King's Solo

Hong Lin stood up abruptly and went straight to the king's palace.

"what are you doing!"

Park Seung-gi blocked him with a fierce sword.

Park Seung-ji was furious, and regretted that he forgot to bring his weapon when he came out temporarily, "Come here, catch him."

Overcoming thorns and thorns all the way, the door of the palace was finally pushed open by Hong Lin, and the creaking sound echoed in the empty night.

Ten years later, he stepped here again, still resplendent and resplendent, but everything was gone.

Ten years ago, he personally destroyed this place beyond recognition.

Stepping quickly across the corridor, Hong Lin's eyes were full of tenacity that time had never worn away.

How could Wang let the child care about him...

no, no...

As if turning back time, the scene ten years ago reappeared.

Wang only wore pure white pajamas with long hair hanging loose, sitting lazily on the exclusive throne, holding a glass of wine, and the table was full of exquisite and attractive pastries.

At the moment the door opened, he raised his eyes, and his deep eyes looked at Hong Lin who entered with a sword.

Same night, same room, same lights, same scene.

The difference was that beside him was a poor imperial doctor who was cowed by Hong Lin's fright.

Behind him was Park Seung-ki who came with Jian Longwei.

Wang lowered his head and put down his wine glass, his eyelids drooped to cover his eyes, and his tone was faint, "This scene is really familiar."

"What's the matter?" The voice was faint, and it was unclear whether it was Hong Lin who came in in front, or Park Seung-ki who came in behind.

This meant listening to Hong Lin's speech. Pu Shengji, who understood, made a gesture, and the redundant Jianlong guards temporarily left the room and waited outside the door.

Hong Lin looked at Wang without blinking. He was transferred away from the edge of Jianlongwei's power, and it was three years since the last time he had close contact with Wang.

Even in the past few years, there were only a handful of opportunities for him to meet the king, and he was only qualified to watch from a distance.

However, what made his heart ache was that compared to before, the body of the king in front of him was even thinner, like a bamboo that had blossomed, without green onions, but rather withered.

Because of the excellent conditions of being pampered and pampered, although she does not look old, the long silver threads on her temples are as glaring as needles.

The king's voice woke him up, and Hong Lin knelt down belatedly, put down the sword in his hand, and leaned his head forward to touch the ground, "Your Highness..."

Wang glanced at Hong Lin's put down sword, his hand was hanging down as if powerless, and he leaned on the throne lazily, "It turns out that he didn't come to assassinate me."

Hong Lin could only lie down deeply on the ground, and when he saw the king, his impulsive mind cooled down, and then he realized in horror that this situation, this scene, and what he did were very similar to those back then.

"Why, you barged in and didn't speak, are you ready to accept punishment?" Wang urged impatiently, and coughed softly after finishing speaking.

The Imperial Physician was still the soft-hearted Imperial Physician back then who did his best, "Your Highness, please try to keep calm as much as possible."

After speaking boldly, Wang Xiemin gave Wang Xiemin a look instead of a reproach, and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead in fear.

After Wang's cough finally stopped, Hong Lin said nervously, "I have something private to report to Your Highness."

"Well, you said."

Hong Lin raised his head, "Your Highness, I beg you to step back from the left and right."

"Ah~ It's okay, Imperial Physician Li and Sheng Ji are both my trusted and loving ministers, you just say it's okay."

but……

The palm of Hong Lin's palm on the ground was bulging. He had already known the king's attitude towards him, but he still only had the hope of deceiving himself. Now, even the last hope was broken.

"Your Highness, I have just met the prince..." After saying this, Hong Lin stopped.

Wang frowned, "Tsk... Shengji, take Doctor Li down to rest first."

Park Seung-ji lowered his head in response, glanced at Hong Lin who was kneeling on the ground and Wang who was indifferent, and led the imperial physician out the door.

The door was gradually closed, and Wang saw the imperial physician cast a glance over through the last crack of the door, with a faint expression of incomprehension.

Wang frowned slightly, took a sip from his wine glass, raised his head and closed his eyes, "Speak quickly if you have anything to say, I'm tired."

Hong Lin's body shook, "Your Highness, why did you tell him all about Shizi's life experience? Shizi, he is only a child, how could he be allowed to bear such a heavy thing at such a young age."

"This..." Wang Shenyin said, "There is no impenetrable wall in the world. Even if I don't tell you, the prince will always have a channel to know the truth. Instead of being in chaos that day, I will tell you personally and let him know the truth." Accept this fact since childhood, and when you grow up, you will not be knocked down by your own life experience."

The king is for the sake of the prince, Hong Lin can't argue, even if it will make the prince who knows the truth extremely contemptuous of him, but he can't let the prince's impure thoughts towards the king anyway, "Then why didn't your highness stop the prince from treating you in the palace?" wandering late at night?"

"Heh, wandering around late at night, where did you hear that?" Wang opened his eyes funny and looked at Hong Lin.

"The prince has been close to me since he was a child, even after he knew his life experience. It may be that there are nightmares in his dreams and his heart is uneasy, so he habitually seeks comfort from me. But because it is late at night, it is not easy to come in and disturb me. I."

Hong Lin was not reconciled to Wang's perfunctory, "But why is Captain Park around every time?"

The king's eyes froze, "Are you questioning me? What qualifications do you have to ask me about my son?"

Hearing Wang's deep and pleasant voice, Hong Lin said calmly, "Hong Lin, I'm just occasionally distracted, listening to your so-called private matters, and I don't want to be belittled by you."

He really has no qualifications, Hong Lin lowered his head, and the five things were mixed ten times in his heart, "I don't dare to."

With a sneer, Wang coughed again, "Don't you dare? Ahem... What else are you not afraid of?"

Hearing Wang's cough, the scene of Wang coughing up blood ten years ago and the relapse of old injuries is deep in his memory, Hong Lin raised his head worriedly, "Your Highness, please take care of the dragon body."

The overly intense cough was menacing, and his slender eyebrows were furrowed. Wang covered his lips tightly with a brocade handkerchief, and it took him a while to recover. Wrinkled sleeve robe, "You don't need to worry about this, if nothing happens, you can step back."

"Your Highness..." Hong Lin wanted to say more, but seeing Wang Wuli's sleepy look, he swallowed the words again.

"Yes, Your Highness rested earlier, please take care of the dragon's body, I will take my leave."

Wang coughed twice again, and what responded to him was a broken wine glass that was smashed under his feet.