sir he is sweet

The case was over, those who should have ransacked their homes, and those who should have been sent to prison, Murong Sheng made great contributions, and from time to time went to the palace to show his face and ask for rewards.

After doing this a few times, I am about to collect all the rare treasures.

Emperor Qian felt a little guilty about him, and even though this son who was exiled since childhood was not around to raise him, he was still exceptionally good, so he couldn't help feeling a little proud.

After all, it is also his species!

So just open the warehouse door and let him choose the treasure.

Of course, Murong Sheng hugged all the treasures he got to Qi Mansion like borrowing flowers to offer Buddha.

"Sir sir!"

Murong Sheng was dressed in a black robe, and excitedly led a few people, bringing in a large item.

Across the front yard, Qi Zhao could hear his loud voice.

When summer came, it rained more and more, Qi Zhao's old injuries recurred, and when it was severe, he could barely stay in the couch, so he never entered the palace to protect him.

The man rubbed his forehead, waved his hand gently, and signaled the people below to take a look.

In a short time, Murong Sheng entered the inner courtyard.

"Sir! I got a good thing from my father."

The man was leaning on the couch, lying half-lying, only wearing a white jacket, all the black hair was hanging down, and he hadn't had time to get up to wash up.

Fuyi couldn't hold back for a long time, and jumped out to greet her, "Oh! Ah Sheng, you... where did you get this? This is a priceless warm jade!"

Murong Sheng rubbed her head, didn't answer, instead walked into the bedroom, first bowed to Qi Zhao, and then laughed: "Mister is in poor health and has rheumatism, I happened to see this thing in the palace, so I asked for it back .”

It is a very complete bed of warm jade, the quality of the jade is transparent and clear, and when viewed in the sunlight, there are even tactful waves.

Qi Zhao lifted the brocade quilt, propped himself up on one side.

His knee was swollen badly, Murong Sheng naturally knew it, so he hurried forward to help him, "Sir, be careful, since you are not feeling well, don't get up."

This man had so many old wounds that he couldn't count them, Murong Sheng was afraid that he would fall, so he directly grabbed his back and supported his body.

Qi Zhao turned his head and looked over with heavy eyes.

"I have to take a look at the treasure His Highness gave me."

This child's eyes are pure, with natural joy, and even the body contact is not mixed with any impurities, so he really can't see anything.

Everything is right, but it happens... nothing is right.

Obviously everything is within the rules of etiquette, so that people can't find any mistakes, but it's so strange that people feel a little strange.

Qi Zhao fell silent and did not speak out.

He doesn't resent such closeness and being taken care of, on the contrary, he will be uncontrollably happy.

Murong Sheng was still chattering, "I'll help Mr. to lean on the couch for a while, and let the people below change the bed now!"

If you use a warm jade bed, it can dispel part of the cold air on his body, making him usually...not so hurt.

Qi Zhao shook his head, his calves were trembling, "Go and push the wheelchair over, Your Highness, I... can't stand anymore."

Relying on his current physical condition, standing for such a short time is really a little bit reluctant.

Murong Sheng was startled, then leaned over, and carefully hugged the man horizontally, "There is no need for a wheelchair, it will take some time to push that thing over, I just serve my husband."

He moved quickly, but he was very careful when he got up, for fear that Qi Zhao would faint, so when he put his arms around him, he deliberately used his elbow to protect his head and neck.

But Qi Zhao still frowned, his face turned pale for a moment.