Kai walked in the garden in front of the Mindith Hall, walking through the gravel road intertwined with morning light and greenery, and felt comfortable.

Of course, according to the schedule, the old stubborn went out of the city today, with all the horses and carriages in place, and it was said that he would inspect the south for at least a month or two.

As Kai thought about it, he felt like the sky was much clearer.

As for the old stubborn grounding order for himself - who the cares about that?

Well, maybe someone does care:

As Kai approached the hall door, Noranur, who was standing guard at the bottom of the pillars, glared at him with a stupid look of "why are you here?"

And that's why he brought Val here:

Before Nolanur could open his mouth to ask, Val cleared his throat and stepped forward under Kai's eyes, embarrassment of his brother in a voice characteristic of the Northlanders.

As a member of the Royal Guard, Nolanur Arend may not hesitate to deal with the Assassins, but he is definitely not good at dealing with the troublesome brethren of his own mother.

Kay knows this all too well.

Taking advantage of the fact that Nolanur had no time to care about himself behind him, Kaishun walked into the hall obediently.

Perhaps because of the old stubbornness out of the city, the garrison in the Mindis Hall today is not so strict, a few cleaning servants come and go in a hurry, the Bright Star private soldiers only stand guard on the periphery, and only the elite and rare royal guards guard a few key positions:

Morian stood by the side door of the left hall, his eyes wide like brass bells, and Rogo stood opposite him in the right hall, dozing against the wall.

Directly in front of Kai, Tony stood firmly with his hands behind his back, and behind him was the staircase and the statue of the Three Kings of the Stars on the wall.

"Your Majesty has grounded you," Tony's voice was emotionless:

"You shouldn't be here. ”

Kai snorted and continued walking in the direction of the stairs:

"You shouldn't ask where I'm going. ”

But Tony reached out and stopped him.

"Go back. He said coldly, his tone non-negotiable.

"It's for your own good. ”

Kay's eyes swept over Tony's knife that swung at his side.

Troublesome.

Kai had always believed that there were two kinds of people in the world: those he could beat, and those who he had to call for helpers, such as Val and the strong squire Kanna, to beat.

But there is no doubt that the famous chief guard officer of the royal guard, Lord Conrad Toney, belongs to the third category.

Mollian and Rogo on either side looked sideways, as if expecting what was next.

Kai sighed and took a step back:

"Well, do you know what the funniest part is about what happened next?"

Tony pursed his lips.

Kai smiled brightly and danced to express himself. ：

"I want to go up, and you won't let me, and then I insist, and you do it, but I struggle, and it's loud enough to knock over the ceiling, and then the herald will come down with the order, and tell you to stop—take me up. ”

Tony frowned and glanced at the steps behind him.

Kai folded his arms and smiled confidently:

"So why don't we skip that whole bunch of steps in the middle and go straight to the result: let me go up?"

Tony's face grew more and more ugly.

On the other side, Morian blinked and pointed to the top of his head, "Ahem, he has a point—I mean, just let him go up?"

Luo Ge in the right hall crooked the corners of his mouth, looking like he wanted to laugh but couldn't help it.

Kai felt like he had indeed won.

Because Tony snorted angrily, but did nothing, and stepped aside.

"That's right. ”

Kai cocked his triumphant nostrils and crossed Tony, ignoring his opponent's blue face with anger.

In order to provoke, he even raised his hands, snapped his fingers rhythmically, tap-danced, hummed a ditty, shook his shoulders, and twisted up the stairs despite the strange gazes of the servants and royal guards.

Kai haughtily walked past the portraits of the Three Kings of the Stars—the King of the Mongrels, the King of the Wife, and the King of the Rotten Debts (after the last time he called him that, the old stubborn himself pressed him into the Tomb of the Stars and beat him with thirty sticks, until his mother, with a big belly, heard the news and rushed back from the tea party to save him)—and threw a wink at the two maids who had come downstairs, causing them to flee to the side, turn around, and run.

It's still a good day, isn't it?

Kay stared at the back of one of the younger maids, admiring her shaking buttocks and thinking contentedly.

But he hadn't taken a few steps before he saw a sturdy man in black, surrounded by two attendants, coming up the stairs and walking down the steps.

Kai's brisk footsteps froze for a moment.

No.

The moment he saw the man in black, Kai wailed in pain in his heart.

It's him.

The last person he wanted to see.

Most of all, there is no "one".

How did he end up here?

And not where he should be most - in the filthy barracks, in the harsh north, to continue to drink his human blood and cut off his heads?

Kai bared his teeth in a headache, and as he expertly lowered his head and chest and leaned towards the side of the stairs, minimizing his presence, he turned silently like a lowly servant, intending to slip away.

And counting on the man in black to ignore him.

But his wish ultimately fell through.

"Where are you going?"

Kai's steps froze.

A familiar and unfamiliar voice came from overhead, like an old organ that had been eroded for many years, and when it was played, every string was a murderous weapon: "This is how you reacted after a year of separation?"

The man in black who came down the stairs walked with a majestic spirit.

Molian, Rogo, and Tony all stood in unison, bowing their heads to the man—a treat that Kay had never enjoyed.

Wait a minute.

Kay glanced at Mollian below, and suddenly understood something.

They knew he was here.

They did it on purpose.

"Dodge, evade, turn a blind eye...... It's like you're running away from your identity and responsibilities. ”

This man has razor-sharp eyes, resolute cheeks, broad chest, and a posture that never seems to bend.

Above all, his presence was like a dose of ice and snow, driving away all the warmth in the hall and replacing it with heaviness and tension.

Kai let out a resigned breath and turned around with a tingling scalp.

I saw the man in black standing on top of him, and said coldly:

"My dear little brother. ”

A cold sweat broke out on Kai's forehead, and the panic and fear that he hadn't seen for a long time hit at the same time.

Damn it.

Kai sighed silently in his heart, he didn't want (he didn't dare!) to look the other man in the eye, just to stay on the placket of the man's chest.

I'm not afraid of him.

You're not afraid of him.

Damn, Kai, you're not afraid of him!

Kai repeated it three times in his heart.

Kai raised his head and forced himself to squeeze out an ugly smile:

"Hi, Horace!"

"My dear good brother, the weather is not ...... When will you come back to the royal capital?"

God knows how hard it took Kai to squeeze such a sentence out of fear and nervousness.

Horace, dressed in black, frowned slightly, as if the temperature around him began to drop.

That's right, in this world, Kai is one of the last people he wants to see.

It is his tall, strong, brave, murderous, and mentally abnormal second brother who lacks love.

Of course, the last description, Kai usually doesn't say it to his face.

"If I had known earlier, I would have been able to prepare ......"

Horace stared at Kai for a long time, until the chill in his eyes almost filled an entire iceberg of the cellar, when an ominous muffled sound came out of his throat and interrupted Kai:

"I've heard that. ”

"While the Alert Department was chasing the fugitives, it 'happened' to drag you out of a clubhouse on Red Square Street. ”

Kai's smile froze.

Wait a minute.

This......

Horace still stared at Kay with a blank expression.

Well, as always, this guy didn't mean to say hello.

But......

Kai shook his head with difficulty, twitching his cheeks, and said with an unnatural playfulness:

"No, no, no, you misunderstood, I just had a poetry and literature discussion meeting with my friends, and the atmosphere on Hongfang Street was better, so we booked a private room, drank some wine together, and discussed the manor poetry school in the Red King period......"

Horace narrowed his eyes slightly, and slowly approached Kai, which, with his muscular figure, was like a hill pressing down on him.

"Friend, poetry discussion?"

Kai nodded innocently and innocently:

"You know, it's the ...... that likes to do."

Horace was still staring at him indifferently.

"But never held a poetry discussion at two o'clock in the morning," he heard the second prince say coldly, "not on some oversized and luxurious soft bed on Red Square Street." ”

Morning.

Large bed.

A premonition that something bad was going to happen hit Kai's heart.

He didn't get drunkenly stuck between three bare-ass women when the vigilante arrived, and then he was dragged naked into the street, dragged all the way until he wailed out the royal family name. ”

Horace spoke slowly, with a muffled sound to every word.

Kai's expression froze.

Damn it.

Shouldn't this be a secret?

Where did he find out?

He swears that when Horace spoke of "bare-ass women," the Morian below looked at them with a smile.

Although the fact that Kai was grounded is public, the truth behind it is ...... The old stubborn gave a strict order, except for the parties involved, shouldn't this matter be covered?

Kai twisted his neck unnaturally and looked away:

"Well, you're ...... Where did you hear that?"

Horace's eyes were full of contempt.

"My wife, and she heard it from Madame Hebran. ”

Mrs. Hebran?

And so on, so the meaning is ......

Kai figured out something, and a large haze flashed in his heart.

Oh no.

The gossip ladies circle of the royal capital, those damn long-tongued women...... Don't expect him to do the oral work for them anymore!

Well, except maybe Madame Elysée......

After all, her moans were so moving......

But Horace's voice interrupted Kay's thoughts, which had already drifted to the Far East:

"After you've been caught in public lying naked in bed with a slut, a hero's widow, and a viscountess her husband doesn't know, and you've been identified by half a street......"

His second brother made no secret of the disgust in his tone:

"The dignity of the royal family, the loyalty of the nobility, the stability of the rule...... Do you know how much effort your father has to put in your mess because you can't control your lower body?"

Kai raised an eyebrow, disapproving.

Well, I probably know - the whip marks that were whipped in the Fuxing Palace are still vivid.

There were also a lot of warrants and royal gifts to soothe his vassals—especially the husband who was known to be a cuckold by all the kings, but Kai was sure that the coward who liked to listen to his wife's screams had been promoted in exchange for this, and he might have been happier.

Isn't that enough?

"Every time we think you're going to settle down and change your ways, you jump out and tell everyone that you're still the most disgusting harlequin. ”

Kai found himself trembling slightly.

"Our enemies owe you a debt of gratitude: you single-handedly made our family name and family the biggest laughing stock in this country. Horace's eyes were like those of a military judge in a barracks.

Look, that's what they care about.

Surname.

Clan.

It's really old-fashioned, is there anything else?

Kai sneered inwardly and made up his mind: I'm going to fight him.

This cocky bastard.

And he knew how to annoy Horace.

Kai looked heartless and didn't care, and snorted: "Laughing stock?"

"I don't know, but Madame Elysée laughed quite merrily that night—I mean, who doesn't like to talk about poetry?"

Kay was pleased to see Horace's face darkening and darkening.

That's right, the more angry he is, the happier he is.

If this damn muscular guy really thought he could......

Kai spread his hands and smiled defiantly:

"Of course, you may not understand, but you may prefer to be in the barracks, rubbing shoulders and sweating with tens of thousands of rough men every night......

In the next second, Horace, who was dressed in black, shook his right arm abruptly, and his five fingers grabbed out like eagle claws!

Syllable!

He grabbed Kay's shoulder joint.

Kai shuddered, gasping for breath at the sudden onset of pain.

He subconsciously raised his hand, scrambling to resist Horace's five-finger lock.

But his brother didn't know what technique to use, and with a flick of his left hand, Kai's right wrist went numb for a while, and then hung down weakly.

"That's what you're capable of?"

Horace's eyes approached him like a knife, and the strength in his hand slowly expanded, causing Kai to sweat all over: "I can't even break an egg...... How the hell do you women? Let them you?"

Damn, shit, shit!

Kai twitched his face and shook his shoulders as he turned sideways, struggling to resist his large, hook-like rough hand, trying to break free from his grip.

Damn, damn it, where did this damn muscular man get so much strength......

"Crying, shouting, just like before, it's a pity that my mother can't come to save you anymore......"

Horace seemed to have a storm in his eyes:

"Or continue to run away from home like a coward, as you did three years ago?" Oh, I forgot, you little young master with fine skin and tender flesh couldn't even reach the cold castle, and you died penniless on the side of the road—or did my troops bring you back?"

Kai tried to kick out his right leg, but Horace, who had an unknown prophet, kicked his ankle in advance, and returned in vain.

Behind Horace, two equally fierce princes, Pock and Thatch, who at first glance were not good people, seemed to be accustomed to their masters, and they only glanced at each other, and then silently stepped back a few steps away, leaving room for their royal highness.

"Tell me. ”

"How many years," Horace's voice was terrifying, and his hands became more and more forceful, and Kai was forced to bend his knees slowly: "When will you learn not to be a waste, not to be a family disgrace, not to hold us back?"

Waves of sharp pain came from the shoulder joint and collarbone, and Kai almost fainted in pain.

But that's irrelevant.

"When will you stop being like that rat poop in the pot?"

Kai held back his face and pretended to be tough and glared back at his brother.

He didn't beg for mercy, he didn't scream, and he didn't bow his head to admit his mistake.

He can't throw in the towel.

Don't show weakness.

Especially in front of this madman.

Just like before.

No!

"What, when?"

Kai twisted his face, his blurred eye sockets, and stubbornly squeezed out a painful smile:

"Maybe, never?"

Apparently, Horace was not satisfied with his answer.

The arm muscles of the second prince, which had been trained in his military career all the year round, trembled slightly.

In the next second, Kai felt the big hand clasped on his shoulder change his posture, and a sharp pain in his heart followed!

Kai's face turned pale with pain, and he involuntarily tightened his body, hoping to relieve the pain.

He had to get out of here—the fact that every part of Kai's body was unnaturally reminding his master—away from the damn muscular man in front of him.

Val was probably still arguing with his brother at the door, and Cana was ordered to go home to reflect, and Kay's squire couldn't count on it......

Below them, the royal guards must have seen it, but they dutifully stood at their posts, turning a blind eye.

Kai had to regret his bad attitude towards them.

At this time.

"I'm not trying to interrupt you, Horace. ”

A neat and powerful, but fresh and pleasant male voice sounded from the stairs ahead, with a little banter:

"But you seem to ...... Blocking the stairs?"

Horace snorted unceremoniously, his hand relaxing slightly at the shout.

Kai, who was not in so much pain, breathed a sigh of relief.

But Horace didn't look at him.

The second prince's chamberlains, Pock and Thatch, stepped aside and bowed slightly to the newcomer.

This man is slender, but not thin, fair-skinned, but not weak, when he steps down the steps and looks up, it gives people a sense of freshness.

Although he had seen it countless times, Kay had to admit that both he and Horace were attracted by the man's face again the moment they met his eyes, and even forgot the pain for a while.

Without him, because this man is really ......

It's so handsome.

The edges and corners of his face seem to have been carved out by a master himself, and every minute is just right, neither sharp nor abrupt, nor mediocre.

His temperament is natural and elegant, and he is sassy and sassy, when he is not smiling, he is like a still painting, carefully carved everywhere, and when he smiles, he is like a light blooming, which makes people forget it at first sight.

And his eyes are one of the magic strokes, when bright there is a whirlpool, seductive, gloomy when bleak, distressing, direct look is sincere, eyes have their own majesty.

"Look at his ruffian-like look. ”

Horace's palm was still clasped around the pale Kai, and he didn't look back:

"I just don't understand why I am brothers with him and share the same surname?"

The handsome and thrilling man glanced at Kai, hooked the corners of his mouth, and showed a smile, as if flowers were blooming, shaking Kai's eyes:

"yes. ”

"Sometimes I wonder about that. ”

The handsome newcomer shrugged.

Kai began to tremble slightly.

Brothers.

This is his brother.

his family.

And his damn ...... Blood.

Something he would rather not want.

Thinking of this, Kai gritted his teeth, raised his head again, and snorted fiercely: "Yes, why?"

"Ask our mother to go. ”

Horace's face was cold, and his fingers exerted.

Kai felt his shoulder start to hurt again.

But at this moment, the beautiful man on the side coughed lightly.

"Forget it, Horace. ”

"Your time is much more precious than this guy's, it's not worth wasting. ”

The beautiful man pointed to the top of his head, with a smile that kills both men and women:

"Besides, this is his hall. ”

"His turf. ”

"Not suitable. ”

The remark worked, and at least Horace was silent for a moment.

Kay still struggles against "brother's affection", but his struggles are useless, like tickling Horace.

After a few seconds, the second prince seemed to have figured out something, and finally let go of his hand.

Deflated, Kai leaned back against the wall, panting and rubbing his shoulders.

He looked at the beautiful newcomer, rolled his eyes, and called out the newcomer's name weakly:

". ”

If someone were to ask Kai what could be worse than running into a bastard brother in the morning, the answer would be:

Meet two bastard brothers.

That's right, Bright Star.

His youngest brother.

Kai stared at indignantly, sensitively aware that the other party's eyes were as haughty as ever, full of disgust and disdain.

And most importantly......

Damn, why is he so handsome!

I have to admit that among the brothers, Kai and are both like their mothers, but to put it mildly, is the one who really inherited and even carried forward his mother's beauty.

Well, it may be a bit inaccurate to describe it as beautiful, but in fact, it would be too rude and rough to describe in terms of male adjectives, but it is a little too feminine and too feminine to praise it, and it lacks strength.

So, Kai found a nickname for him that would neither be too rude and masculine, nor be mistaken for a woman:

Sissy.

Although Kai is sure that all the people who have seen Hayman in person will not agree to use this word.

But what can Kai do, there are only so many words in the world, don't you, you have to choose one?

It wasn't because he was jealous of Heyman's appearance, well, maybe a little, but definitely not much.

Although Kay will never forget that at any prom, Bright Star was the most eye-catching man.

For many years, the ladies of the royal capital (and perhaps some men, Kai viciously thought) at the ball were the first to look at the ball and the first place on the list of "the most wanted spring breeze" to be firmly controlled by this sissy and never wavered.

However, this sissy is also well versed in the profound truth of wanting to capture and indulge, and she pretends to be high, pretending to be high, and never pretends to be attentive and suggestive, which makes the ladies even more crazy.

This hypocrisy, well-hidden hypocrite, sets off Kai, who also has royal blood, like a cheesy street prostitute who drills holes.

And every time, the disdainful look in which stared at him......

A mechanical and boring voice joins the conversation:

"Your Highnesses, is there any problem?"

As footsteps approached, a long-faced man in guard attire appeared on the stairs above, looking down on the three princes condescendingly.

Seeing this man, Horace narrowed his eyes, and Kai subconsciously shrank back.

The fourth prince,, shrugged his shoulders and responded with a proper bow, his voice pleasant and his smile bright:

"No, Lord Sacrael, it's just a reminiscence of brothers whom we haven't seen for a long time. ”

The Lord nodded, but did not move, just stared at the three of them with burning eyes.

It seems that something is waiting for.

Horace understood, he grinned, and no longer looked at Kai, who was gasping against the wall, and took his attendant officer down the stairs and walked away.

Sakel watched his back walk away.

Kai exhaled as if the catastrophe had passed.

chuckled and turned to Sakel overhead.

"You know, my lord, my brother has always admired you—he feels that you should serve your country in his barracks, not in the royal guard. ”

The man with the long face is expressionless:

"I know. ”

raised an eyebrow and looked at him for a long time, never waiting for anything more.

"Okay. ”

The fourth prince sighed, and then nodded:

"That's kind of what he likes about you. ”

Sakel did not speak.

turned around and reached for Kessel, who was leaning against the wall, but was thrown away by an unappreciative Kay.

"So you're messing around with him now?"

Kai looked at him coldly, "Brothers, and that makes you feel good?"

The pretty prince frowned:

"It doesn't matter how I feel, what matters is that without me, you ...... with Horace"

Kai looked back at him haughtily, "Come on, sissy, we all know what kind of character you are. ”

"Don't pretend. ”

laughed dumbly.

He snorted and shook his head, his picture-like heroic and sharp features flickering slightly in the sun, which made people pay attention:

"Do me a favor, Kessel. ”

started calling him by his full name again.

God knows how much he hates the name.

Kai turned his head disdainfully.

I only heard laugh and say:

"The next time you're going to talk to someone about poetry, buy a hat and block it. ”

When he heard "Exploring Poetry", Kay already felt bad.

But he was still stunned for a second.

Hat?

"Buy a hat, what do you block?" he asked stupidly.

Like a loving older brother, Hyman touched his brother's head dotingly when Kai couldn't react, and smiled brightly:

"Don't you understand that, little fool. ”

"Block the hole in your head. ”

Yes?

Why block the ...... in your head?

Kai touched the door of his head and suddenly reacted.

Block your dad!

But Heyman had already withstood his handsome face, and walked with graceful and dashing steps, following behind the cold, sharp and devouring Horace, and left.

Only Kai, who was so angry as to jump behind, was left behind.

"Heyman Bright Star, you've got a hole!"

"Your whole family has a ...... in their heads" cough cough cough, there seems to be something wrong......

In short, is it great to be handsome?

If you are handsome, you can do whatever you want?

Kai turned around swearingly, cursing the folds of his clothes as he cursed the bad morning.

But his scalp shuddered, and he slowly raised his gaze.

I saw that the chief penistor of the royal guard, Sakel, was still standing at the corner of the stairs above, staring at him indifferently, motionless.

It's kind of crazy.

As if to remind him of something.

Kai shuddered, understanding what the other party meant.

Oh, yes.

Kay glanced at Sacrael and thought sullenly.

How could he forget?

When the whip marks on his back were still aching—how could he forget the man who was ordered by the king to carry the whip to execution?

Kai dodged a glance at the chief penistor above his head and waved his hand:

"I know, I know I'm grounded, but I'm just here today ......"

But the long-faced Guards Punishment Officer didn't wait for him to finish, he turned around indifferently and disappeared from sight.

Kai's expression was halfway done, and he had to turn his head stupidly, and his hands that had nowhere to put could only be helplessly inserted into his waist.

That's nice.

At least he didn't ask anything about bare-bottomed women.

Kai threw a bully look of "what do you look at" to the "Wife King" with a terrifying expression on the wall, and continued to walk up, to the second floor, and then was stunned.

On the second floor, the floor-to-ceiling windows and doors are open, and in front of them are two large drawing boards and countless paints.

Between the panels sits a bloated man in fine costumes, with his back to Kai and a few brushes between his hands, concentrating on the canvas to capture the courtyard of the Medis Hall in the morning light.

But Kai subconsciously spoke:

"Chubby!"

Chubby - the back of the man who was painting stiffened slightly.

Kai looked at the sketchpad in horror and measured the distance from it to the stairs, "You, you've been here?"

"You...... Did you hear it all?"

The bloated man turned his ass in the chair, revealing an ordinary face, small eyes squeezed into fleshy cheeks, blinking impatiently.

"No, I didn't hear it all. ”

The fat man's procrastination was very heavy, like a philistine businessman: "I only know that you read poetry with three or thirteen old mature women?"

Kai's body flickered, and he wailed silently.

No.

Why don't you listen to all of this?

"Don't worry," the chubby man he called seemed to sense Kai's despair, and he shook his head, rather gloating:

"I'm not interested in you being tied up and paraded bare-assed. ”

Why do you say it again, this is called not listening to all?

Kai was going crazy, he looked at the other party and smiled, only to feel ashamed and angry.

"I don't have a bare fart...... Well, forget it, I mean, you hear it, but you just sit here and don't care about anything?"

Chubby waved a paintbrush: "Uh-huh." ”

Kay's eyes widened.

"Did you see that killer muscular man? and you just watched him lose his temper with me?"

"Uh-huh. ”

"Have you seen your twin brother, and seen him ingratiating himself with Horace and helping him step on me?"

"Hmm...... Hum. ”

The fat man shook his head indifferently, his expression was still relaxed, and he looked quite complacent and unapologetic.

Kai made an extremely rude lip call, but didn't scold, knowing that Saker was nearby.

He threw his hands away and exhaled as if he had given up on himself.

"You're really good, dead fatty. ”

"That's your mess, why should I get involved. ”

The fat man shrugged.

Kai raised his finger and looked at each other coldly with a look of "it's really yours".

"You know, Bank, sometimes I wonder if you're really my brother?"

"Did we really crawl out of the same mother's belly, or did the mother sneeze when she gave birth to you?"

The man he called "Chubby" had a cold expression.

That's right, it's Bancroft.

His third brother.

It is said that he and Heyman are twins.

Kai looked at the fat facial features on the other party's face, which were squeezed into a ball of flesh, and subconsciously frowned.

Genetically, Horace followed his father, Kay and Heyman followed his mother, and Bancroft ......

Well, what he was carrying was probably a certain potato that his mother ate during her pregnancy.

After Bank began to lose shape at the age of six, he became more and more convinced of this.

Banker is the least trouble-seeking existence in the entire Fuxing Palace, except for liking to paint some soul paintings that people can't recognize the prototype, there are basically no major shortcomings - Kai means, look at his second and fourth brothers, one is rigid and the other is flamboyant.

But this doesn't make Kai like him much, on the contrary, Bank's ignorant and innocent appearance of "brothers fight and hang me" makes Kai extremely disgusted.

Even worse than opposition is neglect.

So this dead fat man always makes Kai want to beat him, even though Kai knows that fists will only bounce back from Bank's bottomless flesh - then again, what is Bank's going to ...... Do that? When that one gets up, will it be exposed? won't it sink into the flesh?

Bank took a deep breath, glanced at Kai with the eyes of a trash can, and then let out a long sigh:

"You just don't understand, do you? ”

Kai frowned:

"What do you know?"

Bank gave Kay a deep look.

The fat man then shook his head and waved his arm at the pillars and gardens in the distance outside the window:

"For hundreds of years, the design and layout of the Mindith Room is a classic in the art world, and the garden is a unique heirloom, every angle is like a landscape painting, and many artists and architects want to see it. ”

The tone was full of admiration.

Kai raised an eyebrow and pointed along Bank's arm, only to see a black and gray stone pillar, a pile of red, green, and green flowers and plants.

He looked back a little stupidly:

"Landscape painting...... So?"

Banker finished admiring the view, and then straightened his face.

"But while you're standing here, little Kessel......"

Banker grabbed his paintbrush, added color to the canvas, and said with a look of disgust:

"It's like an extra stain on the canvas. ”

"That's why you're ostracized everywhere, and everybody hates you. ”

"Now, you'd better get out of the way. ”

Banker said as he ripped over the drawing board, twisted his chair, and turned in the other direction.

Leave Kai with a fat bulge and a tight pants in the butt butt.

Kay's smile froze.

He was about to kick Banker's painting subconsciously.

"Don't touch my things," Banker didn't reply:

"Otherwise, I can't guarantee that when I tour the South next quarter, the pretty ladies and ladies of Blade will know about your 'bare-fart poetry club.'" ”

Kai's kicking out foot stopped in mid-air.

He moved his lips, but eventually had to turn away mechanically.

"Good. ”

Kai said angrily: "You just hold the paintings you can't sell, and hold the villains on your pieces of paper for a lifetime!"

"Dead fat man with no sex!"

Single for life!

The dead fat man didn't look back, but just swung his right hand back, protruding a fleshy middle finger between the four brushes.

Triumphantly walked up the steps of the third floor.

But he kept thinking about that sentence.

That's why everybody hates you.

Everybody hates you.

Kai clenched his fists.

He was wrong.

Kai said sullenly to himself.

Bank was wrong.

Not everyone.

Once, his mother liked him.

She would laugh at his pranks, and praise his ideas when he was angry, whether they were decent or not, and what the consequences were.

Until she ......

Not everyone.

Kai paused, looked up, and looked at the room in front of him: the most important main room in the Mindish Hall.

He swallowed, cleared his throat, and straightened his clothes.

But before Kai could knock, the door opened.

A prince's attendant from a low-ranking nobleman bowed, smiled at him, and motioned for him to enter.

"Your Highness is waiting for you. ”

Kai's heart warmed.

Not everyone.

He said to himself slowly.

No.

He responded politely and decently to the friendly chamberlain with the courtesy that Prince Kessel probably had rare in his life, and he even remembered that the other man's name seemed to be Cassel.

Kai took a deep breath and stepped into the room with the most cheerful and happy mood, with the most brisk and relaxed steps.

He knew that the owner of the room did not like to be noisy.

But the other party has never been angry at his outrageous behavior.

Because.

Because not everyone hates him.

No.