sir he is sweet

Everyone in Qi's mansion was so surprised that their husband was sent back by His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince, their jaws dropped in half.

Only Murong Sheng looked calm.

"Mr. suddenly had a seizure on the way home and passed out. Go to send Fuyi and keep quiet."

He has seen the horror of rumors before, but this time...he will not back down.

The deficit official bank account has made great progress, and a silver cave has been wiped out, and his prestige in the court has gradually increased. The follow-up matters are almost only the finishing process, and he will personally examine it.

Everything will go step by step, steadily, and he wants all the authority, fame and people's hearts.

Including his possession and admiration for Qi Zhao, it will also float in front of the world little by little.

He will let the world know that Qi Zhao is his lover.

Fu Yi was just playing chess with one person in the Qi Mansion, resting his cheeks in boredom.

Hearing the news that Qi Zhao had an attack and was carried back by Murong Sheng, he was startled, quickly pulled the woman opposite, and said nervously: "Sister Qinghe, let's go and have a look!"

The woman snorted softly, lost the game, and got up very dissatisfied, "One or two are the most troublesome."

She followed Fu Yi, who was bouncing around, to see Qi Zhao.

"Xiaoqi," she was sure that the man on the couch was asleep, she frowned and said, "You don't come to see me first when you come back, I haven't seen you for many years, you really have changed a lot."

Murong Sheng paused, gave way to Fu Yi, and motioned her to look at Qi Zhao, then turned his head and stroked his forehead, "Princess Qinghe's mansion is empty, how did I know you were married to Lu Xinghe."

The woman "cut" and sat down leisurely beside her, "It's not like you don't know how much military power I have. If I marry someone else, I'm afraid your father will eat him alive."

Since ancient times, no one has known the truth of her meritorious deeds. Piansheng Qinghe's parents died in battle, and the soldiers and horses in the southern border - all fell into her hands.

If you marry a royal nobleman, is there still a way to survive?

Murong Sheng listened to "tsk tsk" in admiration, touched his chin, and said with great interest: "Then it's not because of love?"

"love?"

Qinghe sneered, lowered his eyebrows and caressed his delicate armor, "Is this the first day you grew up in the royal family? How many times have you seen that the royal family has such a thing as love?"

All of them——until death is the imperial power.

Murong Sheng chuckled, and pouted at the door, "Tsk... Physician Lu seems to be upset when he heard this."

Qinghe was startled, and looked over in a blink of an eye, seeing Lu Xinghe standing stiffly at the door, with a pale and pale complexion, he couldn't help being startled.

"Xinghe, listen to me!"

The man turned around and walked out quickly, Qinghe had no choice but to chase after him.

He didn't forget to give Murong Sheng a hard look.

Murong Sheng spread his hands and grinned.

It was finally quiet.

Fu Yi's heart was pure and single, and she was not affected by what happened just now. She checked Qi Zhao's pulse, followed the smell of blood, took out the handkerchief, looked at it, sniffed it, and said with a troubled expression, "A Sheng."

Murong Sheng leaned over nervously, "What's going on?"

The girl tilted her head and thought for a while, "His heart and lungs are too weak. After this period of recuperation, the damage to his lungs has been controlled by me, but relying on his weak heart, the huge emotional stimulation is just for him. It’s still too much to bear.”

Murong Sheng was at a loss when he heard this.

Ah... huh?What a huge emotional stimulus, what happened to this person?