Fortunately, he kicked Xie Jingxuan back into the house in time, otherwise, she would have been seen naked. "And what are you wearing?" What's the difference between that and not wearing anything at all?

Rong Qingqing looked down at herself; she didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

It's just that the dress was altered to be a little tighter, but it's not that tight. Why does Xie Jingrun look at her as if she's not wearing anything?

Thinking of this, her face flushed slightly. "What's it to you?"

Xie Jingrun's expression suddenly darkened, and he abruptly grabbed her wrist, pulling her back into the house.

Rong Qingqing was pulled so hard she staggered, and she was furious. Just as she was about to start cursing, a dress was thrown at her head.

"Change it immediately," Xie Jingrun commanded in a deep voice.

Rong Qingqing ripped off her dress and said angrily, "Xie Jingrun, you're meddling too much! You're nobody to me!"

Xie Jingrun glanced at her, then suddenly pinned her to the table, slowly leaning down. His unfathomable eyes seemed to suppress something, and his voice was low and dangerous, "Does he have to be someone to control you?"

Rong Qingqing braced her hands on the table behind her, leaning back as far as possible to avoid his touch. Meeting the man's deep eyes, she was about to speak when she suddenly felt something cool on her lips, as if she had been touched by something.

She froze, as if struck by lightning, her eyes wide with astonishment.

Xie Jingrun had already straightened up. Seeing her reaction, a hint of unease flashed across his handsome face. He moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he said nothing and left her room.

Rong Qingqing seemed to freeze, remaining unresponsive for a long time.

She didn't come to her senses until Xiao Tao brought in breakfast.

"Miss, did the Marquis just come in?" Xiao Tao asked as she set breakfast on the table, completely unaware of her mistress's unusual behavior.

"Oh, um." Rong Qingqing nodded absentmindedly.

Xiao Tao finally noticed that something was wrong with her young mistress and asked worriedly, "Miss, are you feeling unwell?"

"No." Rong Qingqing hugged the dress Xie Jingrun had picked out from her wardrobe, turned behind the screen, and changed out of the dress.

Thinking of something, she raised her sleeve and wiped her lips, as if that would erase the traces someone had left on them.

That scoundrel Xie Jingrun actually took advantage of her! He's absolutely despicable!

Oh well, she'll just consider it a mosquito sting.

Xie Jingrun, who was being mistaken for a mosquito, suddenly sneezed.

Upon hearing this, Emperor Zhaojing asked with concern, "Why are you sneezing? Did you catch a cold last night?"

Xie Jingrun met his concerned gaze and felt a mix of emotions. "I am fine. I have troubled Your Majesty."

"It's good that you're alright." Emperor Zhaojing breathed a sigh of relief, then said with renewed vigor, "Let's go, today I'm going to show off my skills and hunt a big tiger."

The emperor's officials followed him into the dense forest.

Xie Jingrun stayed by Emperor Zhaojing's side at all times.

"You don't need to follow me all the time, go and have fun by yourself." Emperor Zhaojing noticed this and frowned. "I am old but still vigorous. A few prey are not enough to harm me."

Xie Jingrun said expressionlessly, "Protecting the Emperor is my duty."

Emperor Zhaojing was somewhat discouraged.

Just then, a tiger's roar came from afar. He was greatly encouraged, and his eyes gleamed. "There must be a tiger nearby." With that, he pulled on the reins and ran off first.

Xie Jingrun's expression changed, and he quickly chased after him.