I don't want to be king

Chapter 13

In fact, he wasn't very afraid of talking to the prince. No matter how much the prince scolded him, the final board still fell gently.

But Director Hong was different, he never had any extra words, if he was not careful, he would have to vomit a bowl of blood, that's all it took.

Hong Ying waved his hands impatiently and said, "Go down, make preparations early."

"Yes, the little one retire."

Luo Han breathed a sigh of relief, slowly exited the room, and closed the door smoothly.

For a while, only Hong Ying and Song Cheng were left in the room.

"My lord doesn't know what to think, but let this kind of idiot manage the bodyguard bureau"

Song Cheng's voice has not yet fallen.

The whole person flew up and landed on the ground with a plop.

"Our family told you a long time ago, never question the prince's decision,"

Hong Ying hugged the teacup and sat on the chair, as if he had never moved, "Don't take what our family said as wind."

"Small conviction."

Song Cheng half-kneeled on the ground, blood dripping from shame on his face.

He has entered the seventh rank!

In the arena, he can be counted as one of the few masters!

He knew that he was definitely not Hong Ying's opponent, but he didn't expect that he would not be able to fight back, even though he was caught off guard!

How far has this monster been trained?

"It's the occasion of employing people, so you can't delay the prince's trip, otherwise our family will never forgive you today."

Hong Ying said unhurriedly, "I know your wings are stiff, but if our family doesn't tell you to leave, you can't leave, do you understand?"

Song Chengteng stood up and said angrily, "Boss Hong, what do you mean by that?

Is it because of you that I am loyal to the prince?

Although my skill is not as good as yours, I am still strong and strong!

How can I be threatened by you!

The prince has a benevolent heart, so he should strive to follow him. If a man dies for his confidant, what does it have to do with you! "

On the third day after he was born, his mother entered the palace and became the wet nurse of the prince.

Mother didn't leave the palace until she and the prince were one year old.

His Song family was originally an ordinary innocent family, but after Yuan Guifei deliberately took care of him, it became a wealthy family with maids and servants.

When he was young, every time the prince went out of the palace, he stayed in his house, and he was by his side, so it can be said that they grew up together.

Now, he is already a seventh-rank master, he can start a sect and recruit many disciples.

You can also serve the imperial court and honor your ancestors.

However, in front of him, he is still helping the prince to do business outside, managing restaurants, inns, and furniture stores.

No other reason, just because of getting used to it.

The power of habit is powerful, and he feels at a loss what to do without this prince.

"You can be regarded as our family watched and grew up,"

Hong Ying suddenly laughed, "What the lord means today is that your mother is getting old and needs someone to take care of her. It's better for you to stay in the capital."

"There are servants at home, and if I stay at home, it will only make them angry. Why bother?"

Song Cheng rubbed his aching chest, "Boss Hong clearly knows that I must have followed to Sanhe, why bother provoking me on purpose."

"Our family didn't want to take care of you," Hong Ying shook his head and sighed, "but later our family has to do something, and misfortune and fortune are unpredictable. If something happens, the way to Sanhe will depend entirely on you .

If our family retreats completely, naturally you won't be needed anymore. It's up to you to decide whether to go or stay. "

"Boss Hong, you are joking, there is no place in Ankang City that you can't go to, who can stop you, who dares to keep you, unless"

Song Cheng's expression changed drastically, "Boss Hong, are you going to enter the palace?"

"No one is allowed to tell."

Hong Ying was noncommittal, stood up and walked to the door, then suddenly turned around and said, "Protect the prince well."

"Director Hong, think twice."

Song Cheng chased after him, but Hong Ying was nowhere to be seen.

After nightfall, he lay on the bed, rolling over and over, unable to fall asleep.

He was worried about Hong Ying.

Although Hong Ying beat him and scolded him, that was what he deserved, no matter what, he should bear it, and he couldn't complain a bit, after all, Hong Ying was half his master!

When I was a child, I hired a teacher at home, and my level was limited.

Without Hong Ying's guidance, he might just be a low-level warrior in his life!

Now I am only at the seventh rank at a young age!

If people knew about it, they would definitely be included in the list of Liang Guo's top ten geniuses!

Thinking, I still have things to do tomorrow, so I have to sleep if I can’t sleep. I was about to count sheep when I heard movement from under the wall.

After the seventh rank, his ears are particularly good.

Without hesitation, he got up and jumped out of the window.

"Who?"

"Help us up"

"Boss Hong"

Song Cheng hurried over, and as soon as he touched his chest, he felt something sticky sticking to his clothes.

Hastily carried it back into the room and put it on the bed.

After lighting the lamp, he saw clearly that Hong Ying was injured.

Her tightly closed lips were bleeding profusely, her face was gray, and the clothes on her chest were stained with blood.

Suddenly, I couldn't hold back my mouth, and a big mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Boss Hong"

Song Cheng put one hand against his back, and the other hand was about to press luck.

"no need"

Hong Ying slowly opened his eyes, took out a blood-stained handkerchief from his wide sleeves and wiped it at the corner of his mouth, "Our family is cultivating femininity, so let's do it ourselves.

You go to the prince and take good care of the prince.

Our house is like this, I'm afraid it will scare him when we go back.

Tell the lord that something is wrong with our family, you go first, and our family will catch up in a few days."

Before he finished speaking, he passed out on the bed.

"Boss Hong"

No matter how Song Cheng yelled, Hong Ying did not respond.

In desperation, he was given a pill.

It was another hot day, Lin Yi got up very early, after breakfast, he still didn't find Hong Ying, asked all the people in the mansion, but no one knew his whereabouts.

Until Song Cheng entered the door.

"You said he was out on errands?"

"Yes, Manager Hong, he said let us leave tomorrow."

Song Cheng said with a smile.

"He is alone, what can he do?"

Lin Yi frowned and asked.

"This..." Song Cheng said with a sneer, "My lord, you know, how dare I ask."

"No," Lin Yi then shook his head and said, "He has something to say to the king, and he ran all the way to talk to you?"

"My lord, I am also his half-disciple"

Song Cheng forcefully explained.

"To be honest, where is he? I guess it's not an errand, but something happened?"

Lin Yi looked at Song Cheng's eyes.

The more evasive Song Cheng was, the more ominous he felt.

He has seen this kind of scene a lot in TV dramas.

"Prince" Song Cheng knelt down.

"It's over." Lin Yi's heart suddenly hung up.

Lin Yi took a carriage to the yard in the suburbs.

"What are you laughing at? No one will know about your death. You dare to break into the palace. You are so brave."

Looking at Hong Ying, who was half dead and still smiling, Lin Yi's heart suddenly stopped.

"Lord"

Hong Ying panted heavily, but his eyes fixed on the porcelain jar in Lin Yi's hand.

"Hey, if you say you want it, just take my seal. Why take such a big risk."

Lin Yi stuffed the jar into his hand.

After all, he didn't say something like "whether it's worth it to almost risk your life for a useless lifeblood".

He grew up in an orphanage, and most of the friends around him were handicapped.

He understands the psychology of these people. It is annoying for a normal person to say "this is not important, that is not important, it's no big deal".

Only when there is lack, can we know the real desire.

"I don't want to dirty your hands." Hong Ying was still smiling.

"You bastard, I have regarded you as a brother since I was a child. When did I treat you as a slave, and if you like to be a slave, go to others."

Tears welled up in his eyes.

"My lord, don't blame me, the little one just thinks that he can be a complete person after he dies in the future, the baby can't stay in the palace."

Hong Ying coughed while talking.

Lin Yi hurriedly gave him the back, but still couldn't help cursing angrily, "Then there's still time to get it, it's not that I went to Sanhe and really never came back."

"My lord, I have encountered a demon in my heart."

Hong Ying sat up straight, leaned against the wall, and said with a wry smile, "The lingering familiarity brings back the demons, my lord, it's said in your book."

"What the hell?"

Lin Yi was stunned.

Heart demon?

In which novel did he say it?

"The little one is the little demon.

If you don't take it back, you will never get an inch. "

Hong Ying took a sip from the water glass that Song Cheng sent over, "The one who subdues the demon first subdues his own heart, and if the heart is subdued, the evil spirits will retreat;

Those who control the horizontal must control the energy first, and if the energy is calm, the horizontal will not invade..."

Lin Yi didn't wait for him to finish, and said angrily, "Why do you still have the demons, you should just practice the Taoist heart to plant demons."

Lin Yi was no stranger to Hong Ying's situation.

In the previous life, those who read online novels and played games have become obsessed!

When you get on the plane, you can't wait to jump off and eat chicken!

"Evil Emperor Xiang Yutian, the unrivaled master of the Demon Sect, indeed has the talent of heaven,"

Hong Yong said with a yearning expression, "However, we still need the magic door relics as a helper.

This relic contains the life-long skills poured by the sage of the Demon Sect before his death. With the relic, it will not be so difficult to practice.

The small one doesn't know where the relic is. "

"Hearing your tone, if you really want to have such a thing, have you really practiced it?"

Lin Yi has a headache!

"Of course not!"

Hong Ying said affirmatively, "There is no end to the void, and there is no limit to the avenue. The little ones are naturally devoted to the Tao, and will not do things that sacrifice the root and chase the end."

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Lin Yi sighed.

How could he meet such a fool!

Listen to a novel and take it seriously!

If there is a mental hospital, he will send it there without hesitation!

ps: Thank you guys, your taste is really good

(End of this chapter)