Genshin Impact: Report to the Emperor! Xiao Shen is creating people again

Morax rarely comes to visit.

What's more, he came to see Shen Qianluo, who seemed cheerful but was particularly concerned about privacy.

"What's the matter? Why did you bother the Emperor to come to me in person?" Shen Qianluo opened the door with a smile and looked up at the 'uninvited guest' at the door.

Meet those extremely beautiful golden eyes.

"Rutha told me that he had hurt you accidentally, so he came to visit you."

"Ruo Tuo? So that's it, you mean the shoulder." After a moment of slight shock, Shen Qianluo dispelled the complicated concerns that flashed through his mind. He laughed. He really didn't expect that he came to visit him for his injury. "It's okay now. Do you want to come in and sit down?"

He invited Morax into the house and made him a cup of tea in a half-joking tone: "It's fine if there's nothing to do today, but you have to keep him under control. He's so strong. If he tries to attack a weak demon like me again, I won't be able to bear it."

The tea that Shen Qianluo collected from all over the place was naturally of excellent quality. After hot water was poured in, the fragrance instantly filled the air and the tea leaves floated and expanded in the water.

Brewing tea is actually an extremely sophisticated art. The young man sits with his back straight and his eyes steady, clearly in a relaxed and comfortable posture, yet he looks generous, calm and elegant.

The warm light from outside the lattice window dyed the tips of his hair silver, making his smiling cheeks look particularly delicate and elegant.

Every time at such moments, I would sincerely feel that the young man in front of me is actually an elegant aristocrat.

Morax watched him silently.

Shen Qianluo can indeed often reveal elegance and arrogance that is different from Ailang's personality in many ordinary and inconspicuous gestures. This is a kind of elegance hidden in his bones, and it is also a temperament that no mediocre person can imitate.

That's why he always attracts everyone's attention, no matter what his identity is.

But now he wouldn't doubt him.

"It's an honor to taste the tea you brewed yourself." Morax picked up the water cup and looked at the reflections of the buds and the water. He took a sip and found the taste sweet and lingering. It was bitter but not astringent. After the bitterness came the sweetness. He couldn't help but praise it.

Tea is probably the only bitter taste that Shen Qianluo can accept, if you don't count the lessons he had to endure in order to pass the tea art test.

So he was too lazy to make tea himself unless there were guests at home.

"Of course not. Don't I often show off my skills to everyone?" Shen Qianluo said confidently, "For example, now is the many times I have made tea for the Emperor."

As for how much this "many" contained, only the two of them knew.

"Have you treated your injury?" Morax went straight to the point, not at all surprised by his stable performance.

Shen Qianluo's voice suddenly stopped for a moment, and he coughed: "Of course."

Knowing at a glance that he must mean 'naturally no treatment', Morax sighed with a little concern, suddenly stood up, and walked to the boy: "Is it serious? You know you are weak, but you don't care about the injury. How can you not take care of yourself."

Shen Qianluo blinked in thought, and spoke in a roundabout way, not knowing how much embarrassment he had in it: "I have lived on the island for a long time and have never seen the world. Of course, I can't handle these things. I thought I could just take a nap and everything would be fine."

"So you slept for a while, how do you feel now?"

"It hurts more. And I had nightmares."

Shen Qianluo lowered his ahoge and began to talk nonsense.

Morax stood in front of him, clearly determined not to give up until his injuries were healed. And he really didn't care about a small scratch before.

But he never thought that someone would care about him.

"Lord Emperor, are you going to apply medicine to me personally?" Shen Qianluo felt a little happy for some reason. He raised the corners of his mouth and said provocatively. He was about to tease him, but his wrist was grabbed and he was dragged to the bedroom. "Huh? Huh?"

"Why not?" Morax retorted.

"You..." Shen Qianluo was a little scared. In the end, he was caught and applied the medicine obediently.

It hurts...it really hurts.

"It's not easy to apply medicine on your injured shoulder, so let me do it for you for now. If it hurts..."

Turning his head and seeing Shen Qianluo's tearful expression, Morax was silent for a moment, but still allowed him to disturb him with his chattering noise, "You can talk nonsense to me as you like."

Shen Qianluo's body was restrained and slender. Although he was not too thin, his thinness was obvious at a glance. His shoulders were white under the outline of his collarbone, but now they were pinched to a dark purple color, making him look particularly hideous.

"Is this your apology on behalf of Ruota?" Shen Qianluo stared at him for a moment and suddenly asked.

His expression was calm, and it was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry.

Morax glanced at him and said gently, "Your suspicion is not unreasonable. You and I are familiar with each other, but he is new here, so his friendship cannot be compared to ours."

Shen Qianluo looked at him for a few seconds, then side-eyed and chuckled.

It must be said that many years of high positions have made Morax a lot more stable. Although he is still frivolous and proud, his words and actions are becoming more and more like a leader, calm and convincing.

"Then do you know what kind of nightmare I had?"

The coolness on his shoulders still stimulated his nerves. Shen Qianluo thought about it and couldn't stop talking. He made up a story without knowing what the draft was. "I dreamed that you didn't want me anymore."

Looking at Morax with a smile, he was obviously stunned by his actions. It was a rare moment that he was scared by him. Shen Qianluo smiled leisurely and couldn't help feeling a little proud.

"That's why I developed that strange perfume. Everyone in the alliance is so powerful. If something big happens and they are held back by a weak demon like me, I will be the first one to feel guilty."

Regardless of whether Shen Qianluo has a conscience or not, Morax felt very sorry for what he said.

I didn't expect Shen Qianluo to be among them, but he was carrying such heavy psychological pressure...

"Hey, do you know what my perfume is made of?"

In the end, I still didn't expect that Shen Qianluo had hidden a malicious intention at the end. The young man smiled brightly and harmlessly, and stretched out his tone: "- Use your bath water."

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(After an unknown scene)

Shen Qianluo, who was sitting there in depression, finally stopped talking.

Including Morax who was choking and speechless beside him.

Then the young man was seen with his head down, enduring the pain as he was bandaged. He looked listless and dared not say a word, looking as if he had suffered a great injustice.

In fact, it means to keep silent for the time being, so as to find a new opportunity to make noise again with a smile.

People who are not familiar with him might really be scared by his appearance.

Morax finally sighed softly, suppressed the barely perceptible curve at the corner of his mouth, and glanced sideways at the continuous lights of the world outside the window.

He suddenly thought that he really still loved the world.

Just as the rock has a heart, so do the earth and the gods.