Tyrant, calm down

Chapter 85 Birthday Banquet (1)

One morning, Prince Gong's Mansion...

"It will be Thirteenth Brother's birthday in a few days, have you decided what gift to give?"

"Do the math, he is 12 years old this year, and he has reached the age to practice martial arts. It just so happens that I got a good sword a few days ago, the length and weight are suitable for him, so I will give it to him."

Murong Jin smiled: "You chose the gift well, but unfortunately I haven't decided what gift to give him yet."

As he spoke, he suddenly turned his head and asked Shen Jingshu beside him: "Xiao Shu, what do you think this king should give to this king's thirteenth brother?"

These days Murong Jin often visits Prince Gong's mansion, coming and going, Shen Jingshu is a little familiar with him, he always calls Shen Jingshu Xiaoshu.

Shen Jingshu, who was preparing medicine to apply to Murong Li's face, paused and raised his head.

"According to me, it doesn't matter what you give, the key lies in your heart."

"As long as it is a gift carefully selected by His Royal Highness, I think His Highness Thirteen will like it."

"Oh! It would be great if it was really that simple." Murong Jin smiled, then turned his head and continued talking to Murong Li.

Shen Jingshu pouted, it was just a gift, isn't it that simple, could it be complicated?
To put it bluntly, the thirteen princes are so loved by the emperor now, what a treasure I have never seen.

No matter how precious or rare something is given, it is just adding another thing to his treasure house, and he will not necessarily take a second look after putting it away.

Instead of thinking about sending expensive ones, it is better to give some real ones sincerely, even if it is just a cheap fan, you can hold it in your hand and use it for a whole summer.

"Seventh brother, now everyone can see that the father loves the thirteenth brother the most. Many people speculate that the father is very likely to appoint the thirteenth brother as the heir apparent. The situation...is not very optimistic." Murong Jin Language with emotion.

"The thirteenth brother is still young, and he has been raised in the deep palace all these years. In terms of knowledge and talent, how can he compare with the emperor's brother? If the emperor wants to make him the crown prince, I will be the first to refuse!"

Shen Jingshu glanced at Murong Li, walked over to take off the mask on his face, and turned his face away.

"My lord, it's time to apply the medicine, don't talk and don't move around, otherwise, don't blame me if the medicine is applied to other places."

Murong Jin looked at the two of them, smiled and stood up.

"It's time for me to go back home too, Seventh Brother, take your time and apply it to your face. I'll wait for the day when your scar will heal."

Murong Jin left, Murong Li frowned as he looked at the increasingly disorganized person in front of him.

"Where did you borrow your courage?"

Shen Jingshu said lightly: "Don't move! Your face is blurred!"

Murong Li twitched his brows, and said: "Speaking of which, you have been applying this king of medicine for a while, why is it not getting better at all?"

"My lord, do you think that there are elixir and dew in this world, if you eat one and rub it on, your face will immediately improve?" Shen Jingshu snorted lightly.

"You have been injured for several years. I can heal you within six months. You should burn incense and pray to Buddha to thank your ancestors for burning high incense. How slow?"

"If you want to dislike it again, find someone else. I'd like to see who else can heal your face besides me."

Murong Li's gaze sank, and he didn't say anything.

After seeing Shen Jingshu's sharp teeth, he knew that he could not talk to her no matter what, and would only waste his words.

After being silent for a while, thinking of something, he said again: "If it were you, what would you give to my thirteenth brother?"

Shen Jingshu stopped applying the medicine and looked down at him.

"Could you be asking for your fifth brother?"

(End of this chapter)