sir he is sweet

The little girl was interrupted by the sharp voice, she was startled, she blinked her eyes, and timidly dared not speak again.

Qi Zhao slightly hooked the corners of his lips, his pupils were pitch black, "Your Highness, don't scare her, she's just a child."

This girl is still young, she looks only fifteen or sixteen years old, she is delicate and exquisite, her eyes are full of innocence.

How could he care about a child.

Murong Sheng took a deep breath, suppressed his sharp face, and said calmly: "My master's lesson is, it's just that this is the palace, so you should be careful in your words and deeds, so as not to cause trouble."

The man coughed a few times, and laughed when he heard the words, "It's true, Your Highness the Seventh Prince, it's better to bring such a child into the palace as little as possible!"

Murong Sheng didn't respond, but turned his head to look at Fu Yi.

This person is reminding him to avoid disasters, like this girl, if she enters the palace frequently, disasters will happen sooner or later.

The rain still didn't stop outside, Murong Lin came in to visit Qi Zhao, the little child's eyes were full of emotions that didn't match his age.

"Sir, are you all right?"

He saluted well and solemnly, like a strict little scholar.

"Your Highness Lao is concerned," the man leaned on the soft pillow and smiled slowly, "I'm fine."

"That's good," Xiaohuawa breathed a sigh of relief, "It was raining just now, and the concubine's mother fell ill again. The student was worried that the husband would be disturbed, so he just came over to have a look. Since nothing happened, the student left first."

Qi Zhao nodded slightly.

From the beginning to the end, Murong Sheng had been observing that young boy, and felt that he was indeed taught by Qi Zhao to be calm and polite, but he always felt that it was too rigid.

"Sir, let's rest for a while before leaving the palace! I'm also retiring."

Murong Sheng squinted his eyes, raised his feet and chased after the boy.

Fuyi also stood up, tilted his head, glanced at the "big white tiger", took a step behind, and whispered something to him.

"Don't be discouraged, my medical skills are very good, I can help you!"

She looked at Murong Sheng who had disappeared, quickly took out a porcelain bottle from her sleeve, and stuffed it to Qi Zhao without any explanation, "Twice a day, remember to eat—"

The little girl bent her lips and smiled, bounced and ran away.

That big white tiger is speaking for itself!It seemed... not as scary as it seemed at first.

Qi Zhao frowned halfway, looking at the porcelain vase in his hand, his heart was filled with inexplicable emotions.

It could be seen that the girl had a very unusual relationship with Murong Sheng, so she dared to secretly administer medicine without fear of being reprimanded.

Those words that he wanted to say, still didn't come out, the man couldn't help but sighed, pressed his heart back slowly, and coughed lightly.

ten years—

That child was finally growing up according to the appearance he wanted, both civil and military, courageous and resourceful.

Returning to Beijing this time is also the result of Qi Zhao's thinking.

Although Emperor Qian looked tough, his body had already been hollowed out. Not surprisingly, he could not last for two years.

Murong Sheng needs to return to the capital ahead of schedule to gather his power, establish his reputation and be convinced by all the officials.

Born in the royal family, many things are involuntary. If you don't fight, you will be trampled under your feet and step into the mud.

What's more, that child is kind-hearted, intelligent and bright, and is most suitable to be a prosperous emperor.

The man closed his eyes and let out a very light, very light sigh.

He will pave all the roads for him, but it's a pity that in the end...he probably won't be able to see it anymore.