this king; that king

"..."

Morris looked very difficult to communicate with, and Moller didn't know what to say to him. The two sat in the room, shrouded in a strange embarrassment.

Ye Song soon came to break the silence, rushed into the room wet, and quickly changed all the clothes. After seeing the owner, Morris immediately turned back into a Shiba Inu, and jumped into Ye Song's arms to let him scratch his fur .

"Really, is he sick?" Ye Song said angrily.

"Just bear with it, I think his psychological trauma seems to be a little serious." Moller said.

"That's right... After all, I've lived alone for so long, and I still need to take care of him. Hey brother, what's your name?" Ye Song gave Mo Le a big smile.

"Mole, Mole Bania." The other party also smiled slightly.

A crack suddenly appeared on the wall behind, and the hand of the light bulb stretched out, dragging the two of them and the dog into it violently, and they were already in the king's bedroom when they recovered.

"Ajin...your eye circles are so red..."

The king regretted throwing him down just now. Hearing what he said, he didn't want to apologize anymore, and replied as if nothing happened: "Did you just find out now? I slept badly last night."

Ye Song clearly remembered that it wasn't like this before, and besides, the tip of his nose was also a little red... he just cried, right?But after thinking about it, I know that the king loves face very much, so he still doesn't want to expose it.

"Hey, brother." The king violently tore open a nailed drawer with his magic power, and took out a very strong iron box from inside. An alloy lock was hung on it, and the surroundings were welded firmly.

The king flung the box upwards, bursting it mercilessly with a blast of cannon from his palm, and quickly caught what fell from the box with his other hand.

"... so strict, you are really direct..." Ye Song drove the water technique to cool down the fragments one by one accurately.

"Well, yes, the initial water spray and aiming are not a problem." The king did not forget to comment.

"You two really look alike, you both call me little brother..." Mo Le stretched out his hand to take the chain, but the king took it back and said coldly, "I have nothing in common with an idiot like him! And , if you want this chain, promise me one condition."

Seeing Mo Le's puzzled look, the king was even more elated: "Take us to your house as a guest, and tell me the reason for wanting it!"

"...Why?!" Mo Le was puzzled.

"Why?!" The king put on an exaggerated expression of disbelief, "You have already entered my house, so of course I want to enter yours too! An eye for an eye!"

Everyone was a little confused by this strange reason, only the light bulb secretly grabbed the king's hand with a dignified expression.

Coming to the Bania Mansion, it is indeed very gorgeous. The black and white diamonds at the bottom of the luxurious fountain are twisted and merged under the shaking of the water surface. The stained glass filters the sunlight and renders the ground, and the gilded window sills are shining with dazzling highlights. People who don't know the situation will think that this is the real palace.

"I'm back!" Moller yelled from outside the garden's tall, bas-reliefed walls.

"What more to shout?! Why don't you have a key?" asked the king.

"Well, that's right." Moller obviously perfunctory.

It took a long time before there were lazy footsteps and rustling noises, and then a slightly mocking male voice: "It's so early...I've already eaten dinner!"

The door was slowly opened by a hand that did not seem to have any strength at all, and a young man in his 20s walked out, his hair color was almost the same as Mo Le's, and he was taller than Ye Song.

"It's an alpha..." the king whispered, he smelled a faint smell of smoke.

"Second brother." Mo Le lowered his head.

Now Ye Song knew why Mo Le was cowering all day long. His brother looked at him like a hound watching a hare.

"I came back so soon, did you get the things?" His second brother's mocking tone was very obvious.

"... Got it!" Mo Le raised his head bravely.

His second brother's expression was suddenly as if a storm was raging on the calm sea, and the black sea was rolling, his eyes were wide open: "What did you say, kid?!"

Mo Le turned his head and looked at the two people, a rabbit and a dog, the king's eyebrows moved slightly in disdain, and the little finger hooked on the chain moved to the top of the second young master's palm in distaste, letting it jingle and slide indifferently go down.

"Is it alright?" Moller asked timidly.

Before his second brother could answer, the king spoke with a sneer and squinted eyes: "I said, what are you two procrastinating here for? The Lord's way, if there is a guest coming, let the guest into the room. Even if you don't welcome it, it depends on the inviter." Face, how can someone who doesn't understand such manners have the qualifications to be the young master of a rich family!"

"As a guest, it makes sense for you to accuse the host casually?" The second young master shot back.

"As a commoner, it makes sense for you to bump into bureaucrats casually?" the king said coldly.

The second young master looked arrogant: "You dress so ordinary, you don't look like an adult, and you're still a bureaucrat?"

The king choked for a moment. After all, he couldn't say that he was more than 200 years old, and it was difficult to forge official certificates and the like with magic.At this time, Ye Song took a step forward to stand in front of the king, and took out the special envoy card of the Eastern Kingdom and the imperial inspection order from his pocket-the certificate issued by the king to travel freely in the unknown country: "I am the nobleman, don't give me the money!" Stick it at the door!"

"Look at you, you are the local boys that Mo Le came back to put on airs, but this is my house, are you looking for a beating?" The second young master leaned forward, making a gesture to put one hand on the door.

Before his hand touched the door frame, a flirtatious scarlet flashed in the king's eyes, and the whole door immediately burst into flames. The second young master took a few steps back in horror, and the king walked in with the others without saying a word. Ye Song did not forget to spray water to put out the fire.

"Look, we can come in without looking for a fight." The king threw a sentence behind him, and Mo Le burst into a smile, and hurriedly led the way: "Come on, go to the back room first, there is a small hall exclusively for me. Sit down and have a sip of tea."

Mo Le brought the tea, and Ye Song looked at the king and said, "You probably didn't come here just to visit the mansion, after all, how can you be happy if you don't abuse others with your character!"

The king did not reply to his words, but turned to Mo Le: "May I offend your privacy and ask you directly the purpose of stealing the pendant?"

"Huh?" Mo Le's smile froze for a moment, "Aren't you asking about my criteria for choosing a mate? Or that aspect of ability?"

The king almost spit out a mouthful of tea: "No, no, no...of course not..."

"What, it's not a dirty joke, then you can ask whatever you want." Moller handed the mouth towel to the king.

The king took it over, carefully cleaned his lips, raised his head to see the cold gaze again, and his voice became gloomy: "Actually, you are the rightful heir to the Bania mansion, right?"

Mo Le trembled violently, his face turned pale, but he raised his head and smiled wryly, "What are you talking about? The reason I want the pendant is... my second brother needs it."

"I also hate another kind of person," the king suddenly said something strange, propped one hand on the table, and gently raised Mo Le's chin with the other hand, turned his head to look at Ye Song and said with a sneer.Seeing that Ye Song was a little dazed, he bowed his head towards Mo Le and said, "A liar. Don't you think so, Master Mo Le?"

Mo Le felt a chill in his heart, wanted to speak but couldn't speak, and his body was holding the teapot in his hand as firmly as a sculpture. The king smiled and said: "The moment I touched you just now, I have already cast a spell on you, of course not It will be undone in 1 minute, this spell has a powerful spell consumption, and my body can't last long."

"Don't shoot him, he didn't make any mistakes!" Ye Song was a little impatient.

"Apprentice, are you helping me or helping him?" The king glared fiercely and said, "He came and attacked my palace without thinking, which shows that he is not a scheming guy. Since he chose to be my friend , just be honest with me to the end!"

Ye Song inexplicably felt a little angry: "What are you thinking! It's other people's business to treat you well, why do you force him like this!"

"You... Can you control it?" The king's tone was tinged with sarcasm.

"I should be the one who said this! You were so happy when you saw this little brother enter the door, and you were covered with dark clouds when you saw me. When have you ever been close to me? You always look like you want to save face. If you dislike it, you just go straight Say it!" Ye Song replied, and Morris saw that he was talking too much, so he immediately stopped him and did not let him continue.

Hearing what he said, the king became dissatisfied with him, raised his head and shouted at Ye Song: "You're just an apprentice!"

"As you wish!" Ye Song pulled Morris, stomped his foot and slammed the door out without looking back.

"I'm sorry..." Mo Le said the first sentence after the spell was suddenly lifted.

The king looked at him in astonishment: "What are you apologizing for..."

"I shouldn't have lied to you."

The king's heart was sour. It was the first time in 200 years that he felt this kind of feeling gushing out from his bottomless thoughts. He trembled suddenly, his vision seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and it would turn into water in the next second. Bead Drop: "Sorry..."

Mo Le hugged the king and ran down his long black hair: "Look at you, you are still an alpha, why do you cry so easily!"

The king was a little dizzy from crying, and realized that he still had something to do. He held his breath, lowered his head for a few seconds, then forcibly stopped crying, and asked in a sticky voice: "Come on, what do you want me to do?" Tell me what you know."

"My great-grandfather was originally a very poor man. It was the period when the former king ruled. Although the country was peaceful, the aging population and population imbalance were very serious..." Moller said.

"I know, I know, it was the current king who implemented the database policy for more than 100 years after he came to power to adjust to the current situation, this part is skipped." The king is naturally very clear about what he has done.

"Originally, I should be the heir designated by my father," Moller smiled helplessly, "but for some reason, my father changed his mind temporarily, saying that as long as he has that necklace, he can find the official certificate of Grandpa Zeng, let us The three brothers robbed the officials, and the eldest brother and the second brother joined forces to control everything. Naturally, I was reduced to helping them go out and steal things, because I belong to a rich family anyway, and the investigators can let me go .”

"Why do you still need to look for the official certificate of your great-grandfather? Shouldn't those who have been appointed officials be gifted by the court justifiably?" the king asked.

Moller shook his head: "To be honest, I don't like the current king very much. As I said before, Grandpa Zeng was a poor man. Later, he made a fortune by sailing at the age of 15. At the age of 16, he seemed to like the palace. The little prince in the novel, who is now the king, was ruthlessly abandoned after being teased. Later, he married my great-grandmother who didn’t love me. Because of emotional problems, the family split several times, and the whole family was heartbroken. The prince of the last king used him in every possible way, and finally gave up on him again... Our family has experienced ups and downs, and we have been manipulated in the palm of our hands."

The king was shocked for a while, and he abandoned him?But he continued: "I still haven't mentioned the official certificate!"

"The official certificate is handed over to the next generation as an inheritance, and the heir must personally take it to the notary office to stamp it before the country recognizes the status of nobility. Grandpa Zeng hid the official certificate, so no one can inherit the official position, only property." Moller said.

"I remember that if you have a seal, you can reapply for an official certificate." The king said.

"This is the most cunning place. Grandpa Zeng blew up half of the official seal, leaving behind a family motto that you must never contact the king, otherwise you will lose the right to inherit everything, but the official seal can only be recast by the king. So we can only go to Steal the chain that is said to have official clues." Mo Le sighed.

The king could feel the light bulb's worried gaze on himself, but he didn't turn his head to look, and asked Moller without changing his face: "Do you want this official position?"

"Huh?" Mo Le was obviously taken aback, "Is there anything you want or not...it's all the same."

"Yes or no," said the king.

Mo Le looked into the king's deep eyes, paused for a long time, swallowed, and said, "Yes."

"Okay, I'll get it for you!" The king smiled slyly, stood up and said, "Your brother will be more polite to you when there are guests, so it's better for you to keep us, and you will give us the money first." Ye Song arranges a room, I'll look around."

As soon as he left the room, the king let out a long breath and wiped the sweat off his head with his sleeve: "I'm really...too agitated."

"After all, Your Majesty has no resistance to this kind of person!" Light bulb smiled and handed over a sweat towel.

The king blushed, took it and continued to wipe it, pressed his chest and said: "Not only that... I haven't talked to a stranger face to face for a long time, let alone making such a cheeky request... My heart beats so fast... ..."

"It's all for your apprentice... No, isn't it your plan? But His Majesty finally has someone he likes, so it's worth being happy!" Light bulb laughed.

"There's nothing to be happy about," the king raised his head, took a deep breath, pursed his lips and said in a high voice, "Come, come with me to see where we can play!"

The night covered the land, and the stars shone brightly, but they were not as beautiful as the whole river of stars tearing apart the dark sky. The Bania Mansion was lit with lights.

"Hey, young man, I'm sorry..." The chef of the Bania Mansion stopped Ye Song, "Can you go and persuade the boy in the guest room in the North Pavilion..."

The boy in the North Pavilion guest room, that is, the king?Ye Song asked, "Did he do something bad?"

"No... It's the first time I've seen someone who eats so much food. Just now I ordered two big puddings and a stone pot rice, and I ate them all. If this continues, we won't have any food in stock tomorrow!" The chef frowned and whispered wryly.

Ye Song saw that it was such a boring thing, so he didn't want to face the king anymore. After all, he still felt a little uncomfortable, but the light bulb yelled again through the transmission port: "Three chocolate brownies, one taro ice cream ! Please Mr. Chef!"

"Are you looking for smoke after eating so much?!" The chef finally couldn't help but replied.

"Hit me if you can!" the king interjected, sounding as if his mouth was full.

The transmission port was closed, and the chef immediately looked at Ye Song pitifully: "The third young master allowed that young man to order whatever he wanted, so there is nothing we can do... Please!"

Morris patted Ye Song on the shoulder: "Go, just to ease the relationship. You are not only his apprentice, but also the diplomatic envoy of the Eastern Kingdom."

The king was eating his last bite when there was a knock on the door, and he raised his head vigilantly and stared at it.

"Can I go in?" It was Ye Song's voice.

The king sighed, Bulb bowed his head and saluted: "Then I will retreat first." After speaking, he changed back into a rabbit and hopped back to the nest.

Ye Song didn't hear a reply, and didn't dare to vent his anger. Maybe the king was still angry, so he didn't dare to go in without authorization, so he just waited dryly at the door.

The door was opened unsuspectingly, and the king came out of the room in a milky white nightgown with tails: "There is no need to come in, you can accompany me to the garden water for a walk."

Ye Song was taken aback, but could only follow along a little embarrassedly, desperately trying to find a topic to ease the atmosphere, and after a long time, he could hold back a sentence: "You still have pajama pants inside your nightgown! Haha..."

"My legs are so thick and my stomach is so big. How can I not cover it up? I'm too ugly, but I'm going to be disgusted by you, right?" The king didn't turn his head at all, but Ye Song could feel his chin raised proudly.

Ye Song was at a loss for words for a while, not knowing what to answer, but after a few seconds, the king said again: "But it doesn't matter, I will still eat like crazy."

"That's right, just follow your instincts in this kind of thing!" Ye Song was a little excited, because the king rarely gave himself a step down.

Although the man-made river does not have the mellow state of a natural river, it reflects the same beauty in the moonlight. The two sat down in the gazebo without knowing it.

Ye Song thought for a while, and it would be better to apologize to the king for what happened in the morning. He was about to speak, but the king raised his head first: "Did you talk to Mo Le after I left?"

There were no lights around the gazebo, only the moonlight painted a layer of translucent silvery white on one side of the king's face, while the other side was the deepest pure black, and the slightly raised soft eyelashes on those deep eyes were glinting a little. moonlight.For a moment, Ye Song couldn't recognize that this was the ugly boy no matter how he looked at it.

"Yes, I talked to him. I heard you want to help him?" Ye Song asked.

"That's right, but it was just a temporary idea. The real purpose is to let you learn something new here." The king replied.

"I'm sorry...but I think you just let me learn something by the way. You have other reasons for staying here, right?" Ye Song asked.

"Who is showing it so covertly? There are only two of us here. To be clear, did Mo Le tell you about his great-grandfather?" The king chuckled and turned his head away.

"Yes." Ye Song knew that this kind of thing could not fool the king, "The king who abandoned Mo Le's great-grandfather and made him feel disgusted—is you, right?"

The king stood up, although he knew that this would happen, his frantic heartbeat couldn't be suppressed no matter what.

He walked towards the edge of the gazebo. In the silent night, there were only the sound of insects plucking strings and singing and the sound of clear water in the artificial river. The ripples on the water surface were like fine silk fabrics, slipping into the crevices of the stones and slipping out quietly. , evoked a few drops of water.

"Yes, it's me."

"And you, like this, fell in love with his great-grandson - Mole Bania, didn't you?" Ye Song asked cautiously.

"Like... If this kind of feeling can be called liking, then you are right. I was sorry for his great-grandfather before, but now I want to make up for it and help him get back Jason's official certificate. The hereditary ones are the titles of the local rich, and have nothing to do with politics." The king replied.

"Please allow me to be straightforward... Your identities are difficult even if you are together, and this is why you have such a relationship... By the way, why didn't he find out that you are an Omega?" Ye Song said.

"I took the potion, and I can't smell the pheromone." The king looked at the needle port on his arm.

"What do you like about him?" Ye Song asked.

The king looked at his eyes, which were still clear in the shadows, and said without anger, "I don't know, he just makes me feel good."

"What about me?" Ye Song began to get a little excited, "You have always been so strict to me! I extended a helping hand to you, but you would rather bear it than accept my kindness!"

"So you like me so much? Huh?" The king moved closer to Ye Song, lifted his chin and curled up the corners of his mouth wretchedly.

"I'm talking about business!" Ye Song pushed the king's hand away, unmoved at all.

The king restrained his smile, stood up coldly, flicked his sleeves and lifted his tail, and walked into the darkness: "I...Of course I know you want to help me."

Ye Song turned his head, but he couldn't see or guess the king's expression.

"But you are an apprentice after all, I am not convinced to ask you to help me." The king said every word.

Then there was a long silence, Ye Song didn't know what to say, he could only listen to the sound of running water in a daze.

"Ye Song," the king finally spoke again, with a trembling voice, mixed with the rapid breathing that he tried to hide, "I know you are tolerant, and to be honest, I hated you a little at first. But you and I, To maintain the master-student relationship for two years, during these two years, you are my apprentice, and you can only be my apprentice. I will not allow you to speak for others just because you look good, absolutely not, even if it is a Words—neither."

Ye Song was taken aback, stood up abruptly, and wanted to go forward, but the king was one step ahead of him, and quickly walked out of the pavilion with stiff steps. When he turned around, his tone and tone were already normal: "Today I'm really sorry for losing my temper with you in the morning, go back to sleep, I have something to teach you tomorrow."

The king knew that he had not done any good deeds to him, but he ran to meet him in the rain and forgave himself for being irritable, but he had to suffer here because of his selfish liking for others. It is really shameless to greedily not want him to betray you.Although he felt guilty, he immediately clapped his hands, and the light bulb immediately took him away, leaving Ye Song alone. He sighed first, then smiled, shook his head and walked slowly back to the room.