The sick and charming male god of fast transmigration wants to hug

Banquet night.

Everyone dared not say a word, and stared at the direction of the two with a tacit understanding. Of course, they were not out of fear. On the contrary, they were very happy at the moment. They wished that Sisyphus would utter wild words and quarrel with the old king. Watching.

In addition to the repeater, the essence of human beings also includes gossip.

Sisyphus's expression didn't change at all, like an unruly wanderer, he replied after saluting: "Your Majesty, I'm sorry, I'm a little late today, I don't have time to go back and change clothes..."

The old king's expression softened a little: "Next time there is a similar situation, just find someone to report to me. Look, it scares me."

He waved his hand to signal the attendants behind him: "Take Lord Sisyphus to change clothes."

"No need." Sisyphus shook his head and refused.

After all, he came here just to deal with it, and he didn't care about dressing up at all. Now his mind is full of the shadow of the little mermaid, so he can't care about anything else.

The old king was taken aback, very puzzled, and was still joking with Sisyphus: "I remember to keep a good appearance at all times. You said that yourself before. Could it be that you are lying to me? Didn't expect our Sisyphus It's also a lie."

Everyone laughed a few times in unison, and the atmosphere was very happy.

I just didn't expect that the old king had such a high tolerance for Sisyphus, and even helped him find the steps. It seems that those rumors are true.

Could it be that Sisyphus was really the old king's illegitimate son?

Just when everyone was thinking about it, Anthony stood up with a smile on his face: "His Majesty the King loves His Excellency Sisyphus so much, and we all look envious."

With a hidden knife in his smile and a hidden meaning in his words, the people present were aroused curiosity, wanting to see what this Anthony wanted to do.

"It's also because of Sisyphus' ability to handle affairs." The old king waved his hand, not caring about Anthony's words.

Anthony paused, then laughed again: "Since His Majesty loves His Excellency Sisyphus so much, you should give him a few days off."

The old king became interested and asked, "What do you mean?"

The fish are hooked, it's time to reel in the net.Anthony glanced at Sisyphus triumphantly, and continued: "I heard that Your Excellency Sisyphus seems to have committed an old problem these days. He can't eat well and sleep well. He hangs around the street every day, and he doesn't know how to say hello to him." I understand, my expression is in a trance. Your Majesty, you see that he is working so hard, of course he should be given a vacation."

The old king turned around. Sure enough, Sisyphus didn't seem to have heard the conversation between the two of them. He stared at the distant sky in a daze. He was clearly in it, but it seemed that he had nothing to do with him.

Involuntarily, the old king felt a little more puzzled: "Aiqing, is this true?"

Even after shouting several times, Sisyphus did not answer, but continued to stare blankly at the sky. Seeing this, Anthony stood up in time to add fuel to the fire.

"You see, I am right. This is still a banquet occasion. Your Excellency Sisyphus is so tired. If you continue to work, won't you have to..."

"enough."

The old king interrupted Anthony sharply, and walked up to Sisyphus, hesitating, wanting to say something but didn't know how to speak.

He has always heard about Sisyphus' illness, which seems to be a mental problem, but he usually doesn't like to talk, and he hasn't made any mistakes, so naturally no one will pursue it.