Realizing his intention, she became furious, her voice even changing slightly, "Careful you don't bump your head again!"
Xie Jingrun paused, his handsome face darkening. "Are you ever going to stop?" Is she still bothered by the fact that he bumped his head?
Rong Qingqing, panting, pushed him away, saying, "You should leave now."
She pushed him out the door and slammed it shut.
Looking at the tightly closed door, Xie Jingrun: "..."
...
After washing up and changing into a clean dress, Rong Qingqing felt much better. However, she was menstruating, and her lower back was very sore, making her feel somewhat lethargic.
When she came out, Xie Jingrun was no longer in the bedroom. She had just sat down on the soft couch when Xiao Tao came in with a bowl.
"Your Majesty, have some brown sugar ginger tea, it will make you feel better."
Rong Qingqing took the bowl, held it, and slowly began to drink.
The piping hot brown sugar water, once drunk, instantly warmed me, and the soreness and bloating seemed to subside considerably.
Xiao Tao chimed in, "The Emperor seems cold, but I didn't expect him to be so considerate."
Rong Qingqing paused in her drinking of the sweet soup. "Why do you say that?"
Xiao Tao said with a smile, "This brown sugar ginger tea was prepared by the Emperor himself."
Rong Qingqing was somewhat surprised, "He knows these things too?"
Xiao Tao said, "He shouldn't have known before. After he came out, he asked me what a woman should pay attention to when she has her period, as well as about her diet. So I told him about the brown sugar ginger tea."
Upon hearing this, Rong Qingqing remained silent for a moment.
Just thinking about how uncomfortable someone like him must feel when asking Xiaotao these things.
Thinking of that scene, she couldn't help but smile.
It seems that he has been very good to her ever since he confessed his feelings to her.
Entering the palace meant losing freedom, but if things continued like this without any other troubles, it seemed not so bad.
Nighttime, Xu Wang Mansion.
The entire Prince's mansion appeared desolate and deserted, especially at night. The emptiness added a sense of unease.
Rong Yiyi was afraid to sleep when she thought of the scene of Situ Jin's tragic death that day, but she also dared not go near Feng Mo.
Since that day, Feng Mo has become gloomy and unapproachable.
Her original plan to take advantage of this trip back to the capital to cultivate her relationship with him, and then find an opportunity to offer herself to him and get closer to him, had to be shelved.
She peeked into the front yard, hesitated for a long time, and ultimately did not go forward.
Oh well, there's plenty of time in the future, a moment won't make a difference.
At that moment, an uninvited guest arrived in the front yard.
Feng Mo was standing by the window, thinking of his mother's voice and smile, feeling sad and nostalgic.
Because Situ Jin had already been crippled before her death, and because she had intended to assassinate Xie Jingrun, Feng Mo could only swallow his hatred and not make a big fuss. He simply found a quiet place to bury her.
On the day of the burial, Feng Xin cried her heart out, and Feng Mo was equally distressed. At the same time, a sense of hatred began to grow in his heart.
"...Your Highness, we must return to Xuzhou as soon as possible," an advisor suggested from behind.
Feng Mo narrowed his eyes. After this ordeal, he and Xie Jingrun were now sworn enemies. One day, he would kill him with his own hands to avenge his mother.
He slammed his fist on the window frame, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes.
The aides were about to persuade him further when a guard came in to report, "Your Majesty, the Emperor Emeritus has arrived."
The aide was startled and, without waiting for Feng Mo to say anything, quickly retreated to the private room.
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