this king; that king

Seeing Mo Le's persistent and suppressed angry expression, the king was afraid, but he couldn't escape.

The Kings can't let Jason win big.

Soon, the king's expression turned into a smug and arrogant smile naturally and smoothly, forming a strong sense of strangeness on his unattractive face, and the slightly raised corner of the sickly expression The mouth was cold and stern, like the cold wind in winter: "I thought you would find out sooner, but I didn't expect your brain to be so useless! Why should I help you? Of course a king will suppress waste products again and again Self-esteem, this is the most basic, isn’t it?”

"Scrap...? Are we trash?" Mo Le frowned. He didn't expect the king to show a hideous face, and he fell back to the ground with a plop as if he was shocked.

"It's a pity that you can't see the miserable appearance of Jason after I played with him—that pitiful appearance looks like crawling out of a garbage dump, it looks so good!" The king bent down and grabbed him. He said viciously, "Today, you will remember that I am His Majesty the King of this country—the bastard who made your family restless! If I can abandon you once, I can abandon you twice!"

After finishing speaking, the king threw Mo Le back to the ground, turned his head like a triumphant general on the battlefield, and left without hesitation.

Moller laughed, madly and sadly, then lowered his head and muttered hoarsely: "Okay... Your Majesty... well done!"

But he didn't see the king who mercilessly uttered a series of vicious lies. The moment he turned his head, his nose was red, and unstoppable tears fell down on the cold stone slab under his feet.

Ye Song was waiting for the king at the entrance of the cave. The king subconsciously raised his shoulders, tilted his head away, and brushed his bangs with his hands to hide his expression.

"Bulb." The king didn't look at the road, but just staggered a few steps towards an unknown direction, and managed to choke out a whisper.

"Bulb has been quite tired for the past two days, I asked him to come here by himself at the banquet." Ye Song followed the king and replied.

"Light bulb, light bulb." The king still didn't look up, and didn't say anything else, as if that was his only lifeline.

"Ah Jin..." Ye Song stepped forward and wanted to help the king's shoulder, but felt the king tremble suddenly, knocked his hand back, raised his head suddenly and stared at Ye with teary eyes. Song roared: "Find me the light bulb!"

Ye Song reached out and clasped the king's wrist tightly, and the king was struggling like a bird in a cage: "Don't touch me!"

"Ah Jin!" Ye Song firmly held the king steady, "Look, I'm your apprentice, just your apprentice! I won't talk nonsense about the secrets of the master—so you can trust me."

The king looked at Ye Song carefully, it was the first time he saw his apprentice show such a firm and gentle expression.

The king bowed his head and paused.

What is he doing these days?To drag Ye Song into this mansion for some useless things of his own, he shouldn't have told him that there was a task for him in the first place, whether he can learn something here depends entirely on whether he can seize the opportunity, This side-to-side indefiniteness should not be an excuse.

He seems to have never looked directly at the person in front of him, never thought about the various troubles his every move has brought to Ye Song, and apologized to Mo Le just because of the immobilization technique before, but he never thought about it. An apology should be made to Ye Song who tolerated his countless malicious actions.

Sure enough, emotions that shouldn't be there make people hard to think, and should be completely eradicated.

The king had long guessed that his feelings would be a temporary headache, but when he really lost it, he was still at a loss.

In order to avoid troubles, it is true that everything should not have a beginning from the very beginning, and all signs should be killed. He disciplined himself too loosely.

When the king decided to let Ye Song come as an apprentice, he had already made up his mind to keep a distance from him. He also expected that he would regret his extreme actions in the future, but he never thought that it would be such an embarrassing situation now.

What a loser he is.

But Ye Song was not aware of the subtle changes in his image in the eyes of the king.

The king didn't look up, but asked quietly, "What did the light bulb tell you that night?"

"Nothing." Ye Song replied.

"I guess you already know about me and Jason, don't you? Also about Yan and Wan, and about my usurping the throne?" the king asked with a slight smile.

Ye Song was a little surprised, but replied without changing his face: "Yes. Did you hear that?"

"Ah, of course not," replied the king, with some sarcasm in his tone, "according to my understanding, you should be very annoying to my character, because I have done too many things to you before. Most people have heard me There will only be two reactions, one is that I feel hypocritical and extremely disgusting, and the other is that I feel pity, you are very likely to be the latter, that's all."

Ye Song stopped talking, and gradually let go of the hands holding the king.

"No one, no one should make friends with me out of pity, so please do what you do. But I have to admit, in the end...Jason won."

After the king finished speaking, he raised his head, smiled and raised his hand and patted Ye Song's shoulder neatly, "Thank you for being the latter! I'm sorry to trouble you, I'm fine, get ready to go, before the banquet is over."

The king happily turned around and ran back to the banquet scene, but his expression sank for a moment. Ye Song looked at the king's back and looked around in a little bewilderment.

He seemed to see a deep, vast, shimmering sea of ​​stars reflected in the king's eyes.

Ye Song shook his head, he must have been delusional, maybe it was just tears.

The banquet was in full swing, but the two and three demons sadly left the gate of the Bania Mansion. The king brought a large wooden box in addition to his luggage, which was filled with snacks and delicacies on the banquet table.

Ye Song saw that the king used the useless means of taking away the food to retaliate, and he kept stroking the snowball with his soft hand proudly and pretentiously, his eyes were red, he must have cried violently in front of the light bulb just now, he couldn't help but Some want to laugh, I really don't know what the king is happy about.

Speaking of which, the king's hand should be the thinnest part of the whole body, right?You can see the protruding tendons and knuckles of your hands, and they are smooth and supple. If you want to say that the fly in the ointment is that they are not slender enough, nor fair enough, and there is also a raised middle finger caused by starting to hold the pen too early.

Speaking of which, the king seemed to be illiterate before the light bulb could transform into a human form, which means that he never held a pen. Where did the bump come from?

The king felt that Ye Song was looking at him, and immediately trembled unnaturally, turned his head and said, "If you look at me again, there will be no flowers on my head."

"I didn't watch it." Ye Song replied without turning his head.

"Oh, I didn't expect you to be arrogant and duplicity on the surface!" The king sneered, "But remember, this is the kind of person I hate the most."

"Huh? Who said I'm duplicity..." Ye Song blushed a little.

"Look, look, are you here?" The king rolled his eyes, which were completely invisible, dissatisfied, "The thing that makes me very uncomfortable is: this kind of person is always awkward, and he doesn't like to say it clearly, so that people can't guess I can’t tell which of his words are true and which are false. It’s precisely this kind of person that makes it difficult for me to see through, and I feel very dangerous and don’t want to get close.”

Ye Song stopped talking, he didn't know how to continue.

The king was still the same, and gave everyone a step down very familiarly: "It doesn't matter to you, anyway, you are so stupid that people can't doubt his loyalty. Anyway, go to the road ahead and take a taxi. I will wait for you here."

"You're stupid." Ye Song left, obediently ran to take a taxi.

Soon Ye Song waved to the king, thinking that the black one next to him was a public carriage, the king squinted his eyes to confirm for a while, and then ran forward.

"What were you looking at just now?" the king asked in order to ease the atmosphere when everyone was silent after getting into the car.

"Ah...you have a protruding knot on your hand. That should be caused by holding a pen when you were very young, right? But you couldn't read before I heard that the light bulb said that he could transform into a human form." Ye Song replied.

"Oh, this?" The king poked the bump with the nail of his left hand mischievously, "Actually, I liked to scribble when I was a child. There was still a pen in that small room, but I only started to formally learn to hold it later." It's just a pen."

"Hmm..." Ye Song stopped talking. Although he was still a little curious, it didn't seem right to ask further.

"I was very curious when I was young, but it's really immature to scribble with a pen by myself." The king knew that Ye Song wanted to ask a few more questions, but he didn't know what Ye Song wanted to ask, so he just casually gave something similar In the words of karma, "Until now, my pen-holding posture is not very correct, because I have been used to it since I was a child, and the light bulb follows me."

Ye Song nodded, showing his understanding: "Are we going to the next city now?"

"Not so fast, go back to the palace to get two clothes and some dry food on the way, and then go to the city wall to have a look." The king replied.

"Aren't you going to take a look at the living conditions of the local people?" Ye Song asked.

"Oh, not bad, he knows how to be a king!" The king praised with a smile, "But I am very relieved of the owner of this city. He has not had any problems for more than 30 years. He was on the way to Bania Mansion before. I have seen the bazaar, and the situation is very good, Changyuan City can directly skip this link."

Ye Song thought that the king would call him a fool, and then find a reason to refute, but unexpectedly, the king seemed to be more than a little kind to him.

Once again the king began to feel frightened.

His palms were sweating, and the faint aura emanating from Ye Song made him feel strange, as if someone had strangled his neck in the midst of a rebellious army, unable to move no matter what.

The king tugged at his collar. It's normal for his body to feel strange about the smell of alpha, as long as his brain doesn't like these dregs. The experience of the past few days seems to have verified this point.

A shadow of the past has made him unconsciously linger for hundreds of years, which is enough to reveal the horror of emotion.

Not only love, even ordinary bondage between people will stop his brain from functioning, and he misses Yan and Wan.

He couldn't imagine how many years, hundreds of years, or thousands of years he would hold on to it if the light bulb was gone, until the world withered and the world was gone.

It seemed that he must keep his distance from his apprentices, the king thought, clenching his fists and looking at his own silhouette staring contemptuously on the window pane of the carriage.

"Bulb," the king suddenly ordered, "find a place where no one will see and change back into a human form, and then go to the Changyuan City Lord to let him pay attention to the situation in Bania Mansion, lest this kid rebel."

"Yes." The bulb nestled next to Snowball comfortably arched the king's arm with his back.

In the afternoon, the carriage of the king and others set off from the palace with a sway, and drove away from Changyuan City.

After a long time, I did not see the stone road in the city.

"Ah Jin! Did we go the wrong way?" Ye Song poked his head out of the car and shouted towards the front.

"How do I know? I don't know the way!" The king responded from the carriage ahead.

"That's right. This is a long way. You can go to a small town on the side first and then enter the big city." The light bulb suddenly poked its head out of the passage behind Ye Song and replied.

"A small town?"

"That's right, the few cities in front of the capital are a whole commercial transportation line, and many of the small towns on the side are emerging in the new textile industry that has been all the rage recently. Your Majesty will go around from the frontier after inspecting these places. Go to the outskirts." Bulb nodded.

"So that's how it is..." Ye Song nodded thoughtfully, "Hey, I've always wanted to ask, why is the capital located by the sea?"

"Well... it was decided by our ancestors. It is said that because navigation was not developed in the past and there were many enemy troops on land, it is safer to rely on the sea. But your majesty does not want to move the capital, because after all, you can enjoy the prosperity here. The convenience brought by the transportation network." The light bulb opened up a series of strings, "By the way, why do you want to ask this all of a sudden?"

Ye Song just shook his head: "Just talking casually."

The king who heard all this by the entrance of the cave immediately became suspicious, Ye Song asked what is this for?Could it be the instructions from Dongguo?What do they want to know?

The king immediately pulled Light Bulb by the waistband of his trousers and pulled him back from the hole, and pressed him on the seat: "It's fine if you tell Ye Song about me, why are you talking about the capital city?"

"Is there anything I can't say? The history of the capital is something that every tourist will hear about when they visit the Nameless Country." Light Bulb said.

"Those are tourists! And Ye Song... came here with the special approval of the emperor, and he might be instructed to inquire about something. God knows what questions he would have asked if I hadn't brought you back!" the king let go of his hand. .

"Didn't Your Majesty hire him as an apprentice just because he trusted him?" Light Bulb asked.

"I haven't believed that far yet." The king rolled his eyes.

"I understand your concern," said the light bulb, "but there is no need to be so nervous about such a little thing, you will be exhausted."

The king stopped talking, lowered his eyelids for a while, and fell asleep leaning against the light bulb on his side.