sir he is sweet

What surprised Lu Xinghe the most was that Murong Sheng actually understood Qi Zhao's physical condition.

The moment the bowel sounds sounded, Qi Zhao pushed his backhand into the stomach and abdomen, and within two breaths, Murong Sheng picked him up and went to the side room.

It seems that this kid... is not too heartless?

Lu Xinghe stroked his chin and thought about it, but he still stepped up to follow.

He actually didn't know how many times Murong Sheng had silently recited about Qi Zhao's affairs in his heart, how many times he had painted this person's eyebrows and eyes.

She really cared about this man.

Qi Zhao was so painful that he was unconscious, the heels of his palms kept pressing on his lower abdomen, he vaguely felt that someone was taking care of him, the hem of his clothes was lifted, and his thighs felt cold.

He...he was picked up by someone?

Before Qi Zhao could think about who had such courage, a burst of acute and severe abdominal pain interrupted his thoughts. The intestines were convulsed and writhed, with a strong sense of diarrhea. Warm palms covered it, and massaged in circular motions very carefully.

"It doesn't matter, it will be comfortable when it comes out."

The gentle coaxing quickly dissipated Qi Zhao's mind, he relaxed, and sank into the arms of the person behind him, letting him play with him.

It seems... not annoying.

He is in poor health, often makes himself a fool of himself, and is permeated with ridiculous arrogance in his bones, so he hates being approached by others the most in his life.

No one dared to touch him except he was so sick that he lost consciousness.

Especially... touching him so intimately.

Murong Sheng put his arms around the man's body, stroked his stomach continuously, until the bowel sounds gradually weakened, and the sound of water dripping stopped, he was relieved, cleaned up the man, and carried him out.

During the whole process, Lu Xinghe watched them all the time and never intervened.

Although he is a prince, maybe it's because he has been kept outside, Murong Sheng is not coquettish, and he has no airs, except for... the glance he gave him just now.

After pondering for a while, Lu Xinghe probably understood what the child meant.

Hmm...it looks like a farce ten years ago, this little prince...hasn't forgotten it, but he really has a long memory.

He took care of people very smoothly, Qi Zhao was also full of patience, and he could see from the details that he really kept Qi Zhao in his heart.

In fact, it looks quite pleasing to the eye.

Lu Xinghe secretly sighed.

His impression of Murong Sheng was only limited to when he got into trouble recklessly and almost lost his life, Qi Zhao rushed away overnight and saved his life with half of his internal strength.

This is really worrying.

Qi Zhao was suffering from injuries all over his body, and he was supported by his strong internal energy. In the early years, he was better. In recent years, when he lost his internal energy, his body deteriorated instantly, and his injuries became more frequent.

That's why Lu Xinghe disliked Murong Sheng so much before, but after this night passed, he watched the young prince, who was born noble and noble, guard Qi Zhao for a whole night without changing his face, because of Qi Zhao's struggle, his wound broke free , kept oozing blood, soaked half of the clothes, still felt a little touched.

Even so, Murong Sheng still hugged Qi Zhao tightly, put Qi Zhao in a half supine position, and leaned against him, just to make Qi Zhao sleep more comfortably.

Lu Xinghe pointed to his arm to his shoulder, indicating that the wound was open.

Murong Sheng shook his head, expressing that nothing happened, and gave Lu Xinghe a look, telling him to keep quiet and not to disturb Qi Zhao.

Lu Xinghe raised his forehead: "..."

Well, this one or two, he is the most redundant.