"Supporting each other?" The Hidden King showed a sneer, "That's it...... In the eyes of the world, maybe that's it......"

The little guy didn't feel that he had said anything wrong, but seeing that the hidden king's reaction was wrong, he immediately shut up, pondering and not daring to speak again.

When they arrived at the gate of King Ling's mansion, the carriage stopped, and the person who picked them up lifted the curtain of the carriage, but King Qian was still sitting in the car, as if he didn't want to get out of the car at all.

"Lord Wang?" The little servant of the Hidden King called.

King Qian's eyelashes trembled, and finally said, "This king didn't run out of food just now, and I'm always a little hungry, so you don't have to stay at the door later, go buy some food for this king......

The little servant hesitated a little, "Lord Wang, since you have arrived at King Ling's Mansion, there will definitely be some food in the mansion......"

"Don't ......" the Hidden King shook his head and coldly spat out a word, "dirty." ”

The little guy was dumbfounded, he didn't understand how the food in the palace was dirty, it stands to reason that the palace is invited to be a master, strictly controlled, if something goes wrong, it will be lost in the head, so can it be dirty?

But when his master said so, he didn't refute it, so he responded yes.

The king of the hidden king was helped out of the carriage by him, and when the little servant helped him, he realized that the hand of the king was cold, obviously when he went out, he also wore an extra shirt, and he stayed in the warm carriage all the way, why is the prince's hand so cold?

Maybe I haven't eaten enough!

Thinking like this, the little guy watched the hidden king walk into the Ling Wang's mansion step by step, the little guy rubbed his eyes, he had never seen his master walk so slowly, as if he was going to hell......

Bah!

The little guy hurriedly stopped his thoughts, this is King Ling's Mansion, it is the mansion of his own prince and brother, what kind of hell is it!

Seeing the hidden king walk in, the little guy immediately changed cars and went to the lively market.

The Hidden King walked in with a dead face, and stopped in front of the bedroom he hadn't been to in years.

The door was not closed, it was halfway open, and he swept his gaze in, and all he saw was the mess and debris all over the ground, and the blood on the ground.

There was a trace of bloody smell blowing out of the room, and when the king heard it, his heart was panicked, and he had a feeling of wanting to vomit, so he stretched out a hand and raised it to hold the door frame to prevent himself from throwing up.

"Yo?" King Ling inside looked up and saw King Qian, who was standing at the door, "Brother, are you here?" Why don't you come in and sit? ”

The Hidden King pursed his lips, "If you have something to say, say it here." ”

King Ling smiled, gloomy and lonely, "Brother, this king is not in a very good mood today, you are a younger brother, you should come to accompany this king!" This king tells you to come in, and you come in! ”

When it comes to the last sentence, it is already a loud roar.

The Hidden King lowered his eyes and looked down at his feet, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Don't worry......" King Ling, who was still roaring just now, suddenly slowed down his tone, "Those who are in the way of eyes and troubles have been taken away by this king, and no one will come to disturb our ......"

"Look at it, this king has prepared something good for you......" King Ling stood up, suddenly twitched a long whip from behind his waist, and whipped it on the ground with a snap, and then showed a look of enjoyment, "Listen, how nice this sound is, if it hits my beautiful brother, the sound of the skin opening the flesh will be even better......

As he spoke, he had already walked to the door and pulled the Hidden King in......