#mostlyratbased

Sqh, slurping: this is so good! Its nothing like I’ve ever tasted 🤤

Mbj: ☺️

Sqh, looks down and sees a bandage on mbj’s stomach: ! Are you hurt ?!

Mbj, satisfied: 😌 this is nothing, my flesh will grow back

Shang Qinghua finds out when he accidentally ends up tripping over his robe—somehow tearing it at the crotch—as Mobei-Jun lounges on the edge of his bed.

Shang Qinghua falls directly in line to Mobei-Juns pussy. Now he’s lying there on top of his king silently waiting for him to be killed for taking his virginity.

He and Shen Qingqiu sitting around a small table, gossiping and such, when they start talking about their lives in the modern world.

Eventually, Shen Qingqiu asks him what was his original name?

“It’s only fair I know since you know mine.”

Shang Qinghua laughs at his prissy tone. “Alright, alright, I’ll tell you it’s…” he pauses. His smile drops as he tries to think back.

Shen Qingqiu raises an eyebrow at him and asks, slightly concerned, “Airplane?”

Shang Qinghua waves his hands around saying “No, no, I’m good. Just hold on I got it!” He tries again. He thinks to his old life. Blurry memories. Shadows of people he can’t name. They call out to him but he can’t hear them.

He hunts humans down—usually enemies or the “too nosy” human cultivator—and butchers them. He knows which parts of the human his wife likes and saves it to be eaten raw.

Sqh, trifling threw his collection of cures: don’t worry my king 😅 this servant will surely help you

Sqh hands him a vial of the cure☺️

Mbj drops the vial.

As the cure puddles by their feet, mbj whips out his handy immortal binding cables.

Mbj, glaring: I need a new cure

Sqh: uh

Shang Qinghua sighs and pinches his nose, “ My king, do you have to follow me when I use the pot too?”