Shuoyun Feidu

Beitang Zunyue hugged the drowsy Beitang Rongdu in his arms, hugging him firmly with the quilt to his chest, letting the child's face lean against his generous chest.Beitang Rongdu's cheeks were blush, and occasionally there would be a vague hum from his throat, as if a little uncomfortable, he quickly buried his face in Beitang Zunyue's arms. When he was weak from the illness, Beitang Rong Du's subconscious instinctively made him rely on the familiar aura of the man, which made him feel warm and safe. For Beitang Zunyue's series of kisses, feeding medicine, and wiping his sweat just now, Beitang Rong couldn't help but feel uncomfortable. Although Du didn't have any clear consciousness at the moment, he still instinctively couldn't resist this kind of tenderness.

The more Beitangzun looked down at the young man, he suddenly felt that the soft and warm thing in his arms looked like a cat. The more Beitangzun remembered that he had a cat when he was a child, he was a bit willful, and he was very self-willed. If a dog is well-raised, it will obey people's orders, but that blue-eyed cat is completely different. If it is happy, it will rub its body against his leg and bark twice, but if it is not happy, it will No matter who calls it, it just pretends not to hear it, it is so proud and stubborn, and this child of his is just like that cat, it just strokes its fur, but if it is provoked, it will Immediately, his hair exploded and he slapped his opponent with his paws... The more Beitang Zun thought of this metaphor, he felt a little funny. He looked down at Beitang Rongdu, and wiped away the fine spots on the tip of the boy's nose with his fingers. Beads of sweat, the young man is now wrapped in the quilt, and he hugged him, just like holding a baby in the swaddle back then, Beitang Zun couldn't help but kiss that hot flushed face, just The kiss was completely different from the past, changed in nature, full of complex emotions mixed with love and desire.

Beitang Rongdu was very quiet, without any reaction, let Beitang Zunyue's thin lips slowly move down, and finally pressed on his lips, easily pried open the defenseless jaw, and poked his flexible tongue in, He hooked the dull tongue inside and invited him to dance together. Beitang Rongdu was unconscious, except for a slight frown between his beautiful brows, there was no other resistance reaction. kiss.The young man's lips and teeth are full of bitter medicinal taste, and the man himself also has the strong bitterness of soup in his mouth, so the feeling of meeting lips and tongues like this is actually not very good, but Beitang Zunyue obviously enjoys it until he is a little satisfied Only then did he shift the place, hold his son's right earlobe in his mouth, and bite gently.

I don't know if it's because of pierced ears or other reasons. It's obviously more sensitive. The earrings on it have been taken off last night. At this time, there is only a very small hole left on the snow-white earlobe. Tang Zun Yue just licked it twice, and the warm breath fell gently on the boy's ears, Beitang Rongdu moved slightly in his arms, as if he was a little nervous, Bei Tang Zun Yue saw shape.The slanted sword eyebrows seemed to be stretched out, and the sharp arcs at the corners of the eyes softened a lot. He smiled softly and coaxed: "My good boy, don't be afraid..." The man coaxed softly, and at the same time put his hand into the thin film. Under the gauze quilt, the belt of the young man's underwear was pulled away, and the snow-white silk clothes seemed to be faded, revealing the upper body that was dyed crimson due to fever, the muscles and bones were well-proportioned and strong, the skin was flawless, and the whole body was between blue and green. Between astringency and maturity, there is a strange fatal attraction. Beitang Zunyue's eyes are deep, and he gently kisses from the boy's ears down his neck.

Beitang Zunyue's strength is extremely well controlled, but he only tasted it lightly, without leaving any traces. The taste of lust is very light, and more of a gentleness similar to comforting, as if soaking the whole person in a hot water with just the right temperature. The feeling in the water makes people not only irresistible, but also attached... The same is true for Beitang Rongdu, he didn't have any intention of resisting in a daze, and even buried his face in the man's neck, obediently letting the dense Her kisses and caresses fell on her body, and her slender fingers limply half grasped and half grasped Beitang Zunyue's lapel.Beitang Zunyue grabbed one of the hands, put it on his mouth and gently bit the fingertips, with a faint smile in his eyes, staring at the honest Beitang Rongdu in his arms—as expected, His child has always been a soft-tempered person, even when he is unconscious...

The thin gauze quilt has been torn off and put aside, Beitang Rongdu has been carefully laid flat on the bed at some point, with a black silk pillow behind his head, the man stroked his hot skin, even kissing Carefully, without force, without going deep, so gentle that it will not cause Beitang Rongdu to have any resistance, but in fact, he clearly wants to tease and tease him at all costs, wants to be strong and possessive regardless of everything, wants to be like a wild beast Violating this child, making him cry, moan, and struggle under his body, his heart and mind are occupied by a strange joy mixed with a sense of taboo, but when the boy's snow-white fingers are half-grabbing his skirt, because When he was sick and burned and hummed slightly, Beitang Zunyue, like all good fathers or lovers in the world, immediately became kind and gentle, making such a person so annoying The unbelievable baby hugged him into his arms, sighed lowly and murmured: "Du'er...Du'er..." He sighed softly, and suddenly thought of one thing: When this child grows up, he will become a child. What would it be like to be an Angzang man like him?

Zhengwei was distracted, but he heard Beitang Rongdu's nasal voice clear and shallow, humming indistinctly: "Mother...mother..." At the same time, the hand that was holding on to his skirt was also slightly tightened, Beitang respected more and more. There seemed to be a pause, his eyes were a little complicated, he stared at Beitang Rongdu for a moment, rearranged the messy inner clothes, held the boy in his arms, patted him slowly, and coaxed him to sleep. The cooked porridge was delivered outside, and Beitang Zunyue still used the old method to feed Beitang Rongdu mouthfuls. Who knows that just after eating, he only heard Beitang Rongdu's "wow" and put his belly down. Zhong choked up all the porridge he had just entered, and coughed violently a few times like shaking his intestines and stomach.

Beitang Zun was furious when he saw this, and immediately called a group of servants in. When they entered the house, they saw Beitang Zun Yue sitting on the side of the bed with a gloomy face, and Beitang Rong Du lying in his arms, holding on. Panting, a puddle of porridge splashed all over the place, he couldn't help shaking and knelt on the ground, and then he heard Beitang Venerable say angrily: "Who made the porridge just now? Pull it out and stick it to death! Useless thing !" Seeing that Beitang Rongdu's face was red and his body was hot, his eyes were closed tightly, his appearance was really pitiful, his heart ached, he became even more angry, and he shouted: "A group of useless servants, he was fine last night, but he is half dead today That's how you serve! Why don't all the sticks die and replace them with a few smart ones!"

When everyone saw that Beitang Zunyue was really angry, they couldn't help but fight between the two, and they didn't make a sound. Only Shen Hanyan saw this, stepped forward and tried to persuade him: "Since Beitang is ill, so, the cook Although there are mistakes and omissions, it is ominous to kill people in the end, please calm down the castle master." Bei Tangzun listened more, although his face was still gloomy, he didn't say anything, Shen Hanyan saw that he had listened, and glanced at the bed , Seeing Beitang Rongdu's sick appearance, how could he not feel distressed, so he continued: "Beitang was fine yesterday, but after coming back at night, something was not right. I was in a daze. I saw you early this morning, and I didn't know the illness." When I got up, the doctor said that it was 'mind exhaustion, heart loss, body pulse tightness, external sensation and internal stagnation', it's not very serious, castle master, please rest assured."

The more Beitang Zun heard about other things, he felt that he was fine, but when he heard the words 'mind exhausted, heart lost evil', his heart was shocked. He didn't know why Beitang Rongdu fell ill, and his heart suddenly fell. Annoyed and sympathetic, seeing Beitang Rongdu's cheeks burning and brows furrowed in the blink of an eye, he was speechless for a moment.Seeing that the anger on the man's face faded slightly, Shen Hanyan tentatively said: "Castle Master calm down, the room is in a mess right now, and it doesn't look like it, why don't you ask someone to clean it up first?" The more silent he said, he said to the people kneeling on the ground: "Clean it up quickly!" Everyone seemed to be pardoned, and hurriedly brought water, changed bedding, and quickly cleaned the house. , and carefully waited on Beitang Zunyue to change his vomited clothes, while Shen Hanyan took a wet towel, wiped Beitang Rongdu's body and mouth, and changed into a nightgown for him.

After everyone was in a hurry, the room was tidied up. Beitang Zunyue waved his hand to repel the group of people, sat on the side of the bed by himself, hugged Beitang Rongdu in front of him again, and touched the body that was still intact. Feeling hot, he wanted to get up and get a wet towel to wipe the boy's body again to dissipate the heat, but Beitang Rongdu just curled up in his arms like a child, clutching the corner of his clothes, his eyes closed, or Whether he called 'mother' intermittently, or called 'daddy' vaguely, with a tired expression on his face and hot sweat, Beitang Zun became more helpless, so he had to pick him up, wrap him in a quilt, and hug his son Walking around in the room, pacing and coaxing, it was like coaxing a child. When Beitang Rongdu was a baby, he had never coaxed him so patiently before, but this method seemed to be It really worked, Beitang Rongdu leaned in his father's arms, and gradually, he seemed to be sleeping peacefully. Beitang Zunyue put him on the bed, covered him with the quilt, and sat on the side to watch over him.

...Beitang Rongdu was in a daze, only feeling that his body was uncomfortable and thirsty. He struggled to open his heavy eyelids. In the dimness, he seemed to see a tall figure in front of him. There was a slight muffled sound, and I didn't even know if it was thirsty, but soon, a gust of hot and cold warm water gurgled into his mouth, and Beitang Rongdu greedily swallowed the sweet water, blurring He heard the man softly comforting him, touching his forehead, holding him up and shaking him slowly like a baby, kissing his eyebrows, nose, cheeks, Beitang Rongdu couldn't refuse such tenderness, and he didn't even realize it Unable to refuse, so greedy for that kind of warmth, he instinctively snuggled into that person's arms, feeling the familiar body temperature of that person, his whole body seemed to be in his mother's belly again, safe, comfortable and delightful. One never wants to wake up...

It seems as if a lifetime has passed, and it seems to be a long dream. In the dream, there are trivial and crumbs of the past one after another. The body is tired and weak, and the bones are a little soft. The smoky light and thin embroidered curtain, the glistening bead curtain, the hibiscus drape, and a carefully carved ivory ball hanging from the bed frame, with the unique warmth of ivory carving, faintly exudes the smell of herbs used to soothe the nerves.Beitang Rong Du was silent, only to feel that the eyes that had just opened were a little bit astringent, and subconsciously stretched out his hands to rub them, and looked out sideways, and saw Shen Hanyan sitting on the round stool beside the bed, Holding a volume of books and reading, Cuiping was embroidering delicately under the lamp next to the flowers. Not far away was a round table covered with gold brocade, and Meng Chunyuan was sitting on the table. At the desk, holding a pen in his hand, he was writing carefully stroke by stroke, and the room was so quiet that there was not a sound.Beitang Rongdu sat up slowly, only feeling a little dizzy, the other three people in the room heard the movement and looked over, seeing that he woke up, they couldn't help but look happy, Cuiping dropped the needle and thread, hurriedly hung up the curtain, and helped him up. Beitang Rongdu sat down, stuffed a few gauze pillows stuffed with petals behind him for him to lean on, touched the boy's forehead with one hand, and seeing that the heat had subsided, he said with great joy: "My son, can you That's good!"

Shen Hanyan just smiled and said nothing, went to get a wet towel, wiped Beitang Rongdu's hands and face, Beitang Rongdu pushed him, coughed and said: "Not busy, don't worry. I'll leave it to you when I'm sick..." Shen Hanyan felt his voice was hoarse, so he felt no pity in his heart, tucked the boy's hair from the sideburns, and said, "Why is he sick? It can't be paper." Cuiping also laughed at the side: "Young master, just rest in peace and rest, don't move your body, don't you know that the castle owner is here this morning, because the young master is ill, he almost didn't fill the whole room. Kill everyone in the house." Just as he was talking, Meng Chunyuan had already poured tea and brought it to the bedside, and said, "My lord, drink some water." Then he said, "My lord, I haven't eaten all day, it must have been early. Are you hungry?"

Beitang Rongdu was in a mess, but he couldn't say it out, he was obviously full of things, but he couldn't let others hear a word, so he just took a sip of tea and said: "...I have no appetite, I can't eat anything. "Shen Hanyan sat sideways on the head of the bed, hugged Beitang Rongdu, and said: "How much is it to pad your stomach, and you don't eat or drink all day, how can you do that?" Saying that, let Meng Chunyuan serve it. When the bowl of soup came, he coaxed Beitang Rongdu to drink it with a spoon. Beitang Rongdu barely drank half of the bowl, but felt that he didn't have much strength in his body, so he shook his head and said, "I won't drink it." Suddenly, he asked: "...Father has been here?" Shen Hanyan responded, took the handkerchief from Cuiping, wiped Beitang Rongdu's mouth, and said: "The castle master just left. It didn't take long." Beitang Rongdu was silent for a while, and then said: "...I'm tired, you go to bed too." Cuiping and Meng Chunyuan saw that his spirit was slightly weak and his face was tired, so they didn't bother him, and went out one by one It's gone, and only Shen Hanyan is left in the room to accompany him.

Shen Hanyan got up, took off his coat, and lay down beside Beitang Rongdu. Beitang Rongdu lay down with his eyes closed for a while, then opened his eyes again, looked at Shen Hanyan who was squinting at him, and said: "Why don't you sleep?" Shen Hanyan touched his forehead that was no longer sweating, and smiled lightly: "Sleep well, I'll stay with you here, if you have a headache or something, I'll know right away." Tang Rongdu knew in his heart that although Shen Hanyan had a gentle temperament, once some things were decided, no one could resist him, so he didn't insist anymore, he just buried his head in the young man's chest, closed his eyes, and Shen Hanyan lightly He stroked his hair, and said softly: "Beitang, the castle master has treated you very well. You have been in this room all day today, and you have never left half a step. If I have this kind of behavior..." He said here , Smiling to himself, let alone, Beitang Rongdu knew that he was feeling sorry for his life experience for a while, so he said: "Fool, you still have me..." Shen Hanyan felt warm in his heart, smiled slightly, bowed his head and kissed On the boy's head, he said, "...um."

There was nothing to say all night, and in a blink of an eye, the sky outside the window was dimly lit. When Beitang Rongdu woke up, he felt that most of his body had recovered. After all, he was in good health. He was ill for a day yesterday, so he was fine. Seeing Shen Hanyan lying next to him, sleeping by himself, with a faint shadow under his eyelashes, presumably he hadn't slept much all night, Beitang Rongdu sat up, tucked the quilt for him, and got off the ground by himself , cloaked and walked out of the room.

Seeing his description, everyone in Bihai Pavilion knew that nothing had happened, so they were naturally happy. They hurriedly waited on him to wash and dress him, and served him a meal. .

Along the way, the buildings, terraces and palaces are gradually thinning out, but the flowers and trees are flourishing. The beautiful trees are full of green onion cages, and the exotic flowers are blooming. Rongdu in the Beitang is walking gradually, and there are occasional birdsong on the side of the road. It seems very quiet. After a while, the flowers brushed the leaves, and finally came to a tomb.

Beitang Rongdu had a complicated expression on his face. He stopped in front of the mausoleum for a while, then stepped forward and moved a few places on the tombstone. Then he saw a tunnel slowly appearing in front of the tomb, and Beitang Rongdu walked in. Go straight into the chamber in the middle of the tomb, find out the fire pocket, and light up the copper lamps around it one by one.

There are murals painted on the walls of the tomb, and there are large and beautiful pink peonies painted on it. Apart from that, there is nothing superfluous. On a jade platform in the middle, there is a dark coffin, Beitang Rong After being quiet for a long time, Duo finally walked over step by step, put his hand lightly on the dusty coffin lid, and slowly removed the heavy wooden lid.

The coffin was covered with special spices. Because of the spices, the flowers that were put inside did not rot, but became dry and dehydrated. You can even vaguely see the beauty of the past. There are still flowers in the coffin. Countless pearls, emeralds, pearls and jade, all of which are rare treasures, but all of these are not the point. Anyone will ignore these things in the first place, and be attracted by the peaceful sleeping person in the middle, forgetting everything else.

Hibiscus is like a face and willows are like eyebrows, as light as autumn water and as clear as smoke, with flowers as its appearance and the moon as its god. On the snow-white forehead, there is a pattern of twigs and begonias, which is complicated and beautiful. People feel pity... In the dark coffin, the woman An Ran reveals her peerless face that has been hidden in the darkness for many years. This alluring complexion made her body be preserved forever, and was fixed at the moment when the fragrance soul dissipated... Beitang Rongdu seemed to be illuminated by the jewels in the coffin, and could hardly open his eyes for a moment. He narrowed his eyes slightly. His eyes, his gaze fixed on that jade-like face, his shoulders trembled almost imperceptibly, and his blue sleeves trembled slightly, and he stood still, motionless, as if Countless familiar pasts suddenly reappeared in front of his eyes. He couldn't help holding his breath. After a long time, he relaxed his shoulders slightly and whispered: "Mother..."

The voice was a little trance, and Beitang Rongdu didn't look away for a long time, as if he wanted to firmly engrave the other person's appearance in his heart, after a while, he seemed to gradually regain his calm, and he slowly stretched out his hand, as if wanting to He wanted to touch that person's face, but he didn't do that after all, as if he was afraid of disturbing the other person's dream... Beitang Rongdu felt his fingertips were cold, he didn't say a word, his expression was extremely calm and serene, for a long time, Only then slowly raised the corners of her lips, and smiled warmly: "Long time no see...Mom, look, your Du'er has grown up."

The woman remained silent, with a peaceful expression, Beitang Rongdu smiled silently, and said: "I should have come to see you when I returned to the castle last year, but it has been so long, and I haven't come to see you... ...Maybe it's because of the 'near hometown feeling'? Well, this metaphor is not very good, but the meaning is similar. I want to see you, but I am afraid that I will feel very uncomfortable..."

Beitang Rongdu's wide royal blue sleeves hung down into the coffin, covering the woman's hands softly. He lowered his eyelashes, as if he had found someone he could confide in, and said slowly: "Mother, don't worry, I have lived well these years, and now that I am back, my father... is also very good to me."

In the silence of the tomb, the young man took out a fragrant handkerchief inlaid with gold thread at the four corners from his sleeve, and began to wipe the dust on the surface of the coffin for the woman: "Mother, in fact, over the years, I have a lot to say to you." You don't know, but I actually have another name, which was given to me by my former parents, and it's called Li Pinyi... It's a nice name, not worse than 'Rongdu'."

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"Mom, your son and I used to work in machinery and chemicals. Do you know what a 'machine' is? We have iron birds that can take you flying in the sky, and weird weapons that can kill many people with one blow." ...Chemicals, that's more interesting, but I can't finish it all, it's interesting anyway..."

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"I'm already married. Han Yan is very good. Well, I have some good news to tell you. In a few months, I will be a father. I don't know if it will be a son or a daughter..."

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"I met my grandmother. She really looks like you and treats me well, but I still think that there is no woman in the world who is half as beautiful as you..."

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After a long time, the pitch-black coffin and the jade platform below had been wiped clean. Beitang Rongdu threw the soiled handkerchief into the copper lamp and burned it, then sat on the edge of the jade platform, lowered his eyes and said, "Mother, My father told me the day before yesterday that he likes me, not like a father and son, but like a lover... Mother, tell me, is our family really interesting? Brothers and sisters, father and son, are all messed up. He is obviously my father. But he forced me to do what those men and women in his bed should do, I don't want to, I don't want to at all, did he hide my father and use a fake one to lie to me?"

The woman didn't speak, just listened to him quietly, Beitang Rongdu covered his face with his right hand, and smiled softly: "It's really absurd... If other people say these crazy things to me, if they want to molest me, I can't just go there with a sword , poked a bloody hole, but it happened to be him, it made me feel like I was tied by someone, and I couldn't lift it up... This man is really a bastard, and he is talking bastard words! "

When he said this, it seemed that his heart was burning with anger, he stood up suddenly, and punched the wall, as if to vent his anger, because he was afraid of damaging his mother's tomb, he didn't use his internal strength, so the fist was heavy. After hitting a solid wall, blood flowed out immediately.The pain seemed to calm Beitang Rongdu. He took out a clean silk handkerchief, bandaged his right hand, and sat down next to his mother's coffin. You tell me, what should I do..."

"Rongdu should, what should I do..."

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