this king; that king

Ting Lan keenly finds that she has more chances to seduce Ye Song than before. When Ye Song is frustrated, it is best to take advantage of it.

She didn't understand why Ye Song didn't talk to the king for no reason. Could it be because he didn't learn divination well and was scolded too much by the king?

Isn't that because I deliberately backfired on him?Wow, that was really wrong, she had to admire her luck, and accidentally broke the king and Ye Song.

But in the forest, the king was really ruthless. He hurt her familiar so badly that she had to be sent back to the north for recuperation. Fortunately, the king was not unfriendly or hostile to her, that is to say, the king did not find her He probably didn't like Ye Song to that extent.

But hurting the king's life was indeed not her goal, but the king was injured, and the injury was inexplicable. Could it be that someone else was targeting the king?

Ting Lan pressed her ear to the wall, listening to the conversation in the king's room, but she couldn't hear anything. She wanted to use the peeping spell, but was knocked back by the spell barrier. That's right, the king couldn't do this. s things.

Ting Lan sighed, it seems that she still has to hook up with Ye Song for a while, then she will have to get some injections and pretend that she is an Omega.

This is also the only thing she loves about the king—Omega's body is really too troublesome. It is really annoying to have to take inhibitors and protect the neck, and has to pretend to be an Alpha wolf guard.

Ye Song here is being confused by the king, what happened to the king?Why did he suddenly say that he wanted to ignore himself?This is not right!

At first he was also angry with the king, how could there be such unreasonable people in the world?What kind of friends are you?

But after thinking about it, the king... is he afraid?So that's why you got rid of everything?He also began to understand why the king was easy to attract small animals. Maybe the king himself didn't realize it, but he was the one who was most like a small animal.

How do you usually treat cats?Shunmao?Maybe the king is more like a dog, but he is not like Morris at all, and rabbits are even more unrelated to the king.fox?Kings are not so dexterous.Bear?It doesn't look that chunky either.

Yes, the king should be - Panda!It doesn't seem right...

Ye Song shook his head, trying to get rid of these thoughts. Since the king is stubborn, he might as well just spread out all the words and be honest with each other. How to handle it is the king's own problem.

Thinking, he knocked on the king's door again.

"What else are you here for? Didn't you agree the day before yesterday not to talk to His Majesty?" Light Bulb asked in a low voice.

"I...I have something to tell Ah Jin, just say it to me alone, don't need him to talk to me, anyway... Anyway, I want Ah Jin to come out for a while." Ye Song didn't know how to express it .

"Did you hear that? Your Majesty, let you go out."

"I didn't hear that." The king sighed, but he still stood up from his chair, put on a sable cloak, and walked out of the room helplessly.

"Come on, apprentice." Light bulb secretly compared Ye Song's heart, and then closed the door.

The king didn't speak, just leaned against the wall, didn't look at Ye Song, and tapped his fingers on the wall impatiently, maybe hoping that he would finish speaking quickly.

"Ajin... Your Majesty... No, anyway, I went to the mall that day..."

Ye Song didn't know how to organize his words, so he could only open his clenched palms and stretch them out to the king's eyes.

That's the lipstick the king wanted.

The champagne-gold shell glistens gently under the soft corridor light, the rose mark in the center is carved finely, and the words "#224玫称" are printed on the top in standard fonts.

The king was taken aback, but still didn't speak, but looked into Ye Song's eyes in amazement, those eyes were full of sincerity and tenderness.

"Anyway, that's what happened..." Ye Song explained, "I felt quite embarrassed that night. After all, I can't treat a person in this way. I feel very sorry for you, so I went back to the mall and went to I grabbed a piece of that lipstick and brought it back to you, and then——then I went to Ting Lan for divination, because I wanted to know who she was, and I saw that the stitches that helped me mend clothes belonged to you, so... I just I wanted to try it, but I didn’t expect that I would go out and make my own way if my skills were not up to par, which would embarrass you as a teacher..."

The king's lips parted slightly, and he was so choked that he couldn't react.

What the hell is this?What were you thinking about before?

"I originally wanted to give you the lipstick when you came back, but I fainted... Anyway, I didn't mean to disrespect you, and besides, you look really good in that black suit... You It doesn't matter if you want to forgive me or not."

After finishing speaking, Ye Song spread his arms and embraced, holding lipstick in one hand and leaving the other empty, and asked with a smile:

"Now I let you make a choice, okay? If you still don't want to talk to me, then take the lipstick and go back to the room. If you want to make up, just grab my empty hand. No matter how many times you want me to apologize, It doesn't matter."

The king's reaction was faster than he expected, and naturally he took the lipstick without hesitation.

Is it still like this...?

Ye Song didn't believe it. He grabbed the king's hand and forced the king to turn over and look at him: "No, you can only choose this side."

The king wanted to shake off his hand, but he didn't have enough strength, so he could only stare at him without speaking.

"You still ignore me, right?" Ye Song gritted his teeth, risked being beaten by the king, hugged him up, buried his head in the king's neck, and said in a low voice:

"Ajin, I was really wrong, good boy, don't be awkward, okay?"

The king's face turned red all of a sudden, his whole body was on fire, his heart was pounding, anger and helplessness intertwined, and also mixed with regret, he hesitated for a moment, raised his arms, and gently embraced Ye Loose shoulders.

Ye Song was surprised, and it worked, but he didn't expect that the king would cry again. At first, he was crying against his shoulder, but after ten seconds, it turned into crying, and he kept clinging to him and refused to let go. Open, the hands are getting tighter and tighter.

"Okay, okay, don't cry, do you forgive me?" Ye Song asked.

He vaguely heard the person in his arms extrude a weeping "hmm", Ye Song finally heaved a sigh of relief, God, this shit is finally over!

However, this incident also taught him a trick: To deal with such a stubborn person, one should tell a lot of truth, to see if he is still stubborn.

When the king left his shoulders, he had returned to his usual indifferent expression, but his eyes and cheeks were a little red.Ye Song patted the king's head affectionately, said good night, and watched the king go back to his room.

Before closing the door, the king secretly looked back at Ye Song, unexpectedly, Ye Song found out and gave him a clean and bright smile.

The king rolled his eyes and closed the door dryly.

Ye Song shook his head with a wry smile, and walked towards his room.

The king lay on the door and listened to the movement outside for a long time, until the sound of Ye Song's footsteps disappeared completely, then he smiled blushingly, turned back to the indifferent mode, and began to criticize the melody.

"Your Majesty, my heart is excited, and my heart is full of spring, so don't pretend to be calm. Anyway, it's you who said 'it's impossible to be together', so it's okay to be happy, and we won't be together anyway." Fat Rabbit Kick the snowball lightly with your legs to tease it.

"Well, make an exception." The king put down his pen and fell silent.

The only sound in the room was the crackling of the stove.

After a while, the king suddenly stood up, jumped around the room like a crazy woman, and threw out the memorials like flower petals: "Ye Song is so cute! Super— —Cute! Ah! He gave me lipstick!"

In the end, the king threw himself on the bed, blushing like a girl in first love, buried his head in the quilt and pursed his lips and smiled. The light bulb could feel the king's overflowing happiness through the quilt. He heard the king say: "A little bit of muscle on his back feels warm when hugged, it's so comfortable! Holding him to sleep makes the whole body feel safe!"

"This is the most candid day for His Majesty in more than 100 years. Congratulations." Bulb said.

"Okay, that's enough, let me sort out the melodies." The king straightened up, and in an instant he suppressed all the excited expression and voice back to the bottom of the box. Man can imagine what he was thinking just now.

"Yes."

The king was very satisfied with his ability. Apart from crying, he could perfectly control the expressions on his face. It seemed that he had learned it slowly since Jason separated from him.

Or it should be said that his normal state is to separate the emotions in his heart from the expressions on his face, and he has always done this to Ye Song.

But just now, he felt that he seemed to have shown too much true affection to him unintentionally.

From now on, he will redouble his restraint.

The king stood up, tidied his clothes, returned to the table, picked up a pen, and started working without distraction.

On the other side, Ye Song was confused.

It was really the king who mended the clothes for him, which means that Ting Lan is really taking the king's credit.

Then there is no need to divination for Ting Lan.Ye Song had never known his direction so clearly. If Ting Lan had any problems, he would stand in the united front with the king without hesitation.

He knew more clearly that his love for Ting Lan had disappeared unknowingly.

Ye Song has never been so clear about his feelings, and he can't explain why.

His master is more worthy of his affection than love.

He no longer has love for Ting Lan, he doesn't feel that his life has changed a lot, but if the king has any troubles, he will run to coax him, obviously the king is not as fond of coquetry as Ting Lan.

Maurice had asked him if he had any unusual feelings for the king.

No, it's not, it's just getting used to the peace of mind of the other party's existence.

If the time came and he was going back to the Eastern Kingdom, what kind of expression would the king say to say goodbye to him?Without the king for the rest of his life, would he miss his time in the Nameless Country?

For the king, he Ye Song is just a passerby. In the endless time of the king, he will also grow older and older, and finally become a silhouette that slips by in a hurry when the king recalls the past.

Ye Song has never expected to leave traces in another person's life like this, not even his third younger brother who is valued by him.He hoped that the king would not forget him even if hundreds or thousands of years passed, even if dynasties changed and people's hearts went up and down.

The king has lived for so many years, and the weather has changed a lot in his heart, so the situation will not change for him.But as long as there is a king in Ye Song's life, it will always be sunny.

At this time, he noticed the kid selling newspapers downstairs.

There seemed to be some news about Dongguo printed on the front page, because he saw a picture of the Dongguo Palace, Ye Song's heart suddenly hung up, did something happen?

The instinctive sense of crisis in his hometown made him vigilant, and he opened the window to greet the child: "Can you give me a newspaper?"

"Yes, sir, eight cents."

Ye Song threw the money to the child and took out the newspaper with spells, but he suddenly felt a wave of vibration, like pulsating musical notes bouncing his heart.

Ye Song looked back, and there was no one around except Morris. When he turned his head to read the newspaper, he couldn't find the Dongguo edition. He counted and there were no missing pages.

Maybe he went to the border and was homesick, he said with a wry smile.

In the room on one side, the king adjusted his glasses and let out a sigh of relief: "It's so dangerous, we can't let him know yet."

Light bulb looked at the front page of Dongguo held in the king's hand, and nodded with a half-smile.