Thinking of this, she snorted inwardly and said in a soft voice, "The Marquis is dashing and handsome, with looks comparable to Pan An, so naturally he attracts the secret affections of many women. The Seventh Princess is one of them."
Upon hearing this, Xie Jingrun curled his lips. Although he felt that the woman's words were mostly sarcastic, for some reason, he felt a faint sense of pleasure when he heard the words of praise coming from her rosy lips.
"You really think so?" He looked down at her, his unfathomable eyes seeming to surge with undercurrents.
"What do you think?" Rong Qingqing composed herself, not letting herself be deceived by his eyes.
"You've already forgotten what you just said?" Xie Jingrun frowned, staring at her with displeasure.
Rong Qingqing suddenly realized, and coughed lightly, "Of course I haven't forgotten, that's what I naturally thought too." But what's the use of being handsome? He's all rotten inside!
Upon hearing this, Xie Jingrun's expression softened. Looking at her delicate and pretty face, he wanted to ask something, but ultimately didn't.
"You've said so much, what does it have to do with the Seventh Princess injuring you?" After a moment, he asked, frowning.
Rong Qingqing nearly coughed up blood. She thought she had explained herself very clearly. Was it that he had a problem with his comprehension, or was he faking it?
"Naturally, it's because we've been spending more time together lately, and the Seventh Princess has misunderstood me, treating me like a rival in love," she blurted out.
"A love rival?" Xie Jingrun frowned. "What do you mean? Explain yourself more clearly."
Rong Qingqing rubbed her forehead. Now that things had come to this point, she had nothing to be embarrassed about. She coughed lightly and said, "The Seventh Princess thinks there's something between us, so she wants to deal with me."
Xie Jingrun was slightly taken aback.
A moment later, he straightened up, said nothing, and turned to leave.
Rong Qingqing rolled her eyes.
Xie Jingrun's questions are all in vain. He can't possibly teach Feng Xin a lesson or avenge her, can he?
No matter how reckless he usually is, Feng Xin is, after all, a princess and the daughter of the empress. He would never do such a thing, and she doesn't believe he would either.
She's nobody to him.
She quickly put the matter out of her mind.
However, not long after she returned to Qinfang Garden, Changlin brought in a royal physician in a hurry.
"Madam."
Rong Qingqing looked at the doctor behind him with some surprise, "Is there something wrong?"
Changlin suppressed the complex emotions in his heart and replied, "This is Physician Lin, whom the Marquis asked me to invite to treat your injuries. Physician Lin, this is our old lady, please also treat her."
Upon hearing this, Rong Qingqing was somewhat taken aback.
What's the current situation?
This doctor is actually a royal physician in the palace?
Why did Xie Jingrun suddenly become so nice to her?
She was somewhat incredulous, and at the same time, she was uneasy. Could Xie Jingrun have set a trap for her?
"Please sit down, Madam, while I examine you," said Physician Lin with utmost respect.
Rong Qingqing was still in a daze until Xiao Tao helped her sit down, at which point she came to her senses.
"Actually, I'm not sick, and this head injury is nothing serious. There's no need to go to all this trouble..."
Changlin glanced at her and interrupted her directly, "Imperial Physician Lin, our Marquis said that the old lady's forehead must not have a scar. Please take extra care."
Rong Qingqing: "..."
Dr. Lin kept his eyes down, seemingly lost in thought, but a cold sweat was running down his spine. He felt as if he had inadvertently discovered something extraordinary.
Xie Jingrun wouldn't kill him to silence him, would he?
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