this king; that king

The king regained some strength, so he got out of the car and went for a walk, looking for the meat, and found that Ye Song had shot a wild pigeon and was roasting it with Morris.

"How can you cut a pigeon with a sword?" the king asked with a question mark on his head.

"No, I told him to shoot with a bow and arrow after returning to the camp." Morris replied instead of the master.

"The little cheap dog said that the pigeon has ghosts," Ye Song replied, and then handed a note to the king, "When the pigeon was on the ground just now, he saw something tied to the pigeon's leg."

"I can see it too..." The king couldn't help feeling sorry for his short-sightedness, but Morris replied calmly, "I just think it's not right that there are pigeons staying here, so I noticed it."

The king unfolded the note, which was full of strange words. It seems that Ye Song asked him to help because he couldn't understand.

"This is the dialect of the Northern Kingdom," said the king. "It has its own independent script. It probably means...the failure of the plan, the loss of contact with the internal staff, etc..."

The king suddenly remembered what the light bulb said to himself:

"Ye Song said that he saw a man-high mantle in the woods, and His Majesty's cry came from inside, so he broke it and found you. He didn't expect to hurt Xueqiu. According to my guess, that mantle is the man under Snowball's rage. The 'jail' created will give people hallucinations about things they fear. It's just that I don't know why Snowball is there..."

In other words, there are people sent by the North Kingdom in the woods?They waited for the opportunity to find the opportunity to wipe them out one by one!

But why use flying pigeons to pass books?Isn't this too corny?And who is it for?Could it be that they got it on purpose?

Who is the so-called insider?The internal response lost contact... Could it really be Ting Lan?She's in a coma, so can't plan anything?

The king broke out in a cold sweat, turned his head and returned to the carriage without saying a word.

No, before Ting Lan wakes up, she must do her own affairs well and leave this ghostly place as soon as possible!

After so many days, someone should have seen the smoke they made. It seemed that the monsters around the forest were extraordinary. We had to go and see Snowball first to find out what spell made him go berserk.

"Wave technique."

The king turned his head, and the little Shiba Inu stood behind him.

"I saw you walking this way, maybe to check the injury, I have already checked, don't disturb it to sleep, it is the mania caused by the fluctuation, just like the mental fluctuation of divination." Shiba Inu raised its paw to dissuade it shape.

The king immediately took a deep breath, thanked Morris and rushed back to the light bulb.

"Northern people did it, they are in the forest, they are ready to kill us at any time, we can't wait for the construction team, we have to fight, otherwise we are all going to die here, I have a plan, I'm afraid you have to help me with your injuries. "The king began to rummage through the boxes in a hurry.

"Yes."

Just after digging out a few things, he heard someone calling him.

"Ajin."

When the king turned his head, Ye Song leaned out of the carriage window and poked his head out, with half of his clean fingers stretched out, blinking his eyes to greet him.

Seeing Ye Song like this, the king's ears warmed up suddenly: "What...what are you doing?"

"No... I just want to talk to you. I thought about what you said a few days ago. I..."

The king interrupted him tactfully: "Okay, okay, I'll tell you to go to that pretentious place tonight, I'm busy."

"Oh..." Ye Song left with a helpless and disappointed expression.

The king stared at his back for a while, then suddenly grabbed his hair and yelled irritably: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! He's so unbelievable! Get out of here!"

"Your Majesty, I'm injured and I can't roll..." Bulb replied.

"I'm not talking about you!"

"Then who is His Majesty talking about?"

"I...? I... Oh, I'm so annoying, I'm talking about myself!" The king simply buried his head in his work in anger, and didn't say anything anymore.

Looking at the king's appearance, the bulb shook his head with a half-smile: "Your Majesty, let's have a good talk with him tonight."

Thinking about what the light bulb said, the king walked towards the place he had agreed with Ye Song.

Ye Song had been waiting there a long time ago, still the same, looking at the sky full of stars in a trance.

"It's cloudier tonight," said the king.

Ye Song raised his head. The king was wearing a milky white cloak embroidered with silver cranes. Inside was a very incongruous but very beautiful hakama. His hair style was very ordinary. Only a silver chopstick was fixed on it. On his neck was a huge turquoise stone. There was a dim light.

"It's really... It's not a ceremony to dress so well twice." Ye Song smiled wryly.

"That's not okay. You want to chat with me to show that you trust me. Why don't I make this ugly face look better? It's coming into autumn, and it's cold in the forest at night. It doesn't matter if you wear more clothes." The king didn't hold a fan, but Even playing with the small sachet, he sat down and stopped talking.

"Ah Jin, I thought about what you said before, and suddenly I changed my mind." Ye Song said, "I think... I'd better wait a little longer, maybe it would be better to just watch her from the sidelines."

"Ye Song," the king paused, and the corners of his mouth twitched speciously, "I hope you won't regret every decision you make, and don't want to take back every day you live. This is the most important thing in life." .”

The bottom of Ye Song's heart was like the strings of a piano being twitched, and Lingling trembled.

"Someone said this to me many years ago," Ye Song raised his head and said, "but it's not as simple as it sounds."

The king looked at his profile looking up, those eyes were so hazy, as if he were watching something very far away.

The king could not help thinking that his apprentice was a gentle man, and that was all the more agreeable for that.His eyes, his breath, his smell, and his fingertips all made the king feel as if they were carefully crafted by the heavens and sent to him.

It's a pity that there is no fate after all.

But the king felt ecstasy in his heart, and the first step of his plan was about to succeed.

With mixed feelings, he gave a wry smile.

"Who is that man?" the king asked with a smile.

"It's my deceased mother." Ye Song replied.

"Ah... sorry, I was abrupt." The king immediately restrained his smile and said.

"No...it's not, Jin, I'm glad to hear other people agree with this sentence." Ye Song turned his head instead and smiled back.

The king lowered his head for a moment, then raised his eyes and said, "I have never seen my mother, I only know what she looks like in the portrait."

Ye Song recalled that the light bulb said that the king's mother died of dystocia, and he didn't know what to say, so he could only smile wryly: "Come on, then we are just two motherless children talking about life now."

"I'm sorry...I..." The king shook his head.

"No such thing, it's rare for me to see you so gentle." Ye Song's voice sounded as calm as a stream, and like a magnet, as if it had magical powers.

The king's face became hot inexplicably. He knew that this should... not be a real liking, but he just wanted to get close to Ye Song.

But no, he managed to bring up the topic of Ye Song's mother, so he couldn't let the opportunity go for nothing.

"Aunt... sounds like a very wise person," said the king.

"Really!" Ye Song smiled so happily that the king thought he had misjudged the wrong person.

"Without her... You really worked hard. You can still maintain such an optimistic attitude. It really makes me feel ashamed. I really don't know how you survived."

"No... just live like this. Anyway, people are born, old, sick and die. Instead of being sad, it's better to move forward and spend your life well." Ye Song said.

"It's true..." The king didn't expect Ye Song to pour chicken soup for his soul instead.

"Anyway, I have a lot of things in the past, and it would take me all night to talk about it. It doesn't matter if I don't sleep, but you can't." Ye Song joked.

"Hey, then tell me about your past! Anyway, I haven't read other people's lives for a long time." The king said, "Just one night, let him go."

"Really?" Ye Song looked in disbelief.

"of course!"

"Okay," Ye Song thought for a while, put his hands on the king's shoulders, and looked straight at him with bright eyes, "You have to promise me one condition."

"Go ahead."

"In the future, you must eat obediently, and you are not allowed to go hungry."

The king was shocked, his face was flushed red: "You...know all about it?"

"Your stomach was still growling when I carried you back. Be obedient and eat well, you know?" Ye Song said like a big brother.

"Oh, I know! You are so annoying! Tell me!" The king pinched Ye Song's face hard.

So Ye Song smiled and started talking like a storyteller.

About 17 years ago, a second young master came out of Dongguo Yefu.

Pine, the name bestowed by the master, on the surface it is hoped that it will be as tough as a pine tree, but in secret you will hear the maids in the mansion gossip, and you will know that it was taken casually.

Ye Song's mother, Xin Shi, is a concubine, and she is no different from a maid on weekdays, at most she has two more clothes.The girl in charge also called her aunt, but she didn't bow her head, let alone be polite.The master was drunk that day, and seeing her poor and beautiful in the market, he felt a pity, so he brought her into the mansion. Compassion has always been more than love.

Ye's eldest son, born in the royal family, is handsome and handsome. When he was born, he asked a magician to come to see him. , not prosperous family, mediocrity".

Ye Song knew from childhood that he was no match for his elder brother.

He didn't understand, the same son, is there such a big gap between him and his elder brother?

The third young master of the Ye family is also from the main family, but he is an omega, even his own mother doesn't bother to care about him, but he has been spoiled by his elder brother since childhood.Ye Song sometimes eavesdropped on his father's night conversation with his wife, planning to find a good family to marry his third younger brother early, so that he could be taken care of by others, and also provide a backer for the Ye family.

Ye Song couldn't understand why parents' love for their children was not as selfless as Mr. taught, but intertwined with interests.

When he secretly asked the husband, the husband said: "This is the norm of ethics."

Ye Song never felt that the third brother was inferior to others, and he was unwilling to believe in any moral principles.His father didn't like him very much either, he was very active, and his reading was only so-so and barely passed. The husband said that he was talented in magic arts, but it was extremely difficult to break through. He simply stopped practicing and played with swords and guns every day.

Gradually, he became famous for peeing, and the neighbors rumored that he was a deviant. The eldest brother and the third younger brother arranged marriages early, but no one came to make a baby marriage with him.

His mother loved him the most in the world, but his mother was too weak, and she never recovered from the illness.

Ye Song still remembers that the night his mother left was the Lantern Festival when he was five years old. The house was lit with dancing candles, and the sound of fireworks could be heard from time to time. In the dark room, not even a girl was seen. Stop his mother and son.

There was blood on the corner of the mother's mouth, and she couldn't wipe it anymore. It was so dry, but her hand was still comforting the crying son lying on her body, listening to him keep saying that if he was gone, he would not want to live anymore. .

"No, Song'er," the mother's voice was like a silk, "you have to live a good life, and you have to live so that you don't regret it. Every decision and every day must be treated with heart."

Ye Song was still crying, and it got worse. Seeing that he was crying miserably, his mother used up her last breath and ordered him sternly: "Go out, mother needs to rest."

Ye Song had no choice but to salute and exit the door.

He saw his mother smile lightly in the dark, and he smiled back.

After my mother fell asleep, she never woke up again.

Ye Fu died as a maidservant and was buried hastily. Ye Song only saw his father sigh, but did not see him cry.

Ye Song is still cheerful, loves to laugh, and doesn't cry when he is punished. The third brother comes to care about him, and he also tells stories to his younger brother, but he feels that there is something wrong with his living environment, and he doesn't know where it is.

Maybe it's his own problem.

The author has something to say:

Remembering to kill again is very annoying and jumpable