this king; that king

From then on, the king found that Ye Song seemed to have become more vulnerable than before, and also became very clingy for no reason.

He was indeed a little angry that day, thinking that after all, he had taught him for so long, and he still disliked it?But after thinking about it, who in the world is not lazy?That's too harsh on Ye Song, after all, it's not good.

The king knew that he had no reason to be angry, but he just refused to admit it. Anyway, he didn't show anger. Ye Song shouldn't find out, right?Unexpectedly, he actually apologized to himself, a trace of guilt was mixed with inexplicable joy, Ye Song still understood himself a little bit.

Then this year's moon cakes will be given to him, so that he and Ting Lan can have a good time, the king thinks so.I didn't expect that he would get the wrong idea, and still want to break up with himself, it's so stupid!

The king involuntarily let him roll back into the carriage.

But the way Ye Song looked at him just now, so what?

Due to his own emotions, the king's most sensitive nerves were immediately touched: Will Ye Song also like himself a little bit?

Go, go, fuck you, you have to be down-to-earth, why do you think so much?If you have nothing to do, you are either rape or steal!

"But I think Ye Song just has a crush on you." The light bulb lying on the king's lap suddenly sounded, and the king blushed in fright: "What are you talking about!"

"Didn't you just talk about Ye Song's eyes? You were still looking out the window and muttering to yourself, saying 'either to rape or to steal'." Light bulb sighed, "In my opinion, he just wants to rape you."

"Fuck you, that word doesn't mean it!" The king scratched the bulb's ear as punishment, but the bulb's words undoubtedly affected him, and the king had inexplicable hope in his heart, if... just in case ...?

Then you have to plan early and find a way to reject it outright!

But since then, Ye Song has been calling Ajin and Ajin all day long, asking about divination techniques and the direction of mana flow.Sometimes the king got annoyed, and joked that he would tell him when he came back from buying food, but he actually ran out and bought a lot of pastries, pudding cakes, macarons, etc., which scared the king and quickly explained that it was a lie , he also shook his head and said that he wanted to give it to the king.

It was the same with the moon cake. Ye Song ignored Ting Lan when he got it, rushed over and cut a large piece and stuffed it into the king's mouth, and asked him with a smile if it was good. He didn't even want the person he liked just to be courteous?

The king sighed, Ye Song might be suffering from some kind of illness.

"Why doesn't Your Majesty try it out?" Bulb asked.

"What did you call me?"

"His Majesty……?"

"Do you still know that I am Your Majesty? Can princes and generals fall in love casually? If you ask such a stupid question again, I will roast you." The king said so, but the movements of his hands did not stop. Follow the fur on the back of the bulb.

The light bulb was silent, and I closed my eyes comfortably and dozed off.But the king was very restless, how about...or try it out?

No, no, this is too scheming, right?

No, it is human instinct to play tricks!And he is the king, how can he be indecisive?If it's time to try, just try, anyway, you won't really become a couple.

The king who made up his mind looked out the window. It had been a week since he was on his way home, and he had just checked and left. This time, he might as well find a nearby place and let Ye Song learn divination before leaving.

Qingxi City, an old animal husbandry city, is rich in water sources. Three rivers converge here to form one, rolling towards the capital.The king vaguely remembered that there was an inn near the big windmill in the city. He had informed the storekeeper during his inspection before, and it seemed to be a good place to stay.

Clothes are of course indispensable. Standing in front of the slowly rotating windmill, the king was dressed in a clean single-flower embroidered white coat, maroon high-waisted overalls, a huge light blue bow tied on a straw hat, and a chocolate bar in his mouth in his pocket. A handful.

"Go, go and put down the luggage, and then come out to practice!" The king said to Ye Song behind him.

Ye Song just watched the king and the light bulb go upstairs.

Ting Lan noticed the strange look in Ye Song's eyes. The way he looked at the king seemed to have changed, but he didn't know what changed.But so far, Ye Song still likes himself, right?In order to confirm this, she deliberately tried to hold Ye Song's arm, and Ye Song did not resist, and went upstairs with her.

"Ah Jin, how do you think my divination is going?" Ye Song tried it once in the stream with the king's hair.

The king didn't answer, he was distracted.Ye Song is wearing a white shirt and maroon straight-leg pants. He wears the same straw hat on his head. He is also a human being. How can there be such a big gap in aesthetics!And he had never seen Ye Song match like this before, how could he feel like a couple's outfit...

"A Jin?"

"Ah...well, it's not bad, but it's a practice that lacks meditation. If you are not proficient in divination, you'd better get in touch with the natural world, otherwise it will be difficult to achieve the effect. Now you try to divination in a bucket with the help of a stream, once you succeed , you will be successful!" The king was obviously expressing his appreciation.

Ye Song looked at the king, ugly or ugly, but it was comforting.

Soon he will be able to try to find out about Cha Tinglan. If she has any problems, he should let the king know, after all, this is also the king's country.

"Okay, then I will continue to practice. If you are tired, go and rest."

The king glanced at him, pursed his lips with a half-smile, turned his head and disappeared gracefully down the stairs of the hotel.

But as soon as he got back to the room, he fell down on the bed in an ungraceful manner, sighing a long time.

"How is it?" Bulb asked with interest while rubbing against the king's neck, "Did you get tested? Does he like you?"

"Try it, but it didn't work out." The king sighed, "No, it should be said that I didn't try it at all."

"Why? Your Majesty is shy?" Light bulb's small front teeth gently rubbed the king's earlobe.

"No! I just... just don't think it's necessary. There's nothing to test... hey." The king turned over and picked up the snowball to stroke its fur.

"Your Majesty has a guilty conscience!" The rabbit shook its tail and smiled wickedly. "A guilty conscience can cause a series of symptoms, such as 'the light bulb is out of favor' and 'the snowball is in favor'. You have hit them all."

"Fuck you, it's not like I'm guilty." The king said, but habitually hugged the light bulb and rubbed the fluff on its back.

"It seems that this guilt is not light..." Light bulb bowed his head.

The king looked up from the bed and looked out the window. There was a blue sky, golden-brown grass and wheat, and a floating brook. Ye Song was practicing seriously, and he was not lazy at all.

His apprentice, his apprentice!

The king became inexplicably happy, and inadvertently grabbed the light bulb's ears severely, only to realize it when he heard the wailing sound, and quickly apologized.

Seeing the light bulb pretending to sleep, the king sighed, and decided to test it once, but doubts arose in his heart: It doesn't seem to matter if it is tested, the question is how to ask better?

The king suddenly heard Ting Lan singing in the shower next door, slapped his forehead, and asked him directly if he still likes Ting Lan or not!

Just as he was about to go down and start questioning, he stood up and sat back down again. Would this be too fast?

This...is not right.

The king fell down and rolled twice, then sat up again playing with his hair.

What's wrong?Isn't Ting Lan singing next door?He also sang very loudly and was seriously out of tune. Isn't it easy to find a topic?And it was obvious that he was singing to Ye Song outside, facing the window, otherwise how could the voice have been facing the same direction and not chaotic?That's a good use of the topic!

It’s a once in a thousand years, this time I can’t be indecisive. I heard that the Countess of the previous court kept a lot of bad faces without telling the Earl. Why should he be afraid of a king who has a little bit of love in his private life!

It turned out that he could only use such obscene words to deceive himself, the king sighed, put on his shoes, and walked towards the door.

"Hey, Ting Lan!" Ye Song's voice suddenly sounded.

The king was taken aback for a moment, his first reaction was that Ye Song was too lazy to practice after being seduced by her, he immediately rolled his big white eyes that could not see the eyeballs in the direction of the balcony, and secretly suppressed his anger and waited to see Ye Song. Loose stupid.

Unexpectedly, Ye Song was completely beyond his expectation.

"Can you keep your voice down? I can't concentrate!"

The suddenly quiet air was filled with an extremely embarrassing smell. The king clearly heard Ting Lan's voice pause like a tape jammed. No one spoke. Ye Song was practicing, and Ting Lan was embarrassed. , the king was eavesdropping, the light bulb was snickering against the snowball, only Morris was playing with the water with his tail, and it was very loud.

"Hey, your majesty, are you still going?"

The king rolled his eyes again: "If you make excuses for me, I'll go."

Bulb stopped talking and continued to sleep on him.

In this way, only one day later, the king said he wanted to leave again.

"Why are you going?" Ye Song asked.

"How can a person like you who is wandering around in the room know what people like us are pursuing!" The king pushed him into the carriage without saying anything clearly.

"Clothes?" Ye Song immediately caught on to the important point. The king deliberately mentioned that he was naked, so it must have something to do with it.

"Wrong, lipstick," said the king.

"Lipstick?"

"Lipstick."

The king returned to the carriage with a sinister smile, Ye Song wanted to ask a question, but there was no chance at all, the king's carriage rushed out like a bullet, Ye Song had never seen him drive the carriage like a hurry .

"Ah Jin is so anxious, I'm going to catch up!" Ting Lan urged.

"Oh, I know, it will be troublesome if I can't keep up." Ye Song could only grit his teeth and speed up to follow.

Ye Song was completely dumbfounded by the next city.

The buildings are of strange shapes, there are everything from clarinet-shaped powder cakes to bullet-shaped bullets, there are many shopping malls, and the roads are criss-crossed like spider webs. The pedestrians on the street are colorful, holding hot drinks such as burning jelly grass in groups, and there is a brand-name bag on the left. A gold bracelet on the right, almost every day in the fashion week.

"Ah—" Standing in front of the hypermarket, the king screamed uncontrollably, "I love this place so much! Move the capital! Move the capital—!"

Not only Ye Song, but Ting Lan was also dumbfounded. She involuntarily touched her lips without makeup. For the first time, this place made her feel that she had been lurking away from life for too long.

"Here?" Ye Song secretly asked the light bulb.

"I know it after seeing it. This is a famous fashion city. There is a lipstick going on sale tonight. There are [-] pieces in the world, but only [-] pieces in China. All of them are in this shopping mall. At seven o'clock, the war begins." Bulb explained. "Your Majesty... the young master rushed over as soon as he heard the news. He likes it very much... What's 'rose color'? I don't understand..."

"Then why doesn't Ah Jin use his power to ask the merchant to keep one for himself?"

"The law of the unknown country is set by the young master. Officials are not allowed to interfere with the direction of the sale of these goods. No matter how big the official is, he has to grab the goods himself, but it is hard for himself, and he can set an example." Light bulb shook his head and said.

Although Ye Song had seen the king painted with makeup, he still couldn't imagine the king's full face, so he couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "My lord, it's not very good-looking, what should I buy..."

Unexpectedly, the king heard it, and his smile disappeared like a bubble in an instant.

"Ye Song," the king couldn't tell whether to be serious or to bear his anger, "Why do people pursue fashion? Why do they wear makeup? It's to make themselves look more beautiful! If only those who feel beautiful are qualified to become more beautiful, then we Ugly people don’t want to stand up for the rest of their lives! It’s everyone’s right to be good-looking, gender is nothing! Besides, have you ever seen me wear heavy makeup? If you can give an example, I’ll give you ten kowtows.”

Ye Song was so choked that he couldn't say a word, he really couldn't imagine when the king wore heavy makeup.

"It's a pity, apprentice. I originally thought that the basic elements of our friendship were character and mutual understanding, but I didn't expect...it was still bound by appearance." The king lowered his head, and the spotlights of the mall shone on The top of his head made his face dark and blurred, "If I look better, are you willing to accompany me to grab lipstick? Are you willing to seriously practice your divination from the beginning? Then I'm so sorry for having this face, it hurt your eyes."

That one sentence actually made the king think so much, and Ye Song captured the cry in the king's last sentence.

Ye Song's heart twitched tightly. He used to quarrel with the king, and he would not be moved by the king's troubles. Now, he suddenly felt a sense of crisis.

Ye Song began to get nervous, but he didn't know what to say to the king.

The king turned his head away, but Ye Song still couldn't see his expression, so he could only take the address slip that the king handed over in a dull manner: "You go to the hotel first... This is the address, I will go shopping first, and I will find you right away. Sorry to lose my temper with you."

After finishing speaking, the king plunged into the crowd of the shopping mall without even kneeling down to hold the light bulb. Ye Song just watched the figure of the king in a gray Scottish checkered coat being submerged in the fashionable crowd.

Bulb sighed, pushed the snowball to Morris, and followed quickly into it.

Ye Song just stood at the entrance of the shopping mall, until Ting Lan couldn't bear to take his hand before he came back to his senses.

"Let's talk at the hotel." Ye Song shook his hand away, intentionally not to sit with her, and drove away in the king's car.