sir he is sweet

Murong Sheng who drank too much was a little annoying.

In the deep cold of winter, his face was flushed red, he stretched out his arms in the heat, and scratched his neck.

By the way, he hugged Qi Zhao, wrapped his arms around Qi Zhao's neck, and plunged into his arms. When Qi Zhao threw him in the carriage, he hooked him and pulled him back again.

Qi Zhao tilted his head, coughed lightly, frowned, and raised his hand to break the guy's claws.

It has to be said that Murong Sheng and that eunuch... walked too close.

The appearance of him getting close to that eunuch is really eye-catching.

As soon as Qi Zhao thought about Murong Sheng's drunken smile at Wen Han without any grievances, his chest couldn't help but surge with blood.

Really... a headache.

Breaking away Murong Sheng's hand, Qi Zhao sat down at the side, panting lightly while clutching his chest, letting Murong Sheng toss around on his back.

The merman bone was ground into medicine and brought back, Lu Xinghe took over and continued to drag his body.

Extend the number of lives that can survive in this world.

But this child... What is he going to do with him?

Qi Zhao moved his lips, and a deep sadness suddenly poured out of his eyes.

He can survive Emperor Qian, so what?This child is still in danger when he sits in that seat. If he is not around, who can protect him from sitting securely!

It is a long, long time to sit firmly.

If Wen Han was subdued, it would be an extra layer of protection, but Qi Zhao just felt that Murong Sheng's smile at him was dazzling, as if it was not subduing him, but... the real joy to be with him.

Although Wen Han is an eunuch, his ability and means are beyond ordinary people, and it is not easy to win Emperor Qian's trust after walking in the palace for many years.

Qi Zhao stared at the half-confused Murong Sheng, his eyes almost burst into flames.

What should he do?

The man's aura was too aggressive, even the drunk Murong Sheng couldn't help trembling, stroking his side, and hugged Qi Zhao with his eyes closed.

"Huh? Brother?"

He took a nap for a while, and his drunkenness dissipated, but his mind was still not sober, he thought he was in Dongchang, and yelled by the way.

Unexpectedly, when Qi Zhao heard it, his lungs would explode with anger.

brother?Calling the senior brother and still hugging?Does he treat Wen Han like this?

Qi Zhao felt that he couldn't even think about it.

He squeezed Murong Sheng's cheeks, exerted some strength, and when he heard "Ouch, Ouch", he said expressionlessly, "Your Highness, can you see clearly who I am?"

Murong Sheng was stunned, stared for a moment, and murmured in the rickety carriage: "Sir..."

Only then did Qi Zhao let go, and Murong Sheng leaned on the side of the car all of a sudden, clutching his painful forehead, tears streaming down his face.

"What kind of wine are you drinking with Wen Han? Why don't you come to me?"

Murong Sheng pursed his lips when he heard the words, and felt aggrieved: "You said that you should keep your distance when you return to Beijing, and you can't let others know."

Many years ago, everyone in the palace knew about his admiration for Qi Chao, but now that they think about it, everyone just thinks that he is a teenager, and no one mentions it.

After all, in this world, it is not uncommon for a man to marry a man, but a man who wants to fight for power and position will definitely not marry a man.

The succession of the family is still very important to the heavenly family.

Hearing this, the corners of Qi Zhao's mouth twitched a few times, and he was silent, staring at this bastard.

"I'm sorry, okay?"

Murong Sheng's eyes widened in surprise.

This... what's the situation?Qi Zhao seemed to be a little bit wrong.

It's not like the previous Qi Zhao.

He was a little groggy.

But Qi Zhao didn't let him go, instead he pinched his jaw and approached him step by step, his delicate face bent down, so close that it almost touched the tip of Murong Sheng's nose.

"First... sir."

He blinked, rather confused.

The already mild wine is now more than half awake.

This... what happened to this man?Sick again?Or...is there a cramp somewhere, something is starting to go wrong?

"I admire Your Highness."

Qi Zhao squinted his eyes half-closed, the bottom of his eyes was filled with endless dark colors, as if the wind and rain were about to come, ups and downs, but the words he spoke were every single word, with a forceful spirit.

"Even if I can't be by His Highness's side in the end, at least now while I'm alive, please Your Highness... stay away from other men."

Murong Sheng's eyes widened in shock, his mind was in chaos, he couldn't move on his own at all, instead he subconsciously followed Qi Zhao's words and said, "Ah...but senior brother is not a man!"

Qi Zhao: "..."

Murong Sheng patted his head, seeing this man's increasingly gloomy face, he quickly smiled flatteringly: "No... I didn't mean that, sir... um..."

In an instant, the moist medicinal aura covered the lips and teeth.

Murong Sheng's subsequent words were swallowed by that person.

He just remembered at that time, Qi Zhao... what did Qi Zhao say?

"I admire Your Highness."

I admire Your Highness.

Time seemed to be stagnant in an instant, years of resentment and resentment settled down in the bottom of my heart, but they were also calmed down and disappeared without a trace.

In his eyes, the man who had always been strategizing and calm, finally lost his composure on this day, showing the panic and fear that a person should have.

Between lips and teeth, Murong Sheng couldn't help laughing.

He had really waited too long for this day.

The smell of wine mixed with the smell of medicine, one after another, Murong Sheng found some sweetness in it.

He hugged Qi Zhao, put his arms around his waist, and was gradually aroused to be a wolf.

It's a bit anti-customer-oriented.

He has been thinking about his husband for more than ten years... It really is sweet!

Sweet and fragrant, it always makes people want to stop.

In the end, both of them lost their strength and leaned against each other in the swaying carriage, embracing and panting.

As the night grew darker, Qi Zhao coughed a little bit, one after another, as if shaking people's hearts, Murong Sheng's heart ached when he heard it.

"What's the matter?"

Murong Sheng raised his head and bit his Adam's apple provocatively, "Sir, what you just said just now must be counted."

The man looked puzzled, "Huh? What did I say?"

"Since Mr. admires me, he cannot die!"

Murong Sheng stared at the swollen lips and smirked, "When the matter in the capital is settled... Maybe Fuyi will release the King Gu, and you will be fine. In this way, sir can stay in the capital and be with you for a long time... Whoops!"

The carriage bumped, and Murong Sheng slammed his head on the carriage, a spot suddenly swelled on his smooth and fair forehead.

"what's the situation?"

There was already a fight outside.

Murong Sheng immediately calmed down, and his expression turned serious, "I'll go out and have a look."

Qi Zhao grabbed him.

"After drinking so much wine, can Your Highness still do it?"

At this moment, the carriage shook again.

Murong Sheng rubbed his forehead and snorted coldly, "I was careless, but in the capital, at the foot of the emperor, he still wants to kill me? There is no way!"

Everyone has their own way of power, if there is no chance, it is not so easy to kill others.

How stupid!