Divorce, Mr. Shen

"!!!" Ning Qiuli's eyes widened in surprise, seeing that Shen Weixing was really going to pour tea for himself, he quickly reached out to stop him, "Wait--hiss!"

As a result, it happened to touch the spout of the pot, and all the hot water spilled onto the back of Ning Qiuli's hand, and his fair skin was instantly burned red.

"Why are you so careless." Shen Weixing frowned, took Ning Qiuli's small hand with his big hand, and gently blew on the back of his hand, while blowing, he raised his eyes and asked him, "Does it hurt? I'll let them go Bring the ointment."

"No, there's no need..." Ning Qiuli could feel someone's unkind eyes behind him, "I will secrete the healing fluid, I'll just deal with it myself."

"Then hurry up," Shen Weixing urged, "The burn is very painful, looking at you, the pain is so painful that the eye sockets are red."

Ning Qiuli: "..." Brother, I'm not hurt or scared!Can you stop looking at me like this, please!

Under Shen Weixing's fiery gaze, Ning Qiuli pretended to be calm and began to treat the wound with healing liquid. It happened that King Keith also walked into the hall slowly at this time. Seeing that Ning Qiuli seemed to be injured, First he snorted coldly, and then sat down in the middle seat under the service of the maid.

Everyone greeted King Keith one after another, and King Keith waved his hand and said, "The luncheon begins."

This luncheon was held for Shen Weixing, and the center naturally revolved around Shen Weixing. King Case and King Case II did not miss every opportunity to communicate with Shen Weixing, chatting and chatting, and King Case simply responded to Shen Weixing. King Case II said: "Son, this place is too far away from Lord Shen, why don't you just sit next to him, it will be more convenient for you to chat."

King Keith II had this intention a long time ago, so he took advantage of the situation and agreed, got up and walked to Shen Weixing's side, first smiled softly at him, then turned to Ning Qiuli fiercely and said: "Ning Qiuli you Do you have eyesight? Get up and make room for me!"

Ning Qiuli couldn't wait for it, and hurriedly supported the table to stand up, but... was pulled back by Shen Weixing's big hand.

——and deliberately avoided the place where Ning Qiuli was scalded, although it was almost healed by the healing liquid.

"It's good for him to sit next to me." Shen Weixing said lightly, "Why, in such a big palace as yours, don't you even have a spare chair?"

"..." King Case II endured without having an attack, turned his head and said fiercely to the maid, "What are you still doing in a daze? Hurry up and get a chair!"

"Yes, yes." The maid answered with her head lowered, quickly moved the chair over, and placed it on Shen Weixing's left.

Case II finally got his wish and sat next to Shen Weixing. Before he could say anything, Shen Weixing spoke first: "It seems that you still value things like class."

"Of course," King Case II didn't think there was any problem, "If you want to know a person's morality and conduct, you have to look at his bloodline first. If his bloodline is not good, then this person is destined to be only in the middle class." Mix with the bottom."

"But..." Shen Weixing said slowly, "Is bloodline really that important?"

"Isn't it important?" Case II shrugged and said, "If it's not important, why should the throne and title be hereditary?"

"Lord Shen," King Keith also said, "You are the royal family yourself, and you have a high status, why should you speak for the lower class?"

"Oh, yes." Shen Weixing laughed at himself, and said, "Since I am in this vortex, don't think I can stay awake."

Ning Qiuli watched Shen Weixing silently from the side, only feeling that the man in front of him was different from everyone he knew.

——No, maybe it resembles someone, but paradoxically, he doesn't know who that person is.

After the luncheon, King Case II proposed to take Shen Weixing to visit the Royal Garden, Shen Weixing politely refused, and turned around and asked Ning Qiuli to take him to the Royal Garden.

King Keith II was very angry, but he is a nobleman, and he must have the cultivation of a nobleman in front of distinguished guests. Therefore, King Keith II endured it until the two left, and then whispered to the guards beside him: " Find a way to keep Ning Qiuli from getting close to Shen Shangjue... This brat is thinking about something that will never belong to him."

The guard nodded and said, "Yes."

But in fact, is Ning Qiuli delusional?No, he didn't, he even felt very distressed because Shen Weixing was so clingy.

—He still has his own business to do!He didn't want to be with this big man all the time!Are you tired?

"That..." After thinking for a while, Ning Qiuli still asked, "Shangjue Shen, King Keith II wanted to accompany you to the garden, why did you refuse him?"

Shen Weixing looked at the big blooming flowers in the garden, first took a deep breath intoxicated, and then said slowly: "Everyone around you is indispensable."

"..." Ning Qiuli blinked in confusion, "Huh?"

"Oh, don't understand?" Shen Weixing chuckled, leaned over and looked at Ning Qiuli and said, "Then let me explain to you in more detail—the people around Liangchen Meijing can't do anything."

Ning Qiuli was still confused: "Huh?"

Shen Weixing raised his eyebrows: "You still don't understand?"

Ning Qiuli nodded foolishly.

"Forget it." Shen Weixing smiled and shook his head, and said, "I'm curious, how old are you this year?"

"Hmm..." Ning Qiuli thought for a while and said, "It should be more than 150 years old~"

Shen Weixing felt quite puzzled: "Should?"

"Hmm~" Ning Qiuli said, "Because my family doesn't care much about me, so they don't pay much attention to my birthday, and I'm in a daze, so I can only remember these things."

"Ah, yes." Shen Weixing was afraid that the little thing would be sad, so he quickly reached out and touched the back of his head, and said, "After a hundred years old, age really doesn't matter that much."

"What about you?" Ning Qiuli narrowed his eyes comfortably and said, "How old are you?"

"..." Shen Weixing stroking the cat... oh no, the hand that licked Ning Qiuli's hair froze, and then said tentatively, "I'm probably... over 300 years old?"

"More than 300 years old?!" Ning Qiuli's eyes widened in shock, "Are you so much older than me?!"

"Uh..." Shangjue Shen only felt an arrow shot in his chest, "No...that's...too many... right?"

"That's not too much, is it?" Ning Qiuli said seriously, "If you convert according to the age of old humans, I am 15 years old, and you are 30 years old! People from two worlds—"

"Cough, cough, cough..." Shangjue Shen coughed a few times while covering his chest, "Actually, that's not the case, I... have a very young mind."