this king; that king

Ye Song couldn't help marveling at how familiar the king was with the castle. Although he said he had lived there for a long time, he could quickly and accurately lead him through more than a dozen corridors and stairs with similar styles and dim lights. There was no hesitation at all, which showed that the king was really familiar with this route.

At the end of the last corridor, Ye Song found a large rusty lock on the door, decorated with very old-fashioned patterns. The long chain was wound into hundreds of circles to pretend to be hooked on the doorknob. In fact, there was only one lock. The hoops were really wound around the door, so when the king threw them hard, they all fell down with a heavy, muffled noise.

"The walls and corridors here are so dirty, so dusty, it seems that they haven't been cleaned for a long time." Ye Song poked the floor with his fingers, and looked forward, only the one next to the door was clean. It is estimated that the king threw the lock up all day, and the dust was blown up.

"This place cannot be cleaned. This place is more precious than my room. No one should have the desire to come in." The king said, kicking the door open with one knee.

A dazzling pale green light rushed out from the crack of the door, Ye Song's eyes accustomed to the darkness were narrowed by just a crack of the door.

The surrounding air seemed to have a different texture, floating gently on his body like water waves. Ye Song's eyelids felt that the surrounding light seemed to have weakened. He opened his eyes and saw thousands of them like fireflies. The little pompom balls are shining brightly.

"This is the database, and those small balls are the security facilities here. If someone invades, they will be randomly arranged and combined into a magic circle to attack."

The king's voice seemed to be erratic. Ye Song took a closer look and saw that he was stepping on the steps made of small balls and walking up to a suspended high platform in the room.

Ye Song followed.

The decoration style of the room is obviously to highlight the theme of heaven. Although we know that there are walls around, it is very easy for people to mistake this place for a real clear summer sky. The soft balls are like clouds reflecting light in the sun. King It is the god in the sky.

"Come, stand here." The king led Ye Song to the center of the table and asked him to sit down.

"As you can probably guess, the database is not only a device for population policy, it also has the nature of a magic weapon. Some spells require a large open space as an auxiliary cast, and the database has registered countless buildings, street scenes and even decorations. With it , The whole country can be regarded as an open space, and you only need to select the houses that can form a magic circle as coordinates, and you can use large-scale spells at will." The king explained a lot, and Ye Song still didn't understand it.

"so……?"

"I suspect that someone has sealed your mana with a spell. Now I want to untie it. Don't move." The king said.

There were no thrilling incantations and action scenes in the spellcasting this time. The king simply stretched out his hand, and many incantations appeared around the table. Ye Song faintly heard the whirring sound of the wind, and then felt nothing.

The king threw his staff on the ground and said, "Try it with a water knife."

Ye Song stretched out his hand and began to cast spells.

Useless.

The king let out a long sigh and sat down on the ground: "How is it possible? How could there be a mage in the world whose mana can match the database?"

Ye Song began to panic. In his heart, there was no spell that the king could not handle, and there was no spell that the king could not understand. When the king resolutely gave up and fell down decisively, he suddenly understood that he did not want to return to the Eastern Kingdom. , perhaps looking for a protector from his unpleasant family, although he said many times that he would help the king, but in fact the king protected him far more times than he practiced these words.

But now the king feels frustrated, so should he, Ye Song, give the king some real protection?

Does the king need his help?It was he who lost his power now, and he was the one who asked the king for help.

Is it a mean thing to use this as an excuse to hug him now?

"Ah Jin, don't panic, I'm not in a hurry." Ye Song looked at the dazed king on the ground, helped him up first, and then began to think about what to say.

"But... that's impossible?" The king still lowered his head, his brows were tightly furrowed, and wrinkles appeared on his face.

"Don't... no, think about it, maybe you made a mistake, and I actually got another spell?" Ye Song didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only give his own inference.

Unexpectedly, the king suddenly became enlightened, his eyes lit up, and he repeatedly praised Ye Song as a genius.

"How can I be so fucking stupid! That makes sense..."

Ye Song was at a loss, and had no idea what the king was talking about.

"Sit down!" ordered the king suddenly.

"Huh? Sit...? Oh..." Ye Song still didn't understand, so he could only obey obediently.

"Remember the spell I taught you in Banya House? The one that transfers the water from the kettle through your body to the artificial canal?" asked the king.

"Remember..." Ye Song said.

"Come on," the king changed his backhand, brought out a basin, snapped his fingers, and filled the basin half with clean water, "try to spread the water all over your body from your left hand, and then flow back into the basin from your right hand."

Ye Song nodded, and did as he did, but it had no effect, and he couldn't reach his right hand at all.

"Do you feel magic in your left hand?" asked the king.

"Have."

"What about the right hand?"

"……No."

"Great, now switch, right to left."

Ye Song tried again.

"Did you feel the magic in your right hand?"

"I can feel it, but my left hand doesn't."

The king smiled triumphantly.

"That's right. I should have thought of this little trick a long time ago. In your body, only the magical power of the central meridian is blocked, and other places are open. Since there is only one blockage, it means that it is the effect of drugs." oh."

Ye Song thought for a while: "No way? All I eat and drink are things from the palace. Why can't there be a problem with the light bulb?"

"It is true that all the food is eaten together, and the utensils are chosen at random, but there is one thing that only you eat," said the king.

"Uh...that's the food you don't eat? I remember you don't eat mangoes?"

"No!" The king rolled his eyes, "It's air!"

"Air? We are all breathing the same air." Ye Song was puzzled.

"Actually, when the cook was washing the dishes the day before yesterday, he found that there was a whole circle of sticky marks on the rim of your cup, which was difficult to clean, so he asked me if I should throw it away... Some medicines are gaseous, and excellent wind elemental mages can Trapping them on the mouth of your cup, you will inhale the medicine along with the aroma when you drink coffee in the morning. That trace should be the result of the medicine fuming into the cup." The king expressed his inference, and Ye Song said nothing. Can't tell, why, this is okay?

"I know you, the wind elemental mage who has entered the castle, is there anyone else besides Miss Ting Lan? And being able to cast this spell means that she is likely to be lurking in the palace these days, but she seems to have abandoned the car and fled." The king Said with a sneer.

"Ting Lan...? Then we are in danger?" Ye Song immediately became alert.

"Don't be afraid." The king uttered a spell and gave a command to the database.

The database showed its form - the arrangement and combination of countless floating small light balls protruding from the high platform, like a string of codes.

"The database has a defensive function. It controls the attacking flowers in the imperial garden. If it scans the intruders in the castle, it will expel or destroy them." The king explained.

"It's so powerful..."

"Oh, by the way, do you know why I was able to escape marriage?" The king couldn't hide his proud look, "On the way to the Northland, I let the light bulb secretly teleport all the Northland commandos ambushing under the city to the desert or the sea, oh Of course, some of them entered my prison. When the welcoming team from the North Kingdom left, I ordered the border guards to close the gate, and then let the light bulb transport me directly from the carriage to the unknown country. Anyway, it would take them a while to find the carriage The people here are gone. After the Northern Kingdom discovered it, it naturally began to send troops to attack immediately. It will take time for me to transfer the army back, and the database has divided the entire country into a defensive circle, which lasted until the army came back."

"That is to say... In fact, you only lost a few carts of dowry?" Ye Song asked in amazement.

"No, no, no, the people of the Northland didn't get anything. The dowry has already been caught by the light bulb." The king said.

Ye Song couldn't laugh or cry, the way the king escaped from marriage is really wonderful.

The database glowed, and it seemed that no intruders were found, but it showed traces of someone staying in a corner of the garden tool room. It seemed that Ting Lan left after taking the medicine.

"After all, the database is a magic weapon created by me with all my painstaking efforts, and it is still very clever." The king said, while Ye Song was not paying attention, he pressed Ye Song's lips.

"Aw!" Ye Song's lips were a little chapped due to the dryness in winter, and Ye Song could clearly feel that his lips were bleeding when the king pressed it.

"What? It's better than sticking it with a needle." The king smeared the blood on a piece of paper, "I'll analyze it to see what kind of medicine it is, and I'll give it to you at night. You can close the door and go out."

When Ye Song saw the luster of the data bank in the crack of the door cast on the king's hair when he raised his eyes, he couldn't help being shocked slightly. He was reluctant to close it completely, but closed the door tightly against his will, The back is leaned tightly.

The place where the king's lips touched seemed to carry the magic power of the king. It was neither cold nor hot, but it lingered, as light as a feather and as heavy as a rock.

Only then did Ye Song realize that his heart was beating so fast.

The heavier and heavier snow continued until night, and it has already formed an extremely thick accumulation. It is already rare for the unnamed country with a warm climate to have some light snowfall. It can be said that heavy snowfall is once in a hundred years. The king looked out the window and remembered the first time when he was a child. The excitement when seeing snow in the capital.

Speaking of which, this snow looks familiar.

Ye Song only felt nervous.

Now he is alone with the king in the king's room. The huge round soft bed is hung with gentle and luxurious champagne-colored gauze curtains, and several embroidered long pillows are laid carelessly on the bed. In a soft gray robe, she sat on the head of the bed, quietly looking at the heavy snow in a trance.

"Ah Jin...?" Ye Song was embarrassed to interrupt.

"Ah... I'm sorry." The king came back to his senses and stood up, Ye Song immediately began to involuntarily shift his gaze to the king's butt.

"Hey, hey, why are you in a daze? You don't want mana for the rest of your life, do you?" The king was obviously displeased with his attitude.

"No... not in a daze, thank you for your hard work, is the antidote ready?" Ye Song suddenly turned his gaze back.

"I haven't done it well," the king replied, "I have been researching it all afternoon, and there is no such thing as an antidote for this potion...Maybe there is, but it is definitely not within the scope of my cognition. Who told me to study literature? Not Potions."

"I see that you don't have a scholarly air in your usual speech."

"You can shut up." The king rolled his eyes, "However, there is still a way to crack it, and that is to re-open the meridians. Using the first method, you meditate, and I read pornographic books, forcing you to act like an Omega." I'm in heat, and I'll blow you away."

"Then... let's go to the garden." Ye Song said.

"Which garden are you going to? Do you want to freeze me to death or yourself at night?" The king said, poking Ye Song's wooden head. It has been delayed for more than a day, and it will be delayed until tomorrow morning, just knocking you out will not stop your animal behavior."

Ye Song obediently sat down on the carpet, but he thought in his heart that it was a bit too much for the king to describe people's normal desires as animal behavior.

"After all, you alphas like to see things differently, and you will become beasts sooner or later." The king seemed to have seen through his thoughts, and hit him unceremoniously and radically.

"You... why does this attitude seem to be the same as when we first met?" Ye Song shook his head.

"Have we known each other for a long time?" The king rolled his eyes, "Meditate!"

"I heard you, stop talking."

The moment Ye Song closed his eyes and began to get lucky, he realized that this time was even more unbearable than when he first met the king. The current of water stirred every nerve in him, and the person he most wanted to do with was the thing written in the book. People are reading strange sentences to him without emotion.

What made Ye Song even more unbearable was that his eyelids were slightly opened, and his sneaky eyes could see the king's ass near his eyes.

Soon, Ye Song felt his breathing became heavy, and he gradually lost consciousness in the heat.

"Hmm... um..." Ye Song prostrated himself on the ground, let out an emotional growl, his eyes were dull, his whole body began to sweat, and his neck turned red.

He rushed towards the king, and a burst of intoxicating rosin filled the humid air, strong and warm, and became more intense as Ye Song roughly tore the king's clothes.

"Ah..." The king felt the satisfaction brought by the cock on his body before he could use the spell to knock Ye Song away, but he soon realized that it was just involuntary under the influence of pheromones The desire to be protected had to take action before being dazed by the pheromone, so the king threw Ye Song onto the carpet at the door of the room without hesitation.

Seeing that Ye Song rolled his eyes and passed out, the king finally smiled with satisfaction. Ting Lan's problem was nothing more than that, and then he just need to let him sleep there until he wakes up naturally.

But things are far from as simple as the king imagined.

Ye Song stood up with lightning speed, rushed forward and pulled the king over.Before the king could react, he was picked up by the waist and fell onto the bed.

"*You*! What are you* doing?!" The king hadn't recovered yet, he only knew how to curse subconsciously.

Ye Song didn't answer, the only sound in the room was his loud panting and the king's terrified panting.

Ye Song pounced on him again, and this time he was already naked, like a hungry wolf, following the primitive instinct of seeking food.

Realizing what Ye Song was going to do, the king kicked him in a panic, his voice trembling uncontrollably: "Hey... go down..."

The smell of rosin had penetrated into the king's nostrils, and the king's limbs began to be uncontrollable. He knew that he could not resist the will of the pheromone.

"Bastard!!" the king yelled with all his strength, "Get the hell out of here!"

Ye Song's movements stopped, and the king saw that Ye Song's eyes were still dull, and he was shocked. It seemed that Ye Song was still in unconscious excitement, and this symptom would not appear until at least five hours later. ah!Damn it!Ting Lan must have done something else!

The top priority now is to beat Ye Song into the air again, as long as you hit Ye Song several times in a row, you will be fine.

The consciousness gradually became uncontrollable, and the king immediately decided to chant a spell with his mouth, but just as he uttered the first syllable, his mouth was sealed by Ye Song's fiery kiss.

"Hmm..." Ye Song's tongue made the king more aware of the stimulation of pheromones. The king had never kissed before, and could only passively breathe hard in the beast-like plunder, sticky and painful struggle and Shouting felt hazy and unknowable even to himself.

The king tried to concentrate on reciting the mantra in his heart, and all he had left was fear. He knew that if he was marked by Ye Song, he would lose his eligibility for eternal life, because his body was already shared by two people, and more importantly Yes, he was afraid, he would not do that kind of thing anyway.

Just when the king was desperately resisting, he suddenly felt his legs being stretched apart, and then the pain was like a thousand cuts. His brain stopped thinking, and he only knew that there was a sharp and sharp sound coming from his mouth. Terrible screams.

Tears welled up in his eyes, no matter how much he screamed to tell Ye Song to go away, Ye Song didn't respond, and showed no sign of stopping, instead, he pressed hard on the king and clamped his hands.

The king felt his own blood wet the sheets under him, he had turned from resistance to one-sided crying, he called the light bulb's name, but it was incomplete at all, his only wish now was to let this beast out Roll off yourself.

Finally, the moment Ye Song stopped and was about to mark him, the king yelled out the series of spells.

An icy blue light flashed in the king's eyes, and a water dragon rushed into the room, lifting Ye Song away from the king's body.

The king struggled for a long time before rolling off the bed and falling to the ground. He endured the pain and stood up. Amidst the sound of dripping blood, he saw Ye Song lying on the wall, injured by the impact. The blood from the small wound has seeped into the water, forming groups of red water lines.

The king hesitated a moment.

The wind and snow outside the window continued, and the icy wind kept hitting the window of the room. Ye Song's breathing was short, and his chest heaved and fell in the candlelight and cold light. For some reason, the king's crying gradually stopped. Knowing that he must save Ye Song.

No matter how rough he was to himself, it was unintentional after all. He was very angry, very angry, but it was his fault that all this happened.

Moreover, he really likes Ye Song very much.

Thinking of this, he calmly activated the healing spell on Ye Song.

"Your Majesty!" Bulb hurriedly appeared at the door of the room. He was covered in dust, and he looked like he had just returned from the border.

The snow began to shrink, the king put away his magic spells, his body trembling and dripping with blood leaned back, his pale face turned back weakly, his eyes were full of tears, and he smiled desperately at the light bulb, then rolled his eyes , and passed out on the ground in front of the bed.

Bulb ran forward in a panic, what a complete fool his king was!Knowing that the healing technique will consume his physical strength, he still insists on helping Ye Song to finish the treatment. Now that Ye Song is fine, what should the king do?What should he do?

Seeing the king's blood-stained body, the bulb couldn't help crying, he picked up the king, looked at Ye Song in the corner complicatedly, and left the room angrily.

Candles flickered, flags fluttered, and a slender figure slipped into the commander's tent from the secret rebel camp of the unknown country.

"Just now the border defense has weakened. It seems that the invincible Ah Jin has fallen. General, your time has come."

"Thanks to the help of Miss Ting Lan, the coach, I won't miss this opportunity!" The coach smiled with satisfaction.

The coach raised his sword towards his thousands of troops: "Brothers! Soldiers! The time has come, and the time will never come again! We are about to start the great cause of restoration and let that old and immortal guy Hua Jin surrender the throne!"

"kill--"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" There was thunderous cheers, shouting and killing.

Since then, the rebellion of the remnant party of the prince of the unknown country kicked off.