sir he is sweet

Later, it was the source of the grudge between Murong Sheng and Qi Zhao.

The boy's heart is so straightforward, how can he hide his love for the first time?

One afternoon, holding the famous painting he had finally found, he planned to please Qi Zhao and express his heart to Qi Zhao.

However, when he encountered the situation, it was Qi Zhao who threw the things he had worked so hard to find on the ground, and his words were cold and harsh, and every word was hurtful.

"Putting away your useless tricks, you spend a whole day ignorant of learning and skills, walking around with dogs and fighting cocks, and even set your mind on me. You really are presumptuous!"

The man was dressed in brocade robes and jade belts, with majestic eyes, a thin and stern figure, and his pupils with undisguised disgust, coldly fell on Murong Sheng.

"It's just a bad boy with no power and power, but he dares to think like this. Your father treats me well, so what are you?"

Murong Sheng stared blankly at Qi Zhao, as if he knew that person for the first day.

"Sir, I..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted mercilessly, "Get out! From today onwards, I don't want to see you again."

Those famous calligraphy and paintings that he spent a lot of effort to find were trampled on the soles of his feet mercilessly, stained with dust, and wrinkled into a ball.

Murong Sheng burst into tears.

In fact, there is also a painting made by him... the painting is Qi Zhao.

And among the messy gadgets, there are also wood carvings that he has carved for many nights. It was after he had studied with his master outside the palace for a long time before he could barely carve Qi Zhao's face.

What's more, he personally ran to get close to the grandson of the second room of Duke Yan's family, and coaxed Duke Yan's new jade material in exchange for a jade crown for Qi Zhao.

The nostalgia that arose when I was young was the purest, wishing to give that person all the best things in the world, offering my heart to him, but being trampled on.

Murong Sheng got very drunk and became silent from then on.

But this silence did not last long.

An imperial decree came down from Emperor Qian, sending him to leave the capital and go to Mount Li to learn skills from a teacher.

Mount Li is five hundred miles away from the capital, and the rules are very strict. Elder Li Shan's disciples are all over the world, and they are engaged in politics and business.

Under the seat, there are only four disciples.

Murong Sheng is the fifth.

He thought that he was able to go in because he was entrusting the majesty of the Tian family. This person must have said something in front of Emperor Qian for his disdain for him, which caused Emperor Qian to release him.

Since ancient times, the release of a prince means complete loss of favor.

Of course, he, Murong Sheng...had ended up in such a situation, all thanks to Qi Zhao.

He made an oath at the foot of Mount Li, that one day, he would... step up to a high position and trample Qi Zhao under his feet.

I have to let Qi Zhao see who did it and who couldn't do it in this world.

When pulling Fuyi away, Murong Sheng didn't even turn his head.

So naturally he didn't see the man covering his lips, coughing so much that he bent down, the bright red blood slipped down his fingers, it was extremely shocking to watch.

"Asheng, Asheng!"

The girl was dragged step by step and turned her head, and couldn't help exclaiming: "Are we just leaving that big white tiger behind? He won't live long, will he just die like this! Master said, saving a life wins life!" Seventh-level pagoda, shall we go back... um—”

Murong Sheng tilted his head, his mind was disturbed by the past events, he casually knocked on the little girl's forehead, and hummed softly.

"I think you need to go back and study with Elder Yao for another two years before you can become a teacher again."

It caused the girl to panic again and again, "Then...then I won't say it, I won't say it!"