King's Solo

"Your Highness really... wants to make the child in the queen's womb the crown prince?" Back at the king's palace, Park Seung-ki took off his heavy robe for the king.

Wang's face was light, "Why, can't you?"

This is already related to the blood inheritance of the royal family. Park Seung-ki knelt down, "But, that is not your child. If you do this, it is tantamount to abandoning the royal orthodoxy of Goryeo."

A sarcasm flashed across the corner of his mouth, "What's the matter, this life was originally picked up."

Leaving aside those kneeling on the ground, the king stepped into the bath while undoing the rest of his clothes.

The pain from the scar on his chest has never dissipated, and he has never forgotten the fact that he has died once. Now that he is reliving his life again, whether it is real or a dream, he can no longer tell. The only thing he can do is to do his best to benefit him of the people.

"Your Highness!" After a long time, Park Seung-ki, who hesitated and followed up, screamed, jumped down from the bath | pool, and fished out the submerged Wang from the water.

"Cough cough... cough cough..."

"Your Highness...Your Highness..." Park Seung-ki frantically pushed aside the wet|greasy messy hair on Wang's face, and gently patted Wang's thin back, the pain in his heart spread like vines.

Putting his hand on Park Seung-ki's face, he touched the tears on his face, Wang slowly wiped it away for him, "What are you thinking, I just want to be sober."

As for waking up, the visitor can no longer think about it.

Overwhelmed by fear and fear, Park Seung-ki hugged Wang's waist tightly, his voice choked up, "Your Highness...Your Highness..."

As if to confirm the existence of this person, he eagerly kissed Yin|Yin fell on the king's neck.

Wang Xu frowned, feeling pretty good, so he let it go.

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This love|event was quite pleasant, mostly due to Park Seung-ki's efforts, but nothing wrong with Wang's body.

In the end, it was the experienced Wang who pushed suddenly to the point in the body, and Park Seung-ki's body enjoyed the pleasure.

Afterwards, he gritted his teeth and dragged his heavy body to wash the king and himself before falling into a deep sleep with the king contented.

After a long time, Wang, who was supposed to be sleeping soundly, opened his eyes, carefully broke away from Park Seung-ki's hand tightly around his waist, got up silently, put on his clothes and entered the bath.

The ultimate carnality | desire is really wonderful, no wonder Hong Lin can be so immersed in it... Heh!

Wang flicked the water drops, after the body was lustful, the emptiness in his heart was as restless as a bottomless pit.

With slightly damp hair, Wang felt a cold wind blowing when he got out of the bath, but a window was not closed tightly, which was obviously not there before.

Wang approached suspiciously, opened the window, and accidentally peeked into a deep blue sky. There was no cloud in the sky, and the bright moon and stars had disappeared, only the heavy snow like goose feathers fell silently.

As if bewitched, Wang put on his coat, held a paper umbrella and came to the secluded side of the water where he used to look at the scenery. His boots sank into the deep snow, and his body was cold in the silent night.

The thick snow covered everything, there was no bright moonlight, no clear lake water that could reflect the moon, and no people to watch the scenery with.

Wang Jing looked at it, not knowing where her gaze fell.

Sudden discomfort hit, the paper umbrella fell to the ground weakly, "cough... cough cough cough cough..."

"Your Highness!"

A familiar voice came from behind him, and Wang paused for a moment when he covered his lips. He couldn't help the itching in his throat, and continued to cough like heart-piercing.

Hong Lin hurried over, took off his robe and wrapped Wang's thin body, picked up a paper umbrella to support Wang.

There was deep anxiety and worry in his eyes, "It's cold outside, Your Highness should go inside."

He tasted the familiar fishy sweetness in his throat, and felt a touch of warm stickiness in the palm covering his lips. Wang spread his palm thoughtfully.

"Your Highness!" Hong Lin was shocked when he saw this, holding Wang's icy cold hand, trembling, panicked, "This...I...I'm going to call the imperial physician, I'm going to call the imperial physician..."

"No need!" Wang scolded coldly, and threw Hong Lin's coat off his shoulders as if it was stained with some dirt.

Hong Lin stopped abruptly and turned around, wanting to get closer but didn't dare, knelt down in the snow, his body trembling with grief, "Your Highness, no matter what, you can't torture your body like this. Punish me! The crime of the guilty minister is unforgivable, and he has no face to survive."

When will boundless remorse end?

After piercing that sword, the shock of knowing the truth, Wang's long torment in a coma for three months, and the deep despair of witnessing Wang's lingering with others.

Once favored by Wang Sheng, he was greedy for the sex of men and women | lust, because of a woman and child he didn't love, he put the king to death.

His original sword was really a deadly move. He used the sword technique taught by the king, and used the sword given to him by the king to protect him.

He is not worthy of being a courtier, not worthy of being favored by the king, and even less worthy of being forgiven. Why did the king keep him?

Wang didn't want to know what Hong Lin was thinking, and he didn't want to filter out what he said. He no longer cared about some things. to others.

It's dirty again, and I have to take a shower later. Wang looked down at the kneeling man indifferently. Since Hong Lin is here, the matter of the windows and doors is easy to explain. "When did you come?"

Hong Lin was startled, he never thought that the king would ask such a question, but at this moment, the piercing cold wind was howling, and the king's clothes were extremely thin, "Your Highness, otherwise we will enter the house first..."

Not wanting to listen to Hong Lin's nonsense, Wang turned his back and said directly, "You were the person by the window just now?" Although he was asking a question, he was already certain.

Hong Lin lowered his head, looking at the coat that fell ruthlessly on the snow, his throat was choked by the huge pain in his heart, and he couldn't make a sound.

The king's refusal to see him many times made his heart feel like a knife. After learning that the queen was fine and even the fetus was preserved, his heart was convulsed and clamored for pain.

Asking him to deliver medicine to the queen is just to test him, or to torture him, to experience the pain of strangling the son with his own hands, and to bear the hatred of the queen.

The child of him and the queen was crowned as a prince by the crown. What did the king think?He admitted that he never understood it.

With trembling lips, Hong Lin said in a low voice, "Yes."

Waking up in the middle of the night from a nightmare, he dreamed of the scene where the king was stabbed to death by his sword.

Being uttered by his loved one to utter cruel unlove, and getting a ruthless and fatal sword, he saw the desperate and sad tears left by the king in his dream.

Staring at him with ashen eyes, not resting...

Flooded with anxiety, he came to the king's bedroom, hoping to spy on the real king, but he didn't want to, the scene of carnality made him feel like a knife was twisting his heart even more.

Facing him, the king's voice never softened again, "As an ordinary Jianlongguard, you should fulfill your duties. Why do you come to peep at my palace late at night? Could it be that I didn't die, and you want to make up for it again?" sword?"

"Your Highness, you know... no... I didn't really mean what I said at that time."

Wang's voice was ethereal, with hints of sarcasm, "That sentence? Hehe, how many of your words are sincere and how much are they false?"

In Wang's eyes, his words might have become filthy. While Hong Lin was discouraged, he didn't want it to be a regret.

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"I just ask you one thing, have you ever...loved me? Even once."

"Do you have it? Even once, have you ever been my lover?"

"No...not once!"

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Hong Lin grabbed the white snow on the ground, his knees were so cold that he lost consciousness, "Whether you believe it or not, I just want to tell you that I have always loved you."

This is really ridiculous, the king's anger rose straight up, "cough cough cough... cough cough cough..."

Hong Lin looked up and saw that Wang was in pain as if he was about to cough his heart and lungs out of his chest. He was so anxious that he was about to get up, but he was taken a step ahead.

"Your Highness!"

Pu Shengji covered the crumbling Wang with a sable fur robe, glared at Hong Lin and shouted, "Hurry up and call the imperial physician!"

After finishing speaking, regardless of other things, he quickly walked into the house with the weak Wang in his arms.