Could it be that he was about to die from Xie Jingrun's knife before he could even become a Marquis of Weiyuan?

He wanted to cry without tears, and he felt extremely unwilling.

However, once the affair between the prince and his stepmother is spread, it will not only cause an uproar in the world, but will definitely lead to impeachment from the censor.

So, is his life here today?

He was worried and suddenly saw Xie Jingrun's hand holding the handle of the knife.

He was so scared that his face turned pale, and he squatted down and said with a very fast speech: "Even if we are not related by blood, we have lived together for so many years. If we don't look at monks and Buddhas, for the sake of our father, you can't kill me."

Xie Jingrun sneered coldly, "Coward!"

Xie Jingxuan: “…”

Seeing that he did not draw his sword for a long time, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and stood up again, "Since your highness has no other instructions, I will take the blame first."

As he said that, he was about to leave as he raised his foot.

Xie Jingrun: "I have said that you were leaving?"

Seeing that he had no intention of silence, Xie Jingxuan turned his eyes and leaned closer, "I wonder what instructions did His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

Xie Jingrun glanced at him, without saying a word, and his slender fingers rubbed the lines on the scabbard, as if thinking about something.

Seeing this, Xie Jingxuan immediately started to think about his thoughts.

After a moment, his eyes lit up and he asked carefully: "Brother, are you serious?"

This call of brother made Xie Jingrun get goosebumps.

He raised his eyes and glanced at him, "What do you mean?"

Xie Jingxuan leaned closer and lowered his voice, "Are you serious about the old lady, Rong Qingqing?" Although he was very risky to ask this, he felt very excited for some reason.

I didn't expect that a cold-blooded person like Xie Jingrun would one day be upset about a woman.

And this woman almost became their father's house filling.

Who is not good for Xie Jingrun likes? He insists on like Rong Qingqing?

Sure enough, people like Xie Jingrun even have unique preferences for women.

But after saying that, he regretted it a little.

Will Xie Jingrun chop him up in anger?

But unexpectedly, Xie Jingrun just glanced at him lightly, frowned and asked, "Do you have a good idea?"

When Xie Jingxuan heard this, he widened his eyes, surprised and surprised.

He didn't expect that Xie Jingrun would seek scriptures from him.

After being surprised, he couldn't help feeling a little proud again.

He has been living in a place of love for a long time, so he naturally understands the hearts of women better than those like Xie Jingrun who have never had women.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help feeling superior.

Finally, there is one thing he has, which is better than Xie Jingrun.

Xie Jingrun hasn't had a woman before, but he is different. He has already had many women.

Thinking of it, the corners of his mouth curled up obscurely. Before Xie Jingrun looked over, he quickly coughed lightly and said seriously: "Brother, I actually think of Rong Qingqing..."

"Who allows you to call her name?" Xie Jingrun glanced at him coldly.

Xie Jingxuan: “…”

Tsk, who isn't you, he looks like his belongings.

Of course, he only dared to complain in his heart, but said on his face: "It's Miss Rong. I just saw her, but it doesn't seem like I don't have any feelings for you."

When Xie Jingrun heard this, his slender fingers clenched quietly, and the corners of his mouth were not easily noticed, but his face looked calm and gentle, "Continue."
Chapter completed!