The next day.

Rong Qingqing inevitably got up late.

Thinking of going to give tea to the Supreme Emperor and the Queen Mother, Rong Qingqing's scalp was numb, but she had to wash up quickly.

After she was dressed properly, Xie Jingrun happened to come in from outside.

He did not attend court today because of his wedding, and he would take her to offer tea to the Supreme Emperor and the Queen Mother of the Supreme Emperor, so he was wearing a red robe.

The cold appearance, against the backdrop of the fire-like color, actually felt a bit warm and jade-like.

Seeing him come in, Rong Qingqing still felt a little uncomfortable, and she inevitably thought of the beauty of last night in her mind.

When she arrived, her legs still hurt.

Seeing his gaze, she lowered her head slightly, revealing a piece of her fair neck.

Xie Jingrun's eyes paused on her fair neck.

The red marks on it indicate the chaos last night.

Thinking of what happened last night, his handsome face was filled with suspicious blush, he stepped forward and held her hand, and walked out, "Go directly to Shouning Palace, where is the father."

"Okay." Rong Qingqing responded in a low voice, followed his steps and walked out.

I don’t know if it was her illusion, but she found that Xie Jingrun became a little gentle.

He could actually take care of her situation and slowed down.

Just as she was thinking about it, the man's breath suddenly brushed across her ears, "Does it still hurt?"

Rong Qingqing raised her eyes, and when she met the man's concerned eyes, her little discomfort suddenly disappeared, and she nodded honestly, "It's still a little bit."

As soon as she finished speaking, she was beaten and picked up by the man.

Rong Qingqing was startled, hurriedly climbed on his shoulder, and whispered: "What are you doing, let me down quickly."

"Let's go when I'm here." Xie Jingrun's voice was gentler than before, but his tone was unstoppable.

Rong Qingqing frowned in confusion and reminded: "It's not good to be seen by others."

"Who dares to gossip?" Xie Jingrun didn't care.

Rong Qingqing choked.

When I reached a fork in the road, I met Feng Mo and Rong Yiyi who came into the palace.

The two were about to go to Shouning Palace to pay tribute to the Empress Dowager.

Seeing Xie Jingrun walking over with Rong Qingqing in his arms, Feng Mo came to his senses, his eyes dimmed, he bowed slightly, and saluted to the emperor and empress, "I have seen the emperor, the queen!"

"I have seen the emperor, queen!" Rong Yiyi suppressed the jealousy in her heart and hurriedly followed her to salute.

"No gift." Xie Jingrun was in a good mood. He didn't like these two people so much.

Rong Qingqing felt a little embarrassed, pulled Xie Jingrun's sleeve, and whispered: "Let me down."

Xie Jingrun glanced at her and saw that she was a little embarrassed and embarrassed. Instead of putting her down, she tightened her arms instead.

Rong Qingqing: "..."

She was worried that there was an outsider and she couldn't struggle, but when she was held in front of others, she felt embarrassed and uncomfortable when she was so intimately held by Xie Jingrun.

Feng Mo and Rong Yiyi stood up straight and looked at the two people walking over, their hearts were a little complicated.

The former is in a state of discomfort, while the latter is mostly jealous.

As long as you are not blind, you can see that the emperor favors the queen quite much.

It took a short distance to Shouning Palace, but I couldn't bear to leave her.

Thinking of it, Rong Yiyi felt both hatred and jealous.

What kind of luck did Rong Qingqing have?

Now not only do you surpass her, but you are also loved and respected by a man so much.

"I didn't expect that my sister is quite capable." She seemed to be muttering to herself, but it was just enough for Feng Mo to hear it.
Chapter completed!