sir he is sweet

In the bustling underground trading place, a beautiful girl squatted in front of an inconspicuous booth, blinking obediently, and waiting quietly.

Rong Ning squinted her eyes, thoughtful.

This girl... It seems that she is not as simple as she looks on the surface.

Ever since the group of them entered Futu, Rong Wei has restrained her edge, trying to reduce her presence as much as possible, so as not to let everyone notice.

Of course, together with her own eyes, they all focused on this group of people.

Not being careless to anyone has always been her survival philosophy.

It was also because of this that the busy Murong Sheng didn't pay much attention to her.

Let her spare a lot of time and energy to investigate them.

Of course, the most important thing is his younger brother.

She grew up in Futu all these years, went through all kinds of hardships and hardships to get to where she is today. Naturally, she cherishes it very much, and this younger brother...is probably her only attachment and weakness in this world.

What is the General's Mansion?What is the crown prince?She is alone in this world, her only blood relative is her younger brother.

"Girl, what is your relationship with the Seventh Prince?"

Rong Wei carefully brushed the hem of the skirt aside, squatted down beside Fu Yi, and asked questions as if chatting.

"Brother from the same sect—"

Fuyi looked at the state of no city, with a raised eyebrow, she smiled innocently, "Ah Sheng grew up with me, uh... beautiful sister, let me tell you secretly, he was very fierce. When I was naughty, I was often caught and punished by him."

The girl pursed her lips, with baby fat floating on her chubby face, she was just at a cute and cute age, "Well...he is so annoying! The master likes him, and often makes him stare at me on behalf of the master. You can do whatever you want Punish..."

When talking about the old things, Fu Yi can be said to be eloquent, and he misled Rong Wei by saying a few times.

Rong Ning frowned, did not find any useful information, tried to interrupt her again and again, but this girl was too talkative, so she couldn't even get in the conversation.

It's cold in the ground, her martial arts are low, and she doesn't have any internal strength to protect her body. It didn't take long for her to start shivering from the cold.

"Fuyi," Rong Ning rubbed her forehead, looked around, she wanted to leave, but she missed her younger brother, and didn't dare to really leave this girl behind, "Otherwise, let's go back today and come back tomorrow, this thing is here Here, at such a price, it will not be bought for a while."

Fuyi was the same as her, with meager internal strength, almost none, and shivering from the cold, but she shook her head stubbornly, "No, pretty sister, this thing is very precious, if we leave and someone else buys it, I will definitely buy it for you." I will regret it forever!"

The corners of Rong Ni's mouth twitched slightly, and she was speechless for a while.

Is there... is it necessary to be so exaggerated?

Although she said that she had a hard life when she was young, but in the past few years, she has been in a high position and has no worries about food and clothing. How can she survive such a cold?

So when Murong Sheng rushed over, she felt that she was about to freeze.

"What's the matter? What do you want?"

Under the leadership of Rong Yun, Murong Sheng found them, and seeing that normally eccentric girl with frozen lips turned white and huddled into a ball, she was really distressed.

"Fuyi!"

Angry and funny, he immediately took off his cloak and wrapped it around Fuyi.

"You're really crazy! For something... squatting here, what if you get sick from the cold?"

This girl is stubborn, and she believes that things will not change for a while. Murong Sheng didn't make it difficult for her, so he wrapped her in a cloak and helped her up, "What do you want? Three thousand gold?"

Fu Yi's pretty face was pale with cold, she blinked, and pointed to the shark bone, "That... I like it."

Murong Sheng squinted his eyes, and glanced at the Rong siblings from the corner of his eye.

"It's really too expensive. Any rare medicinal material won't cost three thousand gold."

Fuyi bit her lip, and became willful, "No... no! I want it!"

She showed a look of necessity.

Murong Sheng frowned in embarrassment, hesitated for a while, finally shook his head, and sighed, "Then you are not allowed to mess around in Futu City, and listen to what I say, and you are not allowed to make trouble in these places again."

The young girl nodded vigorously like a chicken pecking at rice.

Murong Sheng heaved a sigh of relief, and threw down a jade token, "With this, you can get three thousand gold when you go to any rich bank."

There is a "seven" character engraved on this jade plaque, which is carved with gold-plated borders and matched with bright yellow tassels.

"Your belongings, please put them away."

The obvious change made Fuyi's eyes widen in surprise.

"Asheng... you are so amazing!"

Murong Sheng twitched the corners of his mouth, directly hugged the girl horizontally, wrapped her tightly in a thick cloak, and walked back with a blank expression.

Although he didn't say anything, anyone with eyes could tell that he was angry.

Rong Yun frowned, pulled Rong Wei who was following behind, took off the cloak on her body and threw it over, and said forcefully, "Don't follow, brother doesn't like to be followed when he is unhappy."

Rong Wei took the cloak, a little surprised, and couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips.

"Thank you."

she says.

When they returned to the mansion, they saw Qi Zhao waiting in the corridor, dressed in a white robe, with slender eyebrows and a handsome face.

"His Highness is back—"

He slightly nodded at Murong Sheng.

Murong Sheng sighed, and was about to throw the girl in his arms when he was stopped by Qi Zhao, "I ordered someone to prepare hot tea and a hand stove, first carry this girl inside to warm herself!"

The person who is usually lively and lively, but now his little face is pale with cold, like an eggplant beaten by frost, which is quite distressing.

Murong Sheng rolled his eyes indecently, stepped into the door, and threw the girl into the chair.

Soon the waiter brought hot tea and snacks.

"All go out."

Murong Sheng waved his hands, pushed everyone away, sat down with a cold face, and looked at Fuyi with his eyes.

"Tell me! What's going on?"

The two have known each other for ten years, and this girl is often taken care of by her. If there is a tacit understanding, there must be some.

Fuyi drank hot tea, hugged the stove for a while, his face was still pale, but he sat up straight, and took out the box that he had been protecting all along.

"A Sheng," stroking the box inch by inch with her slender fingers, she looked at it carefully for a long time before she said solemnly: "This thing is the best for nourishing blood, so I... have to."

"Blood?" Murong Sheng didn't understand medical principles, so he was naturally confused, "What kind of blood? Who was injured?"

Fuyi blinked innocently, then turned to look at Qi Zhao, with an innocent tone, but seemed to mean something, "Blood in my heart——"

Qi Zhao's face turned pale.