The rookie at Super Seminary wants to retire every day

"Prophet, if you can't predict the future and turn bad things into good fortune, what's the point of raising you?!"

Shen Hong: I didn’t ask you to support me. Do you want me to retire and take care of others?

"Prophet, you are my hard-earned inheritance, you have no right to refuse my request!"

Shen Xing: What the hell, someone who killed his father to seize the throne has the nerve to talk to me about his qualifications.

"Prophet, you are seeking power unjustly..."

"Prophet, you are ungrateful."

"Prophet, you have no choice!".

The noisy voices kept echoing in his ears, and Shen Xang's mood changed from irritability and disdain to indifference and sneer. The position of prophet was forced on him, and the so-called turning disaster into good luck was also forced on him. He never promised it, why? To face the consequences of those unfulfilled desires?

"You think it's unfair? This is your life!"

"nonsense!"

With a roar, Shen Yang woke up from his dream. The next second someone opened his arms and embraced him, gently stroking his back.

"Honey, are you having another nightmare?"

"Well, those ugly faces are talking again."

"I'm sorry." The woman murmured softly, which made Shen Xian a little confused. The injury was not caused by his lover, and his lover also suffered from poor sleep due to his nightmares from time to time. Shouldn't he be the one to apologize?

"You don't need to apologize, it's not your fault."

"It's my fault. I could have saved you earlier."

Shen Yang straightened up from the woman's arms, looked into the other woman's eyes full of distress and self-blame, and shook his head seriously: "No, this is not your fault, never. On the contrary, I have always been grateful to you."

"It was you who cut off the shackles that were forcibly imposed on me by the thugs. It was you who ended my humiliating life as a prophet. It was you who returned my dignity and freedom. From now on, I am finally me, no longer an object."

As he spoke, Shen Yang gently touched the woman's face: "You are my wife, and the only queen I recognize. Please stop blaming yourself, those are not your responsibilities."

The woman nuzzled Shen Xing's palm with her cheek. She didn't refute, but her mood was still a little low. So what if it wasn't her responsibility? Do you still need logic and reasons to feel sorry for your lover?

Looking at her husband who smiled softly, the woman took the initiative to get into his arms: "Shen Xi, don't leave, don't leave me alone."

"No, I will never let you taste the pain of loneliness again."

Shen Yang was about to call out the other person's name, but found that there was nothing in his mind. Who was in his arms? No, when did he have a wife? Isn't he still working as a salted fish prophet in Melo?

The chaotic mind suddenly woke up, and the dream also dissipated at this moment. Shen Yang sat up from the bed with a swish, his head covered with sweat.

The little robot noticed that Shen Xi was awake and quickly floated over to hand him a glass of warm water.

After taking a few sips, Shen Yang was still a little frightened, not because of the names but the woman in his dream.

He has been given the name of prophet for tens of thousands of years, and has experienced three angel kings. Those scenes in dreams and intuitive judgments may be said to be coincidences at first, but they are so frequent and so accurate. How can there be so many coincidences? Especially since he has never dreamed in the past thousand years. What happened tonight? What are you predicting? Marriage?

The woman's arms in the dream were warm, fragrant and soft, more comfortable than the best bed quilt. Her voice was gentle and unforgettable, and the body temperature of that person seemed to remain on the area where she had been touched.

Thinking of this, Shen Xiang's face turned red and he shook his head repeatedly. He had been single for a long time and was starting to have sweet dreams and yearning.

But in retrospect, Shen Yang suddenly realized that he couldn't remember the face of that person. This was a very rare situation. In his early years, he could clearly see the materials and paints in the enemy's war camp drawings, but now he couldn't even see the person's face. I can't see my face clearly. I'm really old and it's time to retire.

"Xiaolu, let's make a cup of coffee."

"Yes, Master."

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"Queen, Shen Xiang didn't fall asleep again after waking up tonight."

The Queen, who closed her eyes to rest her mind, frowned slightly when she heard this: "When did it happen?"

"Half an hour ago."

"What is he doing now?"

"Drinking coffee and drawing designs."

As soon as she heard that she was drinking coffee, Kesha knew that Shen Xiang would not sleep again. It seemed that the dream the prophet had tonight was very bad, disturbing him and making him unwilling to continue falling asleep.

"Is it common for him to be like this?"

"It's not common. Counting this, this is the first time in recent years."

"understood."

Kesha put her arm on her chin, hesitating whether to go and visit. The prophet Shen Xang never took the initiative to reveal his feelings to her, and she didn't know if she needed help. That's all, she just thought she owed him and went to visit. Bar.

Shen Xiang was at a loss when he saw Kesha coming. Although he had been the prophet of Mero for many years, he was in a coma for a long time due to an accidental injury in the physical war. He had just woken up a few years ago. He really didn't like the Angel Queen Kesha. I understand.

"Queen Keisha paid a surprise visit but have something to ask?"

"Nothing, I just wanted to come see you."

Shen Xing was confused: You stayed up late at night to see someone? The habit is quite special.

"I'm fine. Thank you Queen for your concern."

"Yeah." Kesha glanced at the drawings on the table that had not been completely put away: "Still working late at night?"

"It's not really work. I just couldn't sleep and had nothing to do to find something to do for myself."

"Merlot is not a heavenly palace. A prophet is not a thing here. It is just a name. If you like it, wear it. If you don't like it, throw it away. I will not force you to work. If you have any difficulties, feel free to tell me. I can satisfy you as long as it doesn’t violate justice.”

Shen Xiang believed that Kesha's words were not a blank check, and that what she promised could definitely be fulfilled. If it were another dream, Shen Xiang would not mind chatting with Kesha, but he had no shame to talk about tonight's dream.

"Thank you Queen Keisha, I do have something to ask for."

"You said."

"I know very well that the reason why I can be trusted by the three generations of angel kings is due to my innate ability to predict, but unfortunately, as time goes by, my ability is gradually declining, and even what I see in my dreams is blurred and the meaning is unclear. , so I ask Queen Kesa to grant me a return home."

Kesha frowned, how could she just let go of Shen Yang, whom she had spent so much force on to snatch back.

"How do you know your abilities are declining?"

"I originally predicted it through dreams. Logically speaking, the scenes in dreams are the clearest, but tonight I couldn't even see the other person's face clearly, and I have no idea why I had such a dream."

"What were you dreaming about?"

Shen Xiang paused and waited for a few seconds: "Sorry, this involves privacy, so I can't answer it."

"If you don't tell me what happened, I can't tell whether you have a physical problem or a so-called decline in ability. This makes it impossible for me to help you."

Keisha means: Stop fooling people, don’t talk about it until you make it clear.

"I dreamed about a woman, but I couldn't see her face clearly."

Kesha's thinking was so quick. With the combination of Shen Xang's refusal to disclose, she immediately had a guess.

"That's just a sweet dream, you don't have to worry about it."

"No! I won't have meaningless dreams. In the dream, she is my wife. During several rounds of conversation, I didn't even realize that I was dreaming. This is absolutely unreasonable."

Shen Xiang's mood rarely fluctuated, which reminded Kesha that Shen Xiang had never been close to women, but he was an angel after all, and he should have a family after being single for so many years.

"If you need it, I can introduce you to a female angel. What type do you like?"

Shen Xing was stunned again: Why did Mao suddenly change from a retirement candidate to an introduction candidate?

"Queen Keisha, I don't think an arranged marriage will be happy."

Hearing this, Kesha looked Shen Xing up and down without concealing it, half-smiling but not smiling.

Shen Xian:?

"Why do you look at me like that?"

"Nothing, I think you are right."

Shen Xing narrowed his eyes: "Really?"

"Of course, I believe in the charm of Lord Prophet." Kesha teased Shen Xiang with a smile. Of course, she was willing to let her speak, but with Lord Prophet's state of never leaving the door, it is really difficult to get married. It can only be found in dreams.

Shen Xiang looked at Kesha's smile that looked like a big fox, and felt like she was an OOC character. Queen Kesha was so serious and wouldn't joke around, right? That's right, why did he feel so scared when he saw her smiling?

Warm reminder: The protagonist of this article has a big golden finger, her personality is not that of a virgin, and her relationship is not that of a single heroine. (There is really no place in the introduction, so I can only write it here)