The people on Earth were stunned, and then began to observe Feng Ting in disbelief, wanting to know whether Feng Ting said what he said was bearing the burden of humiliation for the sake of the overall situation, or whether he was duplicity and hiding a mystery.
Therefore, his gaze was fixed on the king's prosperous beauty for a bit too long.
"Have you seen enough?" Feng Ting's ears turned red, and he glared angrily at the young man who had been molesting him, feeling that he couldn't bear this naked show of love, which made people flustered.
"I thought..." Wen Qiuxing swallowed, and said slowly, "I thought you hated me and wished to divorce me immediately."
After all, he still remembers telling him to leave when he opened his eyes for the first time after Feng Ting merged.
In the later relationship, he was also full of dislike for him.
How should I put it, Wen Qiuxing has a stubborn personality, acting like a baby and forcing others are the things he dislikes the most, and he will never do them.
But now in this situation, he has become the passive party, and the divorce and staying together are all in the mind of the other party.
It's really not something he can control.
Hearing that the king chose not to divorce, Wen Qiuxing was startled immediately, thinking that the king after amnesia had also followed the path of no return for His Majesty Sand Sculpture and Will, and fell in love with him.
"It's a bit annoying." His Majesty glanced at the 'stupid' young man who didn't know it, and kindly reminded: "Don't hope for me to recover my memory, the result is not something you can bear."
But in fact, what His Majesty wants to say more is, don't have hope for him in the past, he doesn't love you at all.
"Oh..." Wen Qiuxing was confused, and there was always a sense of disobedience in his heart. If Feng Ting really hated him, he should choose to divorce directly. After all, his family opened the Civil Affairs Department.
I used to toss the staff a lot...
"Then take your time first." Wen Qiuxing said slowly, thinking that it is better to take care of the overall situation, otherwise their flash marriage and divorce will have a negative impact on the reputation of the royal family.
It can only be said that the current Wen Qiuxing has really matured a lot. During his year as queen, he went from being reluctant at the beginning to muddling along, and now actively absorbing knowledge, maintaining the image of the royal family, and setting an example for the citizens. , Wait, he was a little surprised at his ability to accept.
It seems that this matter is settled.
Feng Ting let go of his hands indiscriminately, put down the report, and looked at the young man who admired him again: "So you can cure my headache?"
"Hmm." Wen Qiuxing said, "It's not called treatment, it should be called influence?"
Anyway, it's unbelievable, and they didn't bother to find out what the reason was.
"Oh?" The king sat on the sofa, crossed his long legs, and took a sip of water: "Then have you ever thought that the reason why I married you before I lost my memory is all because of your special ability to influence?"
After finishing speaking, seeing Wen Qiuxing's dazed face, the King's eyes showed a sneer, look, this stupid young man didn't think about it at all.
Depend on!
Wen Qiuxing was suspicious. He didn't believe it at first, because he knew how His Majesty Sand Sculpture and Will treated him, okay
But the person who exposed His Majesty Sand Sculpture and Will in front of him was His Majesty himself.
That's a little tricky, okay
"Are you serious?" Wen Qiuxing looked at the other party with a refreshed understanding.
"Obviously." Seeing that he wasn't too stupid, Feng Ting said sympathetically: "It can be seen that you have paid a lot for me."
But it's a pity that the 47-year-old he the other party likes is a jerk.
"..." Damn it.
Suddenly skeptical, Wen Qiuxing was a little irritable.
And the more gloomy his face was, the more he rebounded, the more the king's affection for him increased.
"No." Wen Qiuxing found a loophole: "Our son also has this kind of influence. If he really has this reason, he can keep the child and divorce me."
"But are you sure that the love between you is 100% not mixed with other reasons?" The king sneered.
"So what?" Wen Qiuxing felt that these things were really complicated, and he didn't want to talk about it right now: "You don't know anything, I'm too lazy to tell you."
After I got up, I wanted to leave.
The king stood up, and said something gloomy behind him: "You are so stupid that people can sympathize."
If you tell the child's secret so easily, aren't you afraid that he will snatch it.
Wen Qiuxing stood still, and this time, it was the nth time that the other party dissed him unscrupulously. If he didn't do something else, he would really become a soft persimmon at the mercy of others.
"Then who?" Wen Qiuxing turned around, walked up to Feng Ting and grabbed Feng Ting by the neckline: "I'm here to explain to you, I really didn't f*cking whisper to you because I was afraid of you, so... "His lips were no more than one centimeter away from Feng Ting, and his warm breath sprinkled on the other person's face along with his voice: "Let me hear you call me stupid again, and I will let you know the consequences."
Feng Ting stood there upright, his long eyebrows raised slightly: "For example?"
The young man who was standing close to him pushed his knees upwards, because it was a warning that he did not use much force, but it was enough for Feng Ting's face to change suddenly: "For example."
After doing all this, Wen Qiuxing felt relieved, turned around and left.
Feng Ting stayed where he was, recalling the touch of the top just now, his face was ugly mixed with embarrassment, and those straight long legs were intentionally or unintentionally brought together...
unacceptable.
While calming his breathing, the king continued to diss the young man from a commoner background in his heart. Sure enough, he couldn't expect the other party to have good words and deeds.
It's really hard to imagine how the rest of the people agreed with each other to become the queen.
Eager to understand the current situation, the king opened the terminal to check his missing fourteen years of memory.
Two minutes later, a headache.
The man with a dark complexion remembered Wen Qiuxing's revelation, so he got up and went to the nursery.
The staff responsible for taking care of His Majesty the Crown Prince were wondering why His Majesty, who had become crazy about his son, had been absent today, when he saw His Majesty come in expressionlessly.
"Your Majesty." Everyone saluted respectfully.
The young man was not in the room.
When the king discovered this fact, he was relieved, but also inexplicably disappointed.
"Give him to me." Seeing the little meatball that looked too similar to him, Feng Ting's bad mood finally improved.
There is a reason for the relief of headaches, and a reason that is inexplicably intimate.
The staff naturally didn't know that the earth-shaking changes had taken place in His Majesty, and they handed over the laughing and fussy little Highness to His Majesty as usual.
"Ah..." the blond little angel babbled and patted his father's face with his fat little hands.
The king twitched the corners of his mouth, and endured this powerless... full of milky... even itchy harassment with a blank face.
Thankfully, the nostril-picking imp had limited energy and quickly fell asleep.
"It's enough for me to watch him here, you go out." The king ordered.
Then I sat by the crib, and while I was reading the materials, I occasionally glanced at my son who was sleeping like a little pig.
Thinking that this is the child conceived by Wen Qiuxing and 'him', the king was in a complicated mood, and continued to read the information with a cold snort.
After the honeymoon with Will ended, Wen Qiuxing picked up the courses that had been left behind before, and they have been taking intensively recently.
Today, because of His Majesty Sand Sculpture's amnesia, he lost his interest.
After finishing the last class of the day, Wen Qiuxing asked for leave with the instructor and made it clear that he would not be able to attend class recently.
"Teacher Davies worked hard today, I will contact you when I can attend class in a few days." Wen Qiuxing was very polite to the instructor.
"Okay." After personally contacting Her Majesty the Queen, who was talked about by outsiders, the tutor no longer believed in the rumors outside. He felt that Her Majesty the Queen who was born as a commoner was not as bad as the outside world said.
On the way back, Wen Qiuxing turned on the monitor in the baby room, intending to see his lovely son, but when he turned on the monitor, he saw that there was no staff in the baby room, only His Majesty Sand Sculpture was guarding the crib.
Taking a closer look, the blond cherub is sleeping.
The serious king was vaguely browsing the web.
Wen Qiuxing guessed right.
Feng Ting is watching people's comments and evaluations of the royal family, and pieced together his missing memories from these remarks.
I thought that I would see a lot of opposing voices, but Feng Ting found out that people's acceptance of the current queen was unbelievably high.
It is even believed that Her Majesty the Queen has changed the entire royal family and Her Majesty the King by herself.
It's just... nonsense.
It's all just an illusion, the king thought to himself, how could he be the kind of person who can be easily changed, let alone him more than ten years later, he must be even more difficult to impress.
"Idiot." The king couldn't help uttering these two words from his thin lips.
Then because of these two words, he remembered the touch of someone's knee against his crotch, and his ears were instantly stained red with annoyance.
The young man watching the surveillance: "..."
fuck a chicken...
Some people are just itchy!
Just when Wen Qiuxing was about to rush back to kill His Majesty Sand Sculpture, the little angel who was sleeping on the small bed suddenly let out a cry, as if he was about to wake up.
The king, who was reading the information, reflexively stretched out his hand to comfort the crying baby, then shook the crib, and then inserted a pacifier. After a series of actions, the little angel continued to sleep peacefully.
"..." Wen Qiuxing's desire to hit someone dropped rapidly.
I have to say that although His Majesty Sand Sculpture deserves a beating after losing his memory, he still has nothing to say to the child, and he still thinks so much.
What's disturbing is that the other party's sentence "Is the love between you 100% free of impurities" made people feel uncomfortable.
As a result, Wen Qiuxing now sees that the king is so kind to the baby, and wonders if it is because of the headache.
Hold.
The only thing that is certain is that Feng Ting is very kind to the child and has no malicious intentions.
So Wen Qiuxing resolutely decided to go out alone for two days to see the snack bar he hadn't visited for a long time.
At night, Wen Qiuxing asked the maid to bring him a quilt, and while tidying it up, he said to the displeased His Majesty, "Please hold on for one more night, I will leave the palace tomorrow, and you can sleep on the bed." .”
When he heard the front, the king showed suspicion until he heard everything: "What are you going to do?"
Wen Qiuxing replied honestly: "Go out to relax, my brain hurts from you and me."
The king glared at him immediately, with an indescribable depression in his heart, he sneered, "You think too much, and I don't want to see you either."
Hearing this, the irascible brother didn't say anything, but just glanced at him.
Feeling a little thirsty, Wen Qiuxing sat down and peeled some fruit to eat after spreading the quilt on the sofa.
After peeling a sweet interstellar fruit, he said, "Help me take care of my son."
Feng Ting was suffocated, his face was too ugly.
"Did you hear that?" Wen Qiuxing divided the fruit into two.
This move attracted Feng Ting's attention, and he began to have a little expectation in his heart.
"It's delicious." Wen Qiuxing took a bite out of the golden flesh in his left hand and the golden flesh in his right hand.
This fruit is precious.
The king watched the young man sip left and right, but felt unsteady, so he closed his eyes, turned around and walked away with his arms folded.
"You sleep on the sofa tonight." Following the king's cold voice, Wen Qiuxing turned around and saw that the servant was already lying on the bed.
What's the matter
After Wen Qiuxing finished eating the fruit in his hand, he went to the bathroom to wash his hands before going to bed.
But he did not accept His Majesty's arrangement, but went directly to the bed, occupying the place where he slept every day.
Facing the King's sullen eyes in the bed, Wen Qiuxing smiled, showing a mouthful of white teeth, almost blinding His Majesty: "I told you, I don't mind sleeping with you at all."
As he said that, the young man who was barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes took a step forward angrily.
All of a sudden, the distance between the two people was shortened.
As expected, Feng Ting retreated hastily.
"Huh?" Wen Qiuxing moved forward again, it's best to squeeze this girl out of bed.
After this kind of tug-of-war of you advancing and retreating has been repeated many times, Feng Ting has no way to retreat behind him, and if he retreats, he will fall down.
When Wen Qiuxing approached him together and crashed directly into his arms, he gritted his teeth and said, "You are really shameless."
"Then you should go to sleep on the sofa." Wen Qiuxing smiled.
It's not bad to sleep in a bed by yourself, hehe.
"..." The king kept his scowling face and did not speak.
According to his acuity, he could clearly feel that the young body of the other party was clinging to him. The warm and flexible touch made his body tense, and he couldn't relax no matter what.
There is also a unique breath lingering at the tip of his nose, teasing his rationality vaguely.
"Feng Ting..." Wen Qiuxing sighed inwardly, hesitantly wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it, he just breathed a little emotionally.
It seemed a little sad and sad.
"Are you thinking about him?" The king was forced into a bit of a panic, but at the same time looked down on Wen Qiuxing's sadness and pain for those who didn't love him: "Deceive yourself."
Wen Qiuxing really wanted to love His Majesty the Sand Sculpture, and he bit the king's collarbone resentfully.
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