sir he is sweet

Even Wen Han, who has always been mean and never forgiving, was stunned for a while, watching the young prince put the heater next to his disused leg, and looked at it for a while, tentatively adjusting his seat.

"is this OK?"

The warmth came over, and the excited calf muscles jumped a few times, and Wen Han raised his hand to hold it down.

"Can't you?" Murong Sheng blinked, and almost reached out to lift his trousers, "I'm good at medicine, brother, let me show you..."

"No need."

Wen Han frowned, pressed his hand, and said coldly, "This is very good."

Murong Sheng stared, "But it was dancing just now—"

where is it?

He waved his hands impatiently, "Don't worry about it."

In order to divert Murong Sheng's attention, he directly picked up the lotus seed soup and took a big sip.

Murong Sheng heaved a sigh of relief.

It is also good to be able to eat something, during this period of sleepless nights, he saw that this person was completely as hard as iron, and he even had very little daily food.

"Go back and rest!"

His body has indeed warmed up, and the sharpness between Wen Han's eyebrows has also softened, looking very gentle, "I'll see the rest."

Murong Sheng shook his head, rubbed his eyes, yawned a long time, and ran to sit down by the desk, "I'll be with you, so I can finish it quickly, you stayed up all night and coughed all day long Day, it is better to rest earlier."

Although he was very sleepy, he still sat back neatly, ready to start work.

Wen Han didn't insist anymore, his eyes fell on the child not far away with complicated eyes, and he sighed slightly in his heart.

It feels really good to be cared about.

Master is right. Murong Sheng is indeed a likable child. He does not have the arrogance of an ordinary royal descendant. He has a gentle and pure personality, and is very meticulous. When working with him, no matter who he is, he will be moved, right?

It's no wonder Qi Zhao protects him like a baby.

Wen Han lowered his eyes, his thin fingers slid across the file on the case, thinking of another person thoughtfully.

Half-brothers, even their facial features are somewhat similar, and they even... have similar temperaments.

However, that person is like fire, fierce and explosive, while Murong Sheng is like a ball of candlelight, soft and gentle, easily able to penetrate into people's hearts.

fire?

The cold and thin eunuch couldn't help but smile three-pointedly, with a cruel look in his eyes, and couldn't help but imagine how everything would end.

If Concubine Shu is defeated and lives a miserable and humble life, and he helps Qi Zhao to facilitate this situation, think about that person... what kind of eyes will he look at him?

However, there is no alternative.

Nothing can be changed, who made him the child of that woman?

Murong Sheng was very sleepy, and fell asleep lying on the desk after not watching for a long time.

He was thinking about Wen Han and Qi Zhao in a daze, and couldn't help admiring him.

Why are you all so good?Sure enough, being in a high position requires self-discipline and restraint, but he... is just a person with ordinary talents.

Except for the title of prince, he is really inferior to anyone, even among princes, he is the most mediocre person.

Otherwise, how could he be abandoned for no reason when he was a teenager?

Abandoned by his father, abandoned by Qi Zhao.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel sad again.

Even in the dream, Qi Zhao's shadow faded a little, as if floating beside him, no matter what, people couldn't catch him.

hope--

One day, he can also work hard and become a powerful person by his side.