He didn't look like he was scrolling mindlessly—more like reviewing imperial memorials.
Shen Wei couldn't help but set down her teacup, reminded of how Li Yuanjing used to handle state affairs. Annoyed, she tapped her forehead, as if trying to erase the memory.
But memories couldn't be deleted.
Whether Shen Wei loved Li Yuanjing or not, the two had genuinely spent sixty or seventy years together.
Time was long enough to turn dripping water into ice, or wear away stone.
Shen Wei discreetly pricked up her ears, trying to catch what Li Yuanjing was watching. Faintly, she heard a cold, robotic voice from his phone—
["Now pay attention, this man is called Xiao Shuai..."]
Shen Wei silently closed her eyes.
He was watching TikTok...
She simply couldn't reconcile the emperor of Qing State with TikTok.
Meanwhile, Huo Ze sent several more messages in the chat window. Shen Wei picked up her phone and snapped a photo of Li Yuanjing.
[Shen Wei]: "Look into this man's background."
