The reborn son is vicious

This voice, as always, made people feel bored.

Leng Xi's brows darkened, and he glared angrily at the gloating Sheng Mo, and said coldly, "Hide it yourself, if he dares to find out, I won't help you."

After he finished speaking, he ignored the playful Sheng Mo, messed up his hair and clothes, took a deep breath, and started to walk away.

"Wait..." At this critical juncture, Sheng Mo still raised his long eyebrows without fear of death, and said slowly, "Xi'er cares about me? Oh, I'm really flattered, flattered..."

Leng Xi couldn't laugh or cry.

But he had no time to refute, and after warning Sheng Mo with his eyes once again, he adjusted his expression and trot towards Murong Qing.

"..." Murong Qing looked at the servant lying on the ground for a long while, his expression became more and more playful.

"Look up," he ordered lightly.

What came into view was a terrified and unfamiliar face, with messy long hair covering his eyebrows and eyes, and messy clothes further proved his humble status. Murong Qing seemed willing to believe what this slave said—he was helping the old lady collect rose dew .

One must know that the big family is very particular about the tea they drink, how long does the water need to be made of fairy dew, how much tea needs to be steamed and fried, there are all kinds of rules, Murong Qing knows these rules in his heart, but he still finds them weird.

Although he himself didn't know exactly what was weird - he always felt that the slave in front of him was not a slave.

This kind of thinking is really a bit ridiculous, after all, this is the heavily guarded Duke's Mansion, Murong Qing himself smiled in denial and shook his head.

Unexpectedly, such an unintentional action of his scared the man kneeling on the ground, and he became more and more panicked. He simply put his head on the ground tightly and begged for mercy one after another.

"It's all the slave who offended the nobleman, and the slave deserves death! But the dew prepared for the old lady can only be obtained from the roses in this garden. Please forgive me, please calm down, and spare this slave this time!"

Look at this little thing is scary!

Murong Qing thought that he had a gentle and handsome face, who would not show an expression of obsession and amazement when seeing him?

"You...", he touched his pretty face to himself, and said without interest: "Get up, I'm in a good mood today, I think it's your first offence, so I'll let you go."

"Thank you, my lord! Thank you, my lord, for not killing me!"

Murong Qing stared at the ridiculous expression of fear and trepidation on the ground, feeling contemptuous in his heart, he sneered, "Get out of here soon", and left the back garden with his hands behind his back.

……

After confirming that Murong Qing had left for a long time, Leng Xi slowly raised his head. At that moment, his pair of clear phoenix eyes were as cold and terrifying as if thousands of miles were frozen in severe winter.

Murong Qing...Murong Qing!

"Huh?" Leng Xi opened his eyes wide, staring at Sheng Mo who was pulling him up roughly, he was furious, "What are you doing—"

"Why did you kneel him!"

"..." Leng Xi.

"I ask you, why do you kneel down to that kind of person!?"

"You..." Leng Xi squinted his eyes unconsciously, the man in front of him, who looked like a cat whose tail had been trampled on, was that lawless Sheng Mo?

"What are you doing?" However, Leng Xi's slander belongs to his slander, but on his face he asked coldly, "Didn't you want to tell me that "men have gold under their knees"-"

But before he finished his cynicism, he only heard a loud "bang" in his ears, and Sheng Mo kicked blood-red eyes—a kick that smashed the big gray stone on the ground!

"Murong, there is not a single good thing!"

"..." The corner of Leng Xi's mouth twitched, and he silently nodded.

……

"My lord", the gilded and canopied carriage rattled along the bluestone avenue, only to hear the servant outside the curtain ask respectfully, "But go back to the manor?"

"Lengxi..." The prince in the carriage was wandering away, "If you can't bear to part with your heart, why don't you just get a topping bag instead? Ha, I don't know how the emperor will react when he hears the news... Interesting, really It's interesting!"

Don't listen to what you shouldn't listen to, don't watch what you shouldn't look at, as a servant of the Rongqing Palace, I clearly remember such taboos.

"Go—go to Xuanwumen!" Murong Qing's eyes flashed, and he raised his voice and said, "It's time for me to return to my brother's life!"