Rong Qingqing glanced at him, wondering if he was actually there but deliberately stood by and did nothing.
Thinking of this, she smiled slightly and said with feigned regret, "If Your Highness had been there to help, our Marquis would not have been injured."
Xie Jingrun was taken aback, then felt a sense of pleasure.
At least this woman still has a conscience and knows to protect him.
Feng Mo also understood that she was defending Xie Jingrun, and his eyes narrowed, filled with displeasure.
"Rong Qingqing, do you really think you're Xie Jingrun's mother? How old are you?"
Rong Qingqing said dismissively, "So what if it is? It doesn't seem to have much to do with His Highness the Third Prince, does it?"
Feng Mojun's face darkened, his expression turning gloomy. He stared at her intently for a moment, then uttered, "You've fallen into depravity!" before turning and leaving.
Rong Qingqing spat in the direction he left, "He really thinks he's something special, daring to lecture me! Bah!"
Xie Jingrun's lips twitched. This woman was really rude!
But hearing her scold Feng Mo, he felt a strange sense of satisfaction.
Seeing that she was about to turn around, he immediately closed his eyes again, then his eyelashes fluttered, and he opened his eyes, pretending to have just woken up. He frowned and looked at Rong Qingqing, "What's wrong with me? Why are you in my room?" After saying that, he rubbed his temples with his fingers.
When Rong Qingqing saw him wake up, she was stunned for a moment, and looked him over with a scrutinizing gaze.
How did he suddenly wake up? Was he just faking it?
Xie Jingrun looked at her blankly.
Rong Qingqing lowered her eyes; perhaps she was overthinking it.
Xie Jingrun shouldn't be so naive as to pretend to be dizzy, and besides, he has no reason to pretend to be dizzy.
Moreover, if he was faking it, how could he have remained calm and let her pinch and squeeze him like that?
Thinking of this, she felt relieved; it seemed she had been overthinking things.
"Does the Marquis not remember? You just fainted," Rong Qingqing explained.
"I fainted?" Xie Jingrun frowned, seemingly unable to accept this explanation.
Rong Qingqing's eyes flickered. Indeed, given Xie Jingrun's arrogance, fainting after being scratched by a tiger must have felt extremely humiliated.
"Your Excellency is only made of flesh and blood, not iron. It is normal for you to faint from internal injuries. You need not take it to heart." She rarely spoke so kindly to comfort him.
Xie Jingrun was quite pleased to hear her soft, soothing voice, but he didn't show it on his face. Instead, he said with some disdain, "Who let you into my room? Where's Changlin? You didn't do anything to me while I was unconscious, did you?" After saying that, he stared at her scrutinizingly, paused, and raised his hand to touch his face. "Why does my face feel a little sore?"
When Rong Qingqing heard what he said earlier, she almost vomited blood.
She made it sound like she really wanted to go into his room.
If Changlin hadn't asked her to look after him, she wouldn't have stayed here.
However, before she could get angry, she heard what he said next and immediately felt guilty.
She blinked, looking puzzled, and said, "Face hurts? No way, did the Marquis fall to the ground and get scraped while fighting the tiger?"
Xie Jingrun sneered inwardly.
That brat! If he hadn't actually been unconscious, he would have been fooled by her innocent appearance.
“When I fell, I wasn’t face down, so how could I have scraped my face?” Xie Jingrun frowned and pressed his fingers against his face. “Besides, this stinging pain doesn’t feel like a scrape, it feels more like someone scratched me…” At this point, he looked at Rong Qingqing with hostility. “Get me a mirror.”
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