Xie Jingrun looked at her with some surprise upon hearing this.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Rong Qingqing asked.

Xie Jingrun lifted her chin. "I just suddenly remembered that you were once engaged to Feng Mo."

Upon hearing this, Rong Qingqing immediately understood what he meant.

Did he think that she still had feelings for Feng Mo?

“I have nothing to do with him anymore,” Rong Qingqing said, frowning and somewhat resentfully.

Why is this person still holding a grudge about this?

Xie Jingrun gave her a scrutinizing look, then pulled her into his arms. "I understand. But isn't house arrest too lenient?"

Upon hearing this, Rong Qingqing looked up from his embrace and asked, "Then what do you want to do?"

"Cut the weeds out completely!" he said abruptly, squinting his eyes.

Rong Qingqing's heart skipped a beat. Seeing the murderous intent in his eyes, she knew he was serious.

Before this, he may not have thought of taking Feng Mo's life, but after today, he has already developed a murderous intent towards Feng Mo.

Similarly, Feng Mo witnessed his mother's tragic death at Xie Jingrun's hands, so it was impossible for him not to have some thoughts. Today's events have already planted the seeds of hatred in Feng Mo's heart, and one day, this fire will surely spread like wildfire.

This was Situ Jin's ultimate goal.

She wanted to use her own death to force Feng Mo to fight against Xie Jingrun.

Therefore, a struggle between Xie Jingrun and Feng Mo is inevitable; it will be a fight to the death.

Knowing that Feng Mo was likely to become a problem in the future, Xie Jingrun naturally couldn't let him go.

He was not a soft-hearted person; besides, to be merciful to the enemy was to be cruel to oneself.

Therefore, Rong Qingqing did not say anything after hearing his plan, because she did not think his approach was cruel.

On the contrary, the suggestion she just made was indeed too mild.

House arrest only imprisons a person; what happens afterward is hard to say.

"Well, I don't know much about politics, so you can decide for yourself," she said, then changed the subject, "It's almost noon, I'll have someone prepare lunch, is there anything you'd like to eat?" she asked softly.

"I'm fine with anything," Xie Jingrun said.

"Okay, then I'll have them prepare a few dishes," Rong Qingqing said, turning and leaving.

After the two had lunch together, they planned to take a nap. At this moment, Zhao Cheng came in and reported, "Your Majesty, the Emperor Emeritus requests your presence at Taichen Palace."

"I understand." Xie Jingrun paused, nodded in response, and turned to Rong Qingqing. "Get some rest. I'll be right back."

"Okay." Rong Qingqing nodded.

She was exhausted after he kept her up all night and she had just been running around.

As soon as Xie Jingrun left, she immediately took off her outer clothes and climbed onto the bed to sleep.

Taichen Palace.

When Xie Jingrun arrived, Emperor Zhaojing was standing under the eaves, playing with a parrot.

Upon seeing Xie Jingrun, the parrot immediately cried out, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty... Xingxiu, Xingxiu..."

Emperor Zhaojing laughed and scolded, "How dare you call Xingxiu by his name?"

"Xingxiu, Xingxiu..." The parrot ignored him and continued to chirp happily.

Emperor Zhaojing sighed and said to Xie Jingrun, "Go in and sit down."

"good."

The father and son entered the house one after the other and sat down on the low couch by the window.

Haifu quickly made tea and then left.

Seeing his son's increasingly somber face, Emperor Zhaojing couldn't quite grasp his thoughts and could only ask, "What do you intend to do with Feng Mo?"

Xie Jingrun glanced at him, put down his teacup, and asked in return, "What does Father Emperor want me to do?"

Emperor Zhaojing remained silent.