sir he is sweet

Murong Sheng has a good temper, always smiling, he doesn't have the airs of those nobles, and he is very kind to his servants, so he is very popular in the general's residence.

It is probably because everyone has seen too many high-ranking nobles. In the borderlands, even a small official who is as big as a sesame seed can put on airs. A kind noble like Murong Sheng is especially easy to make people look at him differently.

At this moment, he squatted on the steps of the small kitchen door, smelling the fragrance inside.

Mmm...meaty.

I just don't know how that woman would feel if she knew that the pigeons she carefully raised were stewed.

Murong Sheng knows the goods, this kind of pigeon is very good, and the people who train the pigeon are also very skilled. Such a pigeon cannot be tamed and can be used by others.

So it can only be eaten in stew.

Even though Murong Sheng is a prince, to be honest, he has never tasted this special pigeon.

Tsk... dinner is ready.

Murong Sheng was humming a ditty, seeing that it was still early, he couldn't help patting his robe, stood up, and prepared to go out for a stroll.

As a result, just two steps away, he saw Qi Zhao approaching from a distance.

The man was neatly dressed, neatly dressed, with picturesque eyebrows and a warm smile.

cut!

Murong Sheng shook his head arrogantly, turned his footsteps, deliberately walked around to one side, and walked outside with his head held high.

"Your Highness?"

Qi Zhao's voice came from behind.

Murong Sheng couldn't stop grinning, but in just a moment, he controlled it and continued to walk out.

No, he is still angry!We can't surrender so quickly!

But the pace involuntarily began to slow down.

Hey... It can't be too much, what if he walks too fast and that person can't keep up?

Murong Sheng staggered out of the courtyard and headed for the gate.

The footsteps behind her gradually approached, and Murong Sheng could hear someone approaching, humming and turning her head, waiting for the person to come to coax her.

"Your Highness, go slowly."

The unique medicinal fragrance on Qi Zhao's body was overwhelmed, and the fragrance was overwhelming. Murong Sheng stopped, turned his head, and deliberately sullenly asked, "What's the matter, sir?"

The man was dressed in a white robe, and even the cloak was white. The delicate outline was outlined with light golden thin lines, which made the whole person gentle and soft.

"Where is Your Highness going?" He asked without answering, and said with a smile, "I will go with Your Highness."

As the saying goes, you don't hit a smiling person with your hand, Murong Sheng raised his eyebrows, and immediately replied, "I'm going out for a stroll, to try how strong the wine in the southern border is."

Originally, he wanted to send this person away and go out on his own, but Qi Zhao followed him calmly, with a calm expression, "I will go with Your Highness."

Murong Sheng looked suspicious, "But sir, you can't drink alcohol..."

"I will choose wine."

Qi Zhao smiled slightly, his eyes were radiant and charming, "Your Highness forgot, my hometown is in the southwest."

Murong Sheng slapped his head.

Yes, the man said it.

With Qi Zhao by his side, he is naturally happy, but naturally this joy cannot be revealed too early, otherwise it would not be worthwhile to make this person feel that he is so easy to coax.

"Then... then let's go together!"

Murong Sheng put on a tense face and put on a face, which directly amused Qi Zhao.

The duplicitous little guy is really funny.

People who irritate themselves naturally have to coax them by themselves, not to mention that he did not do well in this matter. If he is in another situation, he will definitely be annoyed.

Qi Zhao pondered for a while, whether he had to sell himself badly to let that little guy break his merits, or... How can such a stalemate be broken.

Just as he was thinking, he didn't know what he stepped on, he staggered a little, and his whole body was immediately embraced by one hand.

"Be careful sir!"

Qi Zhao pinched the guy's wrist with his backhand, coughed a few times, and pretended to be weak, "cough...a little dizzy..."

He did often get dizzy, Murong Sheng didn't doubt him, he didn't remember any petty temper, and immediately wanted to take him back.

"Don't go out, go back and ask Fuyi to come over..."

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Qi Zhao.

The man hooked the corners of his lips, his brows were picturesque, "No need, just help me, Your Highness."

The two of them also walked hand in hand through the bustling city of Futu, their postures were very close, but now the situation is different, when Murong Sheng loses his temper, naturally he needs to be coaxed first.

"Oh..." Murong Sheng looked nervous, took Qi Zhao's hand, and supported his arm, but he stopped him with his backhand, pierced his fingertips, and made a gesture of interlocking fingers.

"Your Highness, let's go!"

Qi Zhao lowered his eyebrows and spoke pleasingly.

Murong Sheng was so fascinated by him that he led him into the busy city, to the busiest area.

Futu is located at the junction of several countries, where cultures from all sides meet and integrate, and the natural folk customs are open.

Even the Goulan place was more lively, and everyone followed to join in the fun, especially interested in the dancing posture of the bearded girl who covered her veil.

"Your Highness..."

When Qi Zhao turned his head, he almost disappeared Murong Sheng.

But when he took a closer look, he got to the front and was looking at Hu Nu with relish.

Qi Zhao's handsome face turned dark immediately.

In order to attract everyone's attention, those bearded women wore extremely revealing clothes. The delicate waistline was looming in the long skirts with falling tassels, which caused everyone to shout.

Murong Sheng was also very appreciative and threw some coins, followed by booing.

He was laughing happily, but the back of his neck tightened, and he was actually lifted out of the crowd.

"Hey... hey? Sir?"

Murong Sheng didn't finish his thoughts, when he turned his head to see Qi Zhao, he was still a little stunned.

What... what's going on?

Qi Zhao twitched the corners of his mouth, and looked over with a half-smile, "Did Your Highness enjoy watching?"

"Of course..." Murong Sheng opened his mouth and blurted out subconsciously, but he felt something was wrong halfway, so he stopped quickly and changed his words solemnly: "It's okay! It's so-so."

Qi Zhao sneered.

good?so so?Why does he feel that this guy is so happy that he can't pull his eyes out?

"Didn't Your Highness want to taste the wine from the southern border?"

Murong Sheng nodded, "I want to taste... let's go!"

After saying this, he looked back reluctantly.

Qi Zhao had a panoramic view of his small movements, and almost vomited blood from anger.

God...what the hell is this guy doing?Can't walk when you see beauty?

Qi Zhao raised his hand, and brushed his fingertips across his cheek, thoughtfully.

Hmm... Could it be that I am old and my face is fading, this face is not enough to attract that guy?

But no matter what, that guy should restrain himself in front of him.

It shouldn't be such an obvious expression of liking the new and disliking the old on the face, otherwise... how sad it is for a person who is dying!

"Sir, come here!"

Murong Sheng was led again, not half a step away from Qi Zhao, this time Qi Zhao had learned a lesson, he had to fasten the man to his waistband, otherwise he would have to look around.

Not shameful enough.