Upon hearing this, Rong Qingqing wanted to say that she didn't need to wear it properly, and that it wouldn't matter if she threw it away. However, seeing how much the man cherished it, she swallowed her words.

"Let's go, don't keep your father waiting." Xie Jingrun said, walking ahead without holding her hand this time.

Rong Qingqing followed behind him, touching the pearl hairpin in her hair, her heart filled with joy.

Although she hadn't seen what the hairpin looked like yet, she was still very happy.

Just as Xie Jingrun said, this was the first New Year's gift he had ever given himself.

Upon arriving at Xiao Zhen's study, Xie Jingrun went in first.

In the study, Xiao Zhen sat behind his desk, flipping through military books. Hearing footsteps, he looked up from the book.

Upon seeing Xie Jingrun enter, he immediately felt disgusted and threw down the book he was holding.

Just as I was about to speak, I noticed that his hand was still pressed on his right side.

His gaze paused for a moment, and he quickly noticed the sachet hanging from his waist.

He remembered that the boy wasn't wearing a sachet when they were in the front yard.

He was puzzled, but when Xie Jingrun got closer, he saw the pattern on the sachet.

The pattern on that sachet was a complete mess; given Xie Jingrun's personality, he probably wouldn't wear it.

However, not only did he wear a sachet that was inconsistent with his status, but the smugness on his face seemed to be overflowing.

Xiao Zhen glanced at him, then suddenly thought of something and felt a pang of jealousy.

So, this sachet was embroidered by Qingqing herself for him?

Thinking about this, he disliked the kid even more.

Qingqing didn't even embroider one for him, but she embroidered one for this brat first.

He pursed his lips, not wanting to speak.

"Your Highness summoned me here, is there anything you wish to instruct me to do?" Xie Jingrun naturally noticed Xiao Zhen's frustration, but he was in a good mood, so his tone was also very humble.

However, to Xiao Zhen, this brat was clearly showing off on purpose.

He snorted coldly and challenged him, "What does Your Highness mean? In front of everyone, where do you place my daughter?"

Just as Xie Jingrun was about to speak, Rong Qingqing walked in from behind.

As soon as she entered, she felt the resentful and dissatisfied look in her father's eyes.

She was taken aback, somewhat confused.

"Father, you wanted to see me?" she asked.

Xiao Zhen wiped his face, then quickly put on a gentle expression. "Please sit down."

"Oh." Rong Qingqing sat down on the chair next to her as instructed.

Just as Xie Jingrun was about to walk over, Xiao Zhen said, "Your Highness, please sit here."

Xie Jingrun glanced at the spot he pointed to, then at the spot where Rong Qingqing was sitting, a shadow passing over his brow.

Even the dignified Prince Su has such a childish moment, thinking that this will separate him from Qingqing?

But considering that the other party was his future father-in-law, he didn't say anything and went to sit down in the chair that was designated.

"Shouldn't the Crown Prince give me an explanation?" Xiao Zhen said meaningfully.

Xie Jingrun naturally understood. "I've wanted to tell you about this for a long time." He paused, glanced at Rong Qingqing, and then continued, "Once things are settled, I will marry Qingqing with the rites due to an empress."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Zhen fell silent.

Given the current political situation, Xie Jingrun's ascension to the throne is a foregone conclusion, but he does not actually want Qingqing to enter the palace.

Once you enter the palace gates, it's like entering a deep sea.

What good are the promises Xie Jingrun makes to him now? The future is full of uncertainties.