sir he is sweet

Bisheng called Qi Zhao couldn't even get angry.

He sat down, smoothed the folds of his sleeves, raised his hand to take the tea, smiled slightly, and pointedly said, "Your Highness's tea is not something ordinary people can drink."

Murong Sheng blinked, and answered squarely: "A teacher for one day, a father for the rest of his life, no one else can drink, but Master can too."

The man lowered his head and took a half sip.

"The new tea brought by His Highness?"

Not what he usually drinks.

Murong Sheng nodded and smiled cheerfully: "The tea used to be very cold before, although it's hot now, Mr. is not in good health yet, so don't be greedy for cold."

The man hesitated, then lowered his head to look at the hairpin in his hand.

This child seems to be much more eloquent than before.

"I don't like this taste."

Qi Zhao didn't move his eyebrows, put down the tea, got up to see off the guests, "Your Highness, come back!"

Murong Sheng was stunned.

This...how can you change your face faster than flipping through a book?

He scratched his head, thinking that what the ancients said is true, a man's heart is really hard to guess.

"gentlemen!"

Murong Sheng got the sweetness, how could he give up, he hurried after him, and shouted as he walked: "I never made hairpin crowns for my teachers and sisters, I just used them to practice my hands, and I made it for my master alone."

The man paused.

He glanced at the guy sideways, his face was calm, but there was a smile in his eyes, "Your Highness, why are you saying this for no reason?"

With a flash of Murong Sheng's skill, the man entered the study.

It's really... cloudy and cloudy.

This person didn't seem to be like this many years ago, Murong Sheng couldn't figure it out, but he followed suit.

His people were outside to clean up the follow-up of the case, and Wen Han also got something. Everyone was very busy, but he somehow took advantage of the loophole and took a break.

What about Ji Feiguang is beyond his control, so he doesn't have to think about it, but Ji Feiguang's belongings are not something that can be obtained casually——

Thinking of this, Murong Sheng couldn't help but look at Qi Zhao.

The man was sitting in front of the desk, slowly turning the pages of the book, his face was calm, and he looked extremely calm and stable.

For some reason, at this moment, Murong Sheng had an extreme illusion.

it's him.

"gentlemen."

As soon as Qi Zhao raised his eyes, he met the eyes of the person in front of him, and was almost taken aback, "What is your Highness doing?"

Perhaps it was due to the completion of a major event, Murong Sheng was obviously a little more youthful, looked over with his chin in his hand, tilted his head and smiled, "Did the master help you get the jade pendant that Ji Feiguang is wearing?"

The man paused, and pressed his porcelain white fingers against the file with a little force.

"I don't understand what His Majesty is saying."

Murong Sheng frowned, feeling a little distressed, "But Fu Yi told me that the actress from the teahouse where you often go to listen to books has disappeared."

The man still didn't speak, but the veins on his forehead couldn't stop jumping a few times.

As if seeing his displeasure, Murong Sheng changed the subject with a smile, "Have you ever been to Mount Li, sir?"

"No."

"Lishan is a very good place! When I have time later, I will take my husband to see it."

Murong Sheng smiled flamboyantly, his eyes full of longing, "Where is the hometown of Mr.? When I write down the records, I see that Mr. has lived in Kyoto for so many years, don't you want to go outside and take a look?"

Qi Zhao was silent.

In the long silence, he finally opened his mouth: "My hometown is in the southwest."

As for going outside...to take a look?

It's a pity that when he was very young, he had already seen the most dazzling scenery in this world.