sir he is sweet

Murong Sheng stood in the garden with his hands behind his back, staring at the pool of alive and kicking fish expressionlessly.

call--

He is not angry, he is not angry.

After silently reciting the heart-cleaning mantra twice, Murong Sheng barely calmed down, telling himself not to think about Qi Zhao's reaction.

His guess was really right, everything... was right, that man probably didn't think of him as a child, but as a fool.

Talking about what it was like to the cow playing the piano and the chicken playing with the duck, what happened to him and Qi Zhao just now, is really... so angry.

"Eat, eat, eat! You will be exhausted!"

Randomly sprinkled a lot of fish food, Murong Sheng looked at the scene of the big and fat golden carp scrambling for food, pouted, turned to the highest roof to bask in the sun.

At this hour, the bricks and tiles under his body were warm, and it was very comfortable to lie down, and the sun was shining on his body, making him lazy.

Murong Sheng was falling asleep, when he moved his ears, he suddenly heard a slight sound.

He rubbed his eyes, changed his hand to pillow, and turned his head away.

As far as he could see, he saw Rong Wei.

Rong?

Murong Sheng frowned, not very impressed with this woman.

It seems to be a distant relative of Qinghe?Is it Rong Yun's elder sister?

Rong Yun's life experience is a bit pitiful. He was an abandoned person. I heard that all his family members died, and his hometown is also in the southwest.

Come to think of it... it's almost here.

But Murong Sheng had never heard that Rong Yun had an elder sister.

In addition, Qinghe mentioned this woman before leaving, and his heart and eyes were full of vigilance. At that time, Murong Sheng was still thinking that she was just a woman. Why can't you go out in a storm?

But looking at it now, it seems a little weird.

Murong Sheng simply sat up and looked at the scene on the other side from a distance.

There were two people kneeling at Rong's feet, listening to what she said.

The distance was too far, so Murong Sheng couldn't hear the content, but he had excellent eyesight, and clearly saw Rong Wei take a carrier pigeon, take off the note tied to its leg, and examine it carefully.

Murong Sheng frowned, if he wasn't dazzled, the pigeon must have come from the north.

After half an hour.

The young prince tore off his obstructive robe, sat cross-legged on a tree, and held a gray-white carrier pigeon in his hand.

tsk-

As a carrier pigeon, it is a bit fat, but it still looks strong. After a long journey, it is muscular and has a good taste.

Murong Sheng subconsciously licked his lips.

The wild pigeon stewed soup for Qi Zhao...it should be a great tonic, right?

As soon as this thought came out, he immediately pressed it down, bah bah bah... Just after the quarrel, he was free to think about what that person was doing?

The biggest fool in the world is the one who devotes all his thoughts to the person who treats himself as a fool!

Murong Sheng expressed his anger.

Holding the pigeon in his hands, he lay down in the gap between the trees and continued to watch.

That Rong Wei was not a good bird at first glance, the people kneeling in front of her were obviously Lian Jiazi, carrying the ruffian air of Jianghu people, Murong Sheng squinted his eyes, always felt that they looked a little familiar.

familiar?Weapon familiar?Or is the martial arts background revealed inadvertently familiar?

Murong Sheng pondered for a long time, but still couldn't think of anything wrong.

Suddenly, a head appeared behind him.

Murong Sheng didn't even turn his head, and directly elbowed her, and said in a vicious voice: "Tell people to keep an eye on that woman! Did you hear that?"

"Oh...hey...Master, don't hit me! I've been staring at her for days!"

"Huh?" When Murong Sheng heard this, he couldn't help turning his head away in surprise, hugged the pigeon, and "hissed", "No wonder I haven't seen your boy recently, so I don't do business all day long, just looking at beautiful women gone."

Isn't Rong Wei a beauty!She is still a beautiful woman with weak willows and strong winds.

Yan Shiyi laughed happily, shook his head proudly, and began to show off, "Isn't this the gossip I heard at the tea stand in the innermost alley in the south of the city, tsk tsk... the story about this lady, then But it made the listeners sigh, and all of them shed tears—”

Murong Sheng blinked, "Continue."

Yan Shishi was rarely encouraged, his expression was startled, he immediately became excited, and chattered all the things he knew.

It turns out that everyone knows that Rong Wei is a distant cousin of the Qinghe family. When he was very young, he was plotted against by his enemies and his family was ruined. Only two children survived.

But Rong Wei was separated from her younger brother on the way to the General's Mansion with her younger brother. She traveled through mountains and rivers and went through all kinds of hardships to get here, but her younger brother was never found again.

The late general was a person who missed old love very much. Even if this relative was a relative that his wife could not reach, he thought the child was pitiful, so he took him in together.

According to what Qing He meant, this Miss Rong Wei grew up with her, and the General had always prepared exactly the same copy for Rong Wei that she had. The husband and wife treated Rong Wei as if they were their own.

Later, at the age of Xu's marriage, the general and his wife chose a marriage for Rong Wei, but before entering the door, the man died suddenly.

As a result, everyone was startled and felt that Rong Wei was ominous, how could anyone dare to discuss marriage with her?

As time went on, Rong Wei's marriage was delayed and she stayed in the General's Mansion.

Later, the great general died in battle, his wife died of illness, and Qinghe married far away in the capital. In the huge general's mansion, only the eldest son and Rong Wei were left.

Now that even the eldest son is dead, there are many rumors in the market, saying that Rong Wei's fate is hard, and everyone in the general's mansion is killed by her.

Others say that she is a monster who can transform into a tiger and appear in the mountains at night.

Of course, these things are just jokes in the market, everyone is talking about it for fun, and it is enough to see the big guy's attitude towards the woman in the General's Mansion.

Yan Shiyi chattered for a while, and Murong Sheng frowned even more.

Seeing movement at the other end, he nudged Yan Shishi, who was still in the mood, with his elbow, and winked, "Follow me."

Let's see where those two Lianjiazi come from.

With such an incident, Murong Sheng's angry thoughts were interrupted immediately, and he only concentrated on the pigeon in his hand.

He turned over and jumped down, running all the way to the small kitchen.

Regardless of Sanqi 21, let’s stew it first!

In the small kitchen, a [-]-year-old nanny was assigned to work with a few maids, and the medicinal meals and food of the nobles were always warmed on the stove for the nobles to enjoy at any time.

"Quick! Mammy! Stew the pigeon!"

When Murong Sheng stepped over the threshold and handed over the fluttering pigeon in his hand, several people were startled.

God... what's going on?The food in the General's Mansion is not good enough, does the Seventh Prince want to go hunting by himself?