Rong Qingqing was a little uneasy. "Um, Uncle, if there's nothing else, I'll be going now."
The man looked at her without saying anything.
Rong Qingqing shifted her foot slightly, and seeing that he didn't stop her, she turned and ran away.
The man's face darkened as he watched the girl run away.
At this moment, his personal guards came over, looked at the spot where Rong Qingqing had run off to, and said in surprise, "Your Highness, is that Miss Lan?"
After a long pause, the man slowly uttered a sentence, "No."
The guard hesitated for a moment and said, "But the appearance is too similar. However, this girl looks very young. Now, more than ten years have passed, and Miss Lan is in her thirties. It really can't be Miss Lan."
Upon hearing this, the man's gaze turned somber, and after a long pause, he finally said, "Let's go."
"Yes," the guard replied respectfully.
The man remounted his horse, and as he pulled on the reins, his eyes couldn't help but drift towards the direction Rong Qingqing had left in.
In the end, he did not linger and led his subordinates toward the palace.
Rong Qingqing was afraid that the person would chase after her, so she ran with her head down.
When she arrived at the gate of the Marquis of Weiyuan's residence, she turned around and looked behind her. Seeing that the man was not chasing after her, she breathed a sigh of relief.
But that person was so strange, it was as if he knew her.
She walked backwards, lost in thought.
Just then, her back bumped into a hard chest.
She paused for a moment, and just as she was about to turn around, the man's familiar voice rang out above her.
"Why are you walking so recklessly?"
Rong Qingqing turned around abruptly and saw Xie Jingrun.
Seeing him gave her a sense of peace.
She breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at his luggage, and asked, "Going out so late?"
"Yes, to the palace." Xie Jingrun said calmly, then, remembering how hurriedly she had run over, he asked, "What's wrong? Did something happen?"
"No." Rong Qingqing shook her head, took two steps forward, then paused, thinking of the man she had just met. She turned back and asked, "By the way, Xie Jingrun, have you ever heard of the name Lan Yin?"
Xie Jingrun was about to mount his horse when he heard this. He turned around abruptly and looked at her strangely. "You don't know?"
Rong Qingqing was puzzled and asked in return, "Should I know?"
Xie Jingrun frowned, his expression becoming even stranger. "You don't even know your own birth mother's name?"
Rong Qingqing was taken aback.
What? The original owner's birth mother was named Lan Yin?
She really didn't know.
That man from earlier...
She suddenly ran down the steps and stood in front of Xie Jingrun. "Xie Jingrun, I just met a man. He was so strange. He called me Lan Yin and even grabbed my hand... Do I look a lot like my mother?"
Upon hearing this, Xie Jingrun's handsome face changed slightly. He quickly grasped her hand, his voice dangerous, "Where did he grab you?"
Before Rong Qingqing could react, the man's slender fingers had already touched the skin of her right wrist.
She looked down and saw a red mark around her wrist.
In his excitement, the man did grip her wrist very tightly, but she didn't expect that her wrist would turn red.
However, now that I think about it, that person's hands were indeed quite rough, as if they had a lot of calluses.
While he was still in a daze, he heard Xie Jingrun say again: "Go back obediently, I will find that person and avenge you."
Rong Qingqing was taken aback. "No, I didn't say I wanted you to stand up for me. That person might have mistaken me for my mother. Don't be impulsive."
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