Bastard's Counterattack [Rebirth]

"Hmm -" Rong Youtang let out a short half-voice, and then forcibly suppressed all the voices, his heart beating like a drum, beating wildly.

Zhao Zeyong exerted his arms hard, kissing passionately like a storm, stroking and biting, lips and tongues intertwined, rapid and heavy breathing intertwined, the pleasure quickly swept through the whole body, and under the excitement, he completely lost control!

Soon, Rong Youtang was hugged, and the two left the chair and the coffee table in the middle, staggered a few steps, stood and embraced each other, without any hindrance, they were close together.

"Hmm... Your Highness!" Panting, Rong Youtang gritted his teeth and closed his mouth tightly. He looked up, unable to resist, and was pushed back by King Qing's tall and strong body, and was immediately hugged again. Across two solid arms, unable to move.

For a moment, Zhao Zeyong couldn't hear anything clearly.He buried his head in the other party's fair and slender neck, licked and kissed him all the way, and gradually explored down. The slightly opened neckline in front of his eyes faintly revealed the scent of his sweetheart, which was extremely attractive and made him unable to calm down.

The skin on the neck is very delicate and sensitive, being savagely swept by King Qing's thick stubble, it made Rong Youtang shudder, ecstatic and numb,

"Your Highness...it's itchy! Don't, don't do it." Rong Youtang dissuaded, gasping for breath, his brows were frowning, his face was flushed, and his eyes were filled with water, shining brightly.

"Really?" Zhao Zeyong asked vaguely, his voice was low and hoarse, and he easily subdued the person in his arms, his muscles were tense and out of control, instead of stopping, he stroked and kissed more wantonly!

"Don't!" Rong Youtang couldn't stand this kind of stimulation, his whole body trembled violently, he couldn't help but began to struggle, but he couldn't move and couldn't dodge, his body seemed to be pressed down by a mountain, it was so heavy that his legs were weak, he was in a panic whisper:

"Your Highness!"

"Ok?"

Zhao Zeyong responded in time, but his movements didn't stop, all the domineering and toughness in his bones broke out. He was keenly aware that the other party was ticklish, and the more itchy he was, the more he leaned back to avoid it, not only showing his neck, but also——

next moment

Without hesitation, Zhao Zeyong obeyed his instincts, pushed the person into the grand master's chair, and at the same time leaned over to cover the other person tightly, and kissed him again, with some rough force.

In the darkness, they were entangled endlessly, and the sounds of panting, clothes rubbing, and tables and chairs being dragged were clearly audible.

"Oh! Uh... Your Highness!" The pressure was from top to bottom, Rong Youtang fell into the narrow and cramped chair, the back of his neck was held by King Qing, his breathing was blocked, he was almost suffocated, his eyes were reddish, and he was completely confused. There is no retreat, there is no escape, there is no escape!He was anxious, gritted his teeth, hugged the other party, and raised his face to meet him.

Zhao Zeyong was taken aback for a moment, then he was very satisfied and kissed back lovingly.

However, Rong Youtang took advantage of the other party's slackness, and quickly took a bite on his chin!

"Well?"

Zhao Zeyong raised his eyebrows, finally retreated a little, and asked majesticly: "Master Xiaorong, you are so brave, dare to bite?"

Rong Youtang was bold and fearless, hooked his opponent's neck, and took another bite!

"Have you calmed down?" Zhao Zeyong smiled, in a very good mood, gently stroking the jade-white cheeks of the person under him, wiped away the tears at the end of his eyes with his thumb, and asked in a low voice: "Why are you crying? Did it hurt you?"

Rong Youtang blushed instantly, and denied it categorically: "No!"

"It's fine if you don't have it, the king didn't try hard."

"Isn't it?" Rong Youtang's tone was full of doubts.

King Qing kept silent, his eyesight was extraordinary, he stared at the red, swollen and moist lips of the other party, his eyes were hot, his calloused right hand slowly moved down, brushed over the cheeks, the tip of the nose, the lips, the chin... Finally stopped at the neckline, two Fingers intertwined and twisted, and a button was undone with an inaudible "da".

"Wait a minute!" Rong Youtang's scalp was numb and he was in a hurry, he immediately protected his neckline and reminded embarrassingly, "This is the study."

"What's wrong with the study?" The man at the moment couldn't listen to the persuasion.

"The study is an important place, maybe someone outside the courtyard is begging to see you, it's not good for us to be like this." Rong Youtang discouraged in a low voice.

Zhao Zeyong didn't even think about it, and immediately proposed: "Then go back to the room?"

Rong Youtang's mind seemed to be filled with mud, and he lost his ability to think. He objected nonchalantly: "Yeah, it's not good, right? It's just getting dark, what time is it? You haven't had dinner yet."

"You are hungry?"

"Yes!" Rong Youtang's eyes lit up, and he nodded his head.

"Oh." Zhao Zeyong sighed, with obvious regret, and comforted him: "Well, let's eat first."

Immediately afterwards, there was complete silence in the study.

It was dark, and the surroundings were quiet.

Rong Youtang quietly buttoned his collar, thought for a while, supported King Qing's shoulders to get up, groped about roughly arranging his robes, and was silently busy.

for a while

"It's dark and it's time to light the lamp, but no one came in outside, maybe, maybe...they heard something, so it's not convenient for them to come in and do things." Rong Youtang speculated seriously.

"So what if I hear it? Don't be afraid, people who are not tight-lipped can't come to this courtyard." Zhao Zeyong said in relief.

Feeling guilty, Rong Youtang drank a cup of tea in the dark, and after calming down, he said: "Your Highness, sit down, I'll go out and have a look."

"Look at what?" Zhao Zeyong couldn't bear it, restrained himself, and called out:

"Come on!"

Rong Youtang quickly sat upright, with no abnormality on the surface.

"Your subordinate is here!" The two guards rushed to the door in time—yes, after hearing certain movements, they pretended to be ignorant, loyal, and dispatched some servants and eunuchs who were begging to see King Qing.

Zhao Zeyong ordered in a deep voice: "Hand up the lamp, and order the meal."

"Yes!"

not long

The lamps and candlesticks in the study were lit one by one, making them bright.

Rong Youtang held the newly added tea, drank it one by one, carefully looked at the furnishings in the room, and said with emotion: "Your Highness, your study is the same as before, and nothing has changed!"

"It's been used well, what should I change?" Zhao Zeyong replied with a smile, barely suppressing the crazily surging blood.

Rong Youtang readily agreed: "That's right. I don't like to change the study and bedroom in my house. The old things are pleasing to the eye and comfortable to use."

"Sit for a while and go eat, you can't starve Mrs. Rong to death." Zhao Zeyong said seriously.

Rong Youtang took a breath and said nothing.

After chatting for a while, the guard outside the door suddenly reported: "His Highness, Your Highness and Second Young Master Guo are asking to see each other!"

"Please." Zhao Zeyong ordered.

"Yes!"

Rong Youtang's spirit was shaken, he got up quickly, walked out quickly, and said as he walked: "Hey, I just returned to Beijing, and I haven't had time to visit many elders, relatives and friends."

Zhao Zeyong watched the back of the other party, his eyes were full of tolerance and appreciation.

At the gate of the courtyard, Guo Da followed him closely, and told him worriedly: "Your Highness Ninth, you have to be careful. Although this kid is only seven months old, he has a lot of strength. Be careful and he struggles violently."

"It's okay, I'm holding it with both hands, just in case he suddenly - ouch! Look, look, he's here again, stepping on my belly and kicking for fun." Ninth Prince Zhao Ze'an was overwhelmed with joy, the chubby baby in his arms giggled Laughing, dancing, very happy.

"Guo Rufeng!"

Guo Da patted his son's buttocks, and said in a rough voice: "No respect, no rules, no rules, do you know who is hugging you? I think you are itchy and want to be beaten."

Zhao Ze'an hurriedly stopped him: "He's only seven months old, what does he know? It's okay, I want to see how long he can jump!"

"Then you have to see, the brat can jump for hours." As soon as Guo Da finished speaking, he heard a clear voice from ahead:

"Your Majesty, Rong Youtang, see Your Highness the Ninth Prince."

"Ah!" Zhao Ze'an smiled, and shouted from a distance: "Brother Rong, stop being so polite, get up."

"Thank you, Your Highness." Rong Youtang stood up, then bowed his hands respectfully: "My lower official pays his respects to General Guo."

"Okay, okay, get up!" Guo Da laughed boldly, grabbing the opponent's arm and pulling him up.

Rong Youtang was overjoyed, and said sincerely: "I haven't seen you for a few years, His Highness Ninth Prince is becoming more and more energetic, and his height is about to catch up with His Royal Highness King Qing!"

"Where, it's still three or four inches away. You've also grown a lot taller, but your appearance hasn't changed at all." Zhao Ze'an is 15 years old, thin and straight, like a graceful bamboo, with honey-colored skin, and his gestures are quite heroic, completely fading from immaturity.

"You can do it, kid. You're really tough. You've made some political achievements before returning to Beijing."

Rong Youtang said humbly: "I don't dare to be, compared to you, I'm not worth mentioning. Huh? This one... must be Mr. Ling?"

"Oh, this is the dog Ru Feng, very naughty. When I went out, he cried at the top of his voice and insisted on following." Guo Da was full of pain and pet, and he patted his son's buttocks, but the baby was only a father. Playing with yourself, grinning, showing two newly erupted front teeth, tiger head and tiger brain.

Rong Youtang was quite sad, and apologized: "Because of the transfer, I missed the general's wedding banquet and your son's full moon wine one after another. I really shouldn't have."

"The official business of the imperial court is important, you can do it with your heart, and you can use it without courtesy. You don't have to regret it, come, Your Highness Ninth Prince, let him play with the child for a while." Guo Da waved his hand generously.According to the order of his parents and the words of the matchmaker, he has been married for more than two years, his wife is the granddaughter of Dali Siqing, and the couple have a son.

"Okay." Zhao Ze'an really put the baby into Rong Youtang's arms, and said: "Brother Rong, hold it steady."

"Okay, okay." Unprepared, Rong Youtang hurriedly hugged the baby who smelled of milk tightly with both hands, as if facing a big enemy, for fear of accidentally falling.

In the study, King Qing listened to a few people talking and laughing outside, feeling warm and at ease. He walked to the door, went down the stairs, and said with a fierce face, "How can a child be played with? Ziyan, you are careful, the old lady knows. "

"Shh, please keep it secret, I secretly carried him out to play, the ancestors didn't know." Guo Da told frankly.

"you--"

King Qing shook his head and had nothing to say.

"Haha, look at Ru Feng, he started jumping on Brother Rong's belly!" Zhao Ze'an watched with great interest.He is of high status, and as a baby of a powerful family, he is never reluctant to be taken out to be teased by others. He is surrounded and cared for by nurses and maids, like holding a phoenix egg. Satisfied his curiosity.

"Master Ling is really energetic." Rong Youtang was amazed, he could be said to be trembling, like holding a small stove in his arms, amazed at the baby's vigorous energy.

"Don't be nervous, he doesn't cry often, so don't worry about teasing him." Guo Da couldn't hide his pride, and kissed his son's chubby cheek with his fingers.

King Qing looked at it for a while, and urged: "The child told the nanny to take care of it. It's getting late, let's go have dinner."

"Okay." Guo Da stretched out his hand and hugged his son with one arm. Although he became a father, he was still bold and rough.

"Your Highness, please." Rong Youtang breathed out, as if he had been pardoned, after holding the baby for just a moment, his forehead almost broke out in sweat.

Prince Qing's mansion was full of joy and harmony, but the atmosphere in Taifu's mansion was oppressive and heavy.

There was a sudden "bang"!

"Father is so confused!"

The eldest prince was furious, his face was full of rage, he paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, he was extremely anxious, and said annoyedly: "The position of the crown prince has always been vacant, and it has been delayed again and again. He is too old, what does it mean?"

"Your Highness, be safe and don't be impatient." The white-haired Taifu Han sat upright, admonishing earnestly: "I have gone through all kinds of hardships, please calm down—"

"How can I ask His Highness to calm down?" The eldest prince turned around and interrupted. He had passed his thirties, with deep law lines, his brows were tightly frowned, and he said angrily: "The civilians plan to poison the prince, which is sensational, but the father is tolerant and pardoned, and never speaks out." To investigate, only Xia Xiaoman was sentenced to death, Song Shen escaped unharmed, and the third child was unscathed! Our efforts were wasted."

"Oh, it's unexpected. I really didn't expect it." Taifu Han sighed vicissitudes of life: "Could it be that your majesty...but King Qing is just cold and hard, and has always been unpopular."

The eldest prince sat down, gritted his teeth and said: "The position of the right servant of the household department has been vacant for several years, and Shangshu Wu Yu is getting old again, so there are two vacancies at once. Hmph, let's see how the emperor arranges it!"

Taifu Han hesitated to speak.

"You speak directly, there is no need to hide it." Facing his grandfather, the eldest prince barely maintained his demeanor.

Taifu Han speculated solemnly: "Your Highness, think carefully, does Your Majesty intend to reward the vacancy of the household department?"

"To whom?"