he heard what he said, he probably had guessed who his biological father was, so he did not mention that matter again.

After all, Emperor Zhao Jing’s attitude towards him was really suspicious.

Even if you favor a minister, you will never be able to do this.
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