sir he is sweet

Under the shadows of the night, under the flickering light and shadow, I saw the tall man in a black robe, standing with his hands behind his back, with picturesque eyebrows, thin and tall figure, really handsome and handsome, unparalleled in the world.

It is worthy of being elected by the people as the head of the four princes of Kyoto.

Murong Sheng stared at him fixedly, and when he saw the other party, he also looked back, his eyes were clear and his facial features were shockingly familiar.

"It turns out that the Taifu is here, and the students are bothering me a lot."

Murong Sheng grinned slowly, with a bright smile on his face, glanced at the noble lady beside him who was still agitated, and couldn't help but softly said: "My maid is irritable and disturbed the beauty of the Tai Tu Hui, so I will take her place here I'm sorry, I will come to my door to accuse me another day, okay?"

He cupped his hands and bowed to each other with all manners of courtesy, with a smile on his lips, showing the manners of a gentleman.

There were more and more people around, and whispers kept passing through.

"That is the well-known cold-blooded and ruthless Grand Tutor of Qi Zhao. He was actually expressed by a woman. Do you think he can accept it?"

"That's enough! That girl is born pretty well, but I heard that — Grand Tutor Qi Zhao has never loved women since ancient times, and he likes men!"

"Oh--"

The people around were all stunned, "Then who is that little gentleman across the way? Why have you never seen him before?"

"do not know……"

"I've never seen..."

The people around kept whispering, each word fell into Murong Sheng's ears.

He was still smiling, maintaining his demeanor, waiting for the other party's answer.

Qi Zhao frowned, looking around the crowd with his beautiful eyes, and said coldly, "I never had anything to do with this woman, the matter of the sachet has nothing to do with me."

There was an uproar.

Tears welled up in the noble girl's eyes immediately, and after a while, she covered her face and ran away.

The corners of Murong Sheng's mouth twitched, his eyes followed, and he sighed involuntarily.

Not seen for ten years, Qi Zhao is still as incomprehensible as ever, and does not know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade.

Suddenly, Fuyi tugged at him.

"A Sheng..."

The little girl got into trouble, she was quite honest, she timidly tugged at the corner of his clothes, motioning him to look up.

Ok?

Murong Sheng raised his eyes and saw Qi Zhao approaching. The man was more handsome than snow, taller and more elegant than before. A pair of gloomy black pupils stared at him for a long time, and suddenly there were some ripples.

"Since it is an apology, follow me."

The black robes brushed past their eyes, and wherever they went, everyone automatically gave way.

Murong Sheng narrowed his eyes, his expression unchanged.

Tsk... I want to come to tomorrow morning, the first floor of the tea tasting in Kyoto, the storyteller must make a lot of money.

"A Sheng..."

Fuyi had a bitter face, almost crying from fright, "Did I cause you trouble!"

That man in black robe is so fierce!Those two women just now were also very fierce. Those who bared their teeth and claws at her were even more fierce than the man-eating big white tiger in the back mountain!

Although this capital is fun, if there are such "big white tigers" eating people everywhere, she shouldn't stay here!

"No."

Murong Sheng smiled slightly, patted the little girl's paw away, and said in a calm tone, "Although the man in front looks indifferent and unreasonable, he is most afraid of women crying. If he will scold you later, you can cry to him." He sees."

Fuyi was dumbfounded.

"Really? You won't lie to me, will you?"

Murong Sheng glanced at her sideways, and snorted softly, "You'll know if you try it?"

"Also," he thought for a while, and added: "Next time, rub the oil from the chicken leg on my clothes, and forget about dinner."