sir he is sweet

Murong Sheng helped Qi Zhao to lean on the couch, and told the people inside to start changing the beds.

He protected the man's back, stroked his back carefully, and was still rambling about the affairs in the palace.

"Doctor Lu hasn't been on duty for the past two days, and I even went to the Tai Hospital to look for it!"

"Father is really fond of the female officer beside him, and he doesn't mean to give him a title, but I see that he is obedient, and I am not at all impatient."

It is extremely rare for an emperor to be able to do this.

Qi Zhao was a little bit exhausted, he tilted his head and coughed lowly, a bit thoughtful appeared on his face when he heard the words, "Long live has been quite a child in recent years, if no one takes care of him, I'm afraid it will be troublesome."

He didn't tie his hair, and the black hair fell down and covered his shoulders. His eyes were a little tired, but they were gloomy and bottomless.

Murong Sheng thought for a while, poked the back of his hand, and suggested: "It's warm outside now, how about I take Mr. to the yard to bask in the sun?"

Even though this person is so sick, he is still very good-looking, with picturesque features and elegant outline.

The man was seriously ill, and it was rare for him to lose his temper. He frowned, "I don't want to go."

Murong Sheng didn't slack off either, instead he persuaded him nicely: "Physician Lu also often said that you should spend more time in the sun, so just do it for a while, how about it?"

The tone is as if coaxing a child.

Qi Zhao raised his eyebrows.

He couldn't sit still, he leaned on Murong Sheng for support, but after a long time, a tingling and dull pain slowly rose from the bottom of his lumbar spine.

Seeing that he didn't refuse any more, Murong Sheng waved his big hand, rolled him up with a blanket, practiced lightness kung fu, and went out.

Someone has already set up a small couch in the courtyard. After all, he is a descendant of the royal family. Although Murong Sheng does not like extravagance and has been away for many years, he still has a lot of ostentation and extravagance.

After he came, the hands and feet of the Qi family were more agile than before, for fear that if he was not careful, he would be sent out by this Highness.

Qi Zhao leaned wearily, the afternoon sun shone on his body, making him feel warm.

After a long time, I couldn't help feeling drowsy.

"Hmm...cough..."

Suddenly there was a bone-piercing pain in his knees, and Qi Zhao opened his eyes suddenly, his heart beat a few beats faster.

"hiss……"

The pain was too severe and caught off guard, completely disturbing his mind, he opened his eyes, and saw Murong Sheng squatting beside his legs, talking to Fu Yi Xu Xu.

"Then today...while the weather is fine."

Murong Sheng made the final decision.

The man frowned, shrank his legs, and said with a dumb voice: "What is your Highness talking about?"

Murong Sheng raised his face and said with a smile: "Fu Yi told you before that putting the effusion on the knee can relieve the pain for a while."

This person is in so much pain that he can't stand upright, it's simply a sight to behold...a heart aches.

The man was silent, and turned to look at Fuyi.

Although the little girl jumped up and down tightly, she was a little afraid of him on weekdays. Maybe it was because of Murong Sheng's presence that she found a backer, and she nodded seriously in agreement.

Qi Zhao rubbed his forehead, feeling extremely headache.

He suddenly remembered something else.

"His Royal Highness has come to my house recently...will it be too frequent?"

Seems like that's what's wrong.

When the big things are over and only the small things are left, Murong Sheng often runs here.

I didn't do anything out of the ordinary, at most I talked with him, asked him how the situation in Kyoto was after these years, and laughed "giggle" for a while.

When he was in poor health, the child would take care of him very carefully.

There seems to be nothing wrong, but there seems to be something wrong.