Xie Jingrun's gaze fell on her snow-white forehead, and when he saw that there was already a red patch there, he frowned slightly. "Truth or dare?"

“How could it be fake? Of course it’s true.” Rong Qingqing immediately said, “My gratitude to the Marquis is like a surging river, endless and boundless, I…”

Xie Jingrun's forehead vein throbbed as he interrupted her, "If you say another word, I'll cut out your tongue."

Rong Qingqing quickly shut her mouth.

This big devil is really hard to deal with.

Xie Jingrun glanced at her, his gaze lingering on her clothes. A hint of disdain flashed in his deep eyes. "What kind of messy clothes are you wearing?"

Rong Qingqing looked down and didn't think it looked bad at all. On the contrary, she thought she looked quite handsome in men's clothing.

What kind of look is Xie Jingrun giving?

Moreover, doesn't he think he's meddling too much?

"I shouldn't have bothered you, Lord Marquis, have I?" She frowned slightly, feeling a little dissatisfied. What she wore was none of his business.

Seeing her defiant expression, Xie Jingrun narrowed his eyes, about to say something, when a man walked over, saying menacingly, "Who are you? How dare you kill my horse? Believe me or not..."

The sound stopped abruptly when she met Xie Jingrun's icy, cold gaze.

"Guards, take him back and interrogate him thoroughly. I'd like to know who gave him the audacity to ride his horse recklessly and injure people in the street?" Xie Jingrun coldly uttered.

Immediately, Imperial Guards stepped forward and arrested the man.

When the man saw that it was a member of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, his legs went weak with fear.

"Brothers, I'm a good person! I've always been an upright person, I've never hurt anyone, and I've never committed any crimes. Please let me go..."

"Let's talk about it in the imperial prison," one of the Imperial Guards coldly interrupted him.

When the man realized that yielding wouldn't work, he invoked his family's name, "Do you know who I am? You dare to arrest me, aren't you afraid of my father..."

“Your father is Wang Bingzheng, an official of the Censorate, who has the power to impeach officials. However, I was just about to invite him to the Imperial Prison for tea. Since we’ve run into each other today, let’s do it today.” Xie Jingrun interrupted him calmly and ordered the Embroidered Uniform Guard beside him, “Go and invite Vice Censor-in-Chief Wang.”

"Yes." The Imperial Guard accepted the order and left.

Seeing this, the man completely gave in.

Everyone knows that the Embroidered Uniform Guard is directly under the Emperor's command. They run rampant in the capital, and if they don't like someone, they can arrest them and take them to the Imperial Prison for interrogation. Even the Empress is wary of them.

Watching the people being dragged away by the Imperial Guards, Rong Qingqing secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Xie Jingrun was indeed arrogant, daring to offend even the censors. Wasn't he afraid of being impeached?

Of course, given Xie Jingrun's arrogant and disdainful behavior, he certainly dared to do it.

She muttered to herself, only then noticing the mad horse lying on the ground not far away.

Just now, this crazy horse suddenly charged over and almost hit her.

If Xie Jingrun hadn't suddenly appeared and saved her, she couldn't imagine what would have happened to her.

She hesitated for a moment, about to formally thank Xie Jingrun, when he suddenly said, "I'm hungry."

"Huh?" Rong Qingqing looked at him in surprise, somewhat taken aback.

Seeing the woman's blank expression and lack of response, Xie Jingrun frowned. Wasn't this woman usually quite clever? How come she's suddenly become so oblivious? She can't even see that!

"I'll give you a chance, treat me to dinner." After a long pause, he said in a nonchalant tone.