Shuoyun Feidu

This sleep was sound and sweet, as if all the exhaustion and worries had been wiped away, my mind was flickering, my body was covered with a soft mattress, and my nose was faintly scented, but I couldn't feel it There is that person's familiar aura around him...

Beitang Rongdu slowly opened his eyes, only feeling dizzy for a moment. Several carved windows were open, and thin green silk curtains were hanging down. The whole room is full of deep and shallow mottled light and shadows, which make the ground glisten white and make people dizzy. Two large cloisonné urns in the corner are filled with ice cubes to cool off the heat. An exquisite wind wheel is also blowing the wind. The room is cool and silent, and what you see after a while is a noble and comfortable scene. It is no longer a dilapidated and old temple, but a luxurious high bed with soft pillows, a golden house and a jade room. It's like a dream.

The pixiu incense burner next to the pillow is lightly fragrant, and a few wisps of smoke are curling up, like a dream. Beitang Rongdu slowly sat up, and the ice-crested gauze blanket covering his body fell off, and his skin suddenly felt completely numb. Exposed to the air in an isolated way, only then did I realize that I was like a newborn baby, naked, with smooth skin and the fragrance of jasmine, and a long hair hanging down, which was as soft as silk satin. Someone had given him a bath.Beitang Rongdu was quiet, and didn't feel any discomfort from being invaded on his body. He looked out through the transparent shark's tent, and there was no one in the room, as if he was the only one left in the world. Like myself, so quiet that no one can stir up any ripples in my heart.

Beitang Rongdu got out of the bed naked, and just stepped on the ground with his bare feet. His silky black hair was draped behind his back, half covering the young man's graceful and slender body. He frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something. As he walked to the table, he poured a bowl of herbal tea and drank it slowly. Just at this moment, there was only a soft tinkling of rings, and a woman in a skirt and cloud bun opened the beaded curtain and walked in, holding a bottle of tea in her hand. Looking up at the golden lacquer tray for the clothes, he looked up and saw the young man standing naked by the table, he was taken aback, and hurriedly walked over, his tone full of complaints, and said: "My little ancestor, since he is awake, why not Not calling anyone? It’s so hot that you’ve got sunstroke, why don’t you lie down quickly.” Beitang Rongdu hesitated for a moment, then said softly uncertainly: “… heatstroke?”

"Isn't it?" Cuiping shook out the neatly folded clothes on the golden lacquer tray, and dressed them for Beitang Rongdu, half distressed and half annoyed: "Yesterday I was so sick that I don't know what to do. If you don’t get water and rice, it’s fine today, your body feels refreshed, but what kind of hunting did you go out to hunt! The sun is so poisonous, and your body is fine, how can you not get heatstroke, and you don’t even have half a person around you... If It's not a coincidence that the castle master is outside, how nice it is!" Xu Xu said, while serving Beitang Rongdu to put on a lotus-colored silk coat and thin trousers, and put on a plain white shirt outside, Said: "Just as I was about to set dinner at noon, I was carried back by the owner of the castle in a drowsy state, saying that I had suffered from heat stroke, but I was not surprised! My son, you are also a person who is about to be a father now, why are you still So reckless..." Beitang Rongdu sat by the bed, didn't speak, just listened to Cuiping's nagging, and suddenly asked softly: "...Who gave me a bath?" Cuiping put on a soft cloth for him The soles of the shoes, he said nonchalantly: "Since he was suffering from heatstroke, Shaojun gave the young master a bath to get rid of the dryness and heat." Beitang Rongdu let out an 'oh' and was speechless.

Dressed neatly for a while, Cuiping combed Beitang Rongdu's hair again, and then went to roll up the green silk thin strip curtain hanging on the window to let the sunlight in, Beitang Rongdu sat down by the window, facing the Looking outside, you can see Meng Chunyuan playing with a cockatoo in the corridor. Not far away, a few young maids are holding round fans and giggling coquettishly to catch butterflies beside the flowers. It is a carefree and romantic scene. Beitang Rong Du watched quietly, and suddenly remembered what happened in the ancient temple in the morning, the man's fiery and familiar embrace, the arrogant but gentle hands, the hot lips, and the irresistible firm shackles... Hearing a slight crisp sound, a small porcelain cup held in Beitang Rongdu's hand was suddenly crushed, half a cup of tea inside wet his left hand, Cuiping was startled, and hurried forward to tidy it up again. Taking out the silk to wipe Beitang Rongdu's hands, he said, "It's all right, what's the matter?" Beitang Rongdu put away the complex look that flashed in his eyes, and said lightly: "... It's okay, I'm just a little dizzy all of a sudden."

Just as he was talking, he saw a young man in white clothes and a jade crown enter the room from the outside, holding a celadon snail plate in his hand, which contained fresh lychees, the green and red complement each other, very beautiful, see Beitang Rongdu Sitting in front of the window, he said, "Why did you get up?" Beitang Rongdu looked up at him in his jade face and snowy clothes, he was so quiet, his eyes as dark as ink beads contained a slight concern, and he didn't know. Why, he suddenly felt extremely wronged and unbearable, got up and walked over, hugged the other party, put his face on the young man's shoulder, and said sullenly: "Han Yan...Han Yan..." Shen Hanyan Startled, subconsciously stretched out her arms to hug him back, Cuiping saw the situation of the two of them, knew the situation quickly, and quietly exited the room.

The two of them fell on a nearby imperial concubine couch. Shen Hanyan felt strange and worried that Beitang Rongdu's summer heat had not subsided, so he made a slight effort before he knew it, and grabbed the hand of Beitang Rongdu who was untying his belt. Hand, said: "Beitang... what's the matter?" Beitang Rongdu buried his face in the young man's arms, arched the loose front of his clothes, revealing a white jade-like chest. Tang Rongdu lowered his head and held it in his mouth, and then he felt better-his father's body full of masculine beauty may indeed be perfect, but it was difficult for him to suppress the strange feeling of rejection, and only this person in front of him , this flexible and familiar body can make him feel relaxed and comforted... Perhaps because he sensed the restless mood of the young man, Shen Hanyan looked at those clear eyes that seemed to hide a great grievance, and his heart softened. He relaxed his body, cooperating with all the young man's movements softly, slowly rubbing his palm on the smooth back, vaguely comforting... the groans inside became more and more urgent, and it took a long time for it to fade away, but not When he was relieved, he suddenly pulled up again, and the faces of the maidservants standing outside were slightly red, and they pursed their lips and smiled, and stretched out their hands to slowly put down a rolled up Xiangfei bamboo curtain.

Originally it was still a scorching afternoon, but unexpectedly the sky changed. Unexpectedly, clouds gradually gathered, cloudy or sunny, and finally it began to rain, with a patter of rain. When the two people in the room were lingering, they could only hear the rain outside. Leaves, endlessly, the sound of the rain, mixed with the whimpering panting in the room, gradually spread away...

... The boy's snow-white shoulders were completely exposed, and a plain white silky and light shirt hung loosely on his shoulders, half-faded and half-covered, making his skin extraordinarily white and jade-like. Shen Hanyan caressed the smooth shoulders , although his body was sore, he still put his lips on Beitang Rongdu's collarbone and kissed lightly, half distressed and half blamed, and whispered: "...the illness is still not cured, why go out to hunt." Beitang Rongdu moved his body, frowned slightly, leaned on the young man's shoulder, closed his eyes and said nothing, Shen Hanyan saw his gloomy expression, not feeling moved, stared at him for a moment, stroked the young man's temples and sighed softly: " Still dizzy?"

Beitang Rongdu shook his head and didn't speak, Shen Hanyan looked tired, patted him on the back lightly, and said: "Beitang, I see you like this, it seems that you are in a bad mood, as if you have been wronged Generally..." Beitang Rongdu's eyelashes trembled, he opened his eyes slightly, and said calmly: "What are you talking about, who can make me feel wronged..." As he said, he lay his pillow on the young man's arm and buried his face there Between Qingsi: "...Could it be that I'm sick, why don't you allow me to act coquettishly?"

Shen Hanyan felt relieved when he heard this, so he supported the boy's plain shoulders, kissed him on the forehead, and said with a light smile, "Well, of course it is." Beitang Rongdu lay beside the young man, With one hand stroking the delicate white porcelain waist skin, he whispered: "You yelled so urgently just now, everyone outside must have heard it..." Shen Hanyan's handsome face turned red suddenly, but he didn't speak, slowly Slowly sat up and straightened his clothes, Fang said: "The fruit that has just been poured in the well, do you want to eat it?" Beitang Rongdu saw some faint red spots on the woven strip mat, so he supported the young man's waist, Asked: "Did it hurt you?" Shen Hanyan said with a look of exhaustion between his brows, "...No." As he spoke, he got up with some difficulty, and went to fetch the celadon snail bead plate containing lychees Come here and peel lychees for Beitang Rongdu to eat.

Beitang Rongdu straightened his clothes a bit, leaned on the imperial concubine's couch, and said: "I remember to use orange juice to make ice cubes, ask someone to bring a plate, and give me a mouthful to dispel the heat." Shen Hanyan Slightly frowned, and said seriously: "I just did that kind of thing, why use ice immediately, besides, you are still sick, don't be greedy for cold, you'd better eat some fruit first." Saying that, feed the peeled lychees into the In Beitang Rongdu's mouth, Beitang Rongdu chewed the sweet flesh twice, closed his eyes slightly, and sighed softly: "Han Yan, you still love me..."

The two were talking quietly, listening to the gurgling rain outside, Beitang Rongdu rested on Shen Hanyan's lap, opened his mouth to accept the fruit fed by the young man, after eating a few, suddenly coughed, Shen Hanyan took Pazi wiped his mouth for him, got up and walked slowly to the big bed, took out a small bag of good pear paste candy from the drawer at the end of the bed, came over and sat down again, took a piece and put it into Beitang Rongdu's mouth, saying: "Eat two pieces, stop coughing." Beitang Rongdu smiled and said, "But if you cough a few times, it doesn't matter, you should take it seriously." Even so, he still opened his mouth with pear cream candy and rubbed it with his hands. Rubbing his eyes, he said, "Han Yan, you should just lie down for a while. I've been arguing with you for a long time. I think you must be tired." Shen Hanyan is indeed feeling very uncomfortable right now. "Alright." Just as he was about to stand up and go to the big bed, Beitang Rongdu sat up, hugged him to the bed, closed the window again, and then returned to the couch and the two of them lay down together, head and face Opposite, snuggled up intimately.

Beitang Rongdu has been mentally and mentally exhausted in recent days, a little exhausted, and his illness has not fully recovered, and he just spent a long time in the bed, so he fell into a deep sleep as soon as his head hit the pillow past.

... The sound of the wind and rain outside the window could not stop, beating the trees and flowers and leaves, coupled with the occasional bird song and mourning, it felt even more desolate. Shen Hanyan fell asleep on the couch, vaguely half asleep Half awake, I don't know how long it has passed, suddenly I only feel the person around me suddenly humming something in a low voice, and then panting slightly.Shen Hanyan was so startled that he cleared his head, opened his eyes, but saw that the room was pitch black, it turned out that it was already night, so he called someone to come in to light the lamps, and he half propped himself up to look at the Beitang Rongdu next to him.

Several maids quickly lit the lamps in the room. Shen Hanyan took a candlestick from one of them, held the lamp with one hand, and took a photo on Rong Du's face in Beitang, looking at it carefully. At that time, I saw that his complexion was not very good, the little clothes on his body were slightly damp with sweat, and a few strands of jet-black hair were tightly stuck between his cheeks.Seeing this, Shen Hanyan couldn't help saying: "...Beitang, what's wrong?"

Beitang Rongdu calmed down his breath slightly, shook his head and said, "It's okay, it's just a numbness..." He sat up, took the wet towel brought up by the maid, wiped his face, tucked his clothes, and looked at the diary At that time, Jin Leu had just entered the night, because he said, "...I'll go to my father's place." Shen Hanyan said, "I'm not feeling well, and it's raining outside, so why are you still walking around?" He said, but he didn't say much, he just asked someone to take an umbrella, and seeing the sound of rain outside, and the ground was dark, he called someone to light a glazed lamp to prevent the intrusion of rainwater, and took a large-sleeved open shirt , Sitting on the bed by himself, took off the fish-belly double-layer silk open shirt, shook it, and put it on Beitang Rongdu, Beitang Rongdu said: "Forget it, what do you wear it for, it's not going out. "Shen Hanyan tidied up the white shirt on the young man with his hands, and said with a slight smile: "When you get cold, you will stop making noise." Then, he handed the glazed lamp and oiled silk umbrella to him In his hand, he stuffed a small bag of pear paste candy into the pouch on the young man's waist, Beitang Rongdu tilted his head and kissed the young man's ear, and then said: "Don't wait for me." After saying that, he went out.

There is only one candlestick lit in the main hall, and the light and shade are flickering, and the light and shadow are flickering, making the place gloomy and gloomy, adding a sense of gloom and darkness, and the wind mixed with moist breath blows in from outside the hall , swept the burning candle lightly to shake it, as if struggling tenaciously, unwilling to be extinguished.

On the huge seat at the top of the hall, sat a tall figure, wearing a black robe, with long black hair combed behind his head, his whole body seemed to be shrouded in a black mist, sitting silently in the dark shadows, eyes closed , the fingernails of his right hand lightly tapped the smooth jade handrail, his face was expressionless, only a little inexplicable gloom gathered between his eyebrows, with a bit of turbid haze, in the gloomy candle shadow The bardo is uncertain, as if trying to break through some shackles...

The sound of rain outside, amidst the shadows of candles, the man suddenly opened his long and narrow eyes, his eyes were like a heart-piercing lightning splitting the dark night, and he saw a man holding an umbrella in the rain outside the temple gate in the distance. The figure of the man approached slowly, and the all-white dress seemed to be incompatible with this cold rainy night. The man stared at the figure who was not thin, and there seemed to be an unexplained strangeness flashing across his handsome face. Shimmer, but immediately calmed down again, changing into a fatherly face that couldn't be more kind and peaceful.

Beitang Rongdu went to Zheyunju in the rain, but he couldn't find his father. He asked someone, and then he came to the Ningcui Hall with an umbrella, and went inside. In the hall of black buildings, above the red gold nine dragon gold and jade throne It was his father who was sitting there. In the dimly flickering candlelight, he couldn't fully see the expression on the man's face.There was only one lamp lit in the hall, which flickered on and off in the humid wind, only the glazed lamp in his hand remained motionless, its light was calm and stable.

Beitang Zunyue opened his eyes, his face was half hidden in the shadows, and he seemed to be smiling slightly. He watched Beitang Rongdu put the umbrella and glazed lamp aside, and looked at it from a copper lamp next to the hall. He took off the candlestick, lit the candle with a torch, and held it in his hand.The man looked at his son's snow-white face, his jewel-like blue eyes were half-hidden by his forehead hair, and his thin lips were as rosy and soft as petals, which was so charming that even Danqing could not draw, the corners of Beitang Zunyue's mouth could not help but With a smile that gradually deepened, he stretched out his right hand and smiled slightly at the young man: "...Oh, your illness is not cured yet, why is it the other way around?"

The smile on the man's face was obviously loving and caring, and his tone was slightly blamed, as if he was a father facing a disobedient child, and his pair of sharp and deep eyes seemed to be It has softened, hiding the meaning of warmth, making people feel warm and very comfortable.Beitang Rongdu was stunned, and seemed to be a little confused about the situation for a while. He held a candlestick in his hand, slightly illuminating a small area around his body, and also illuminating his snow-white face. He was suffocating, After a while, he whispered uncertainly: "...Father?"

Beitang Venerable smiled more and said: "My son, what's the matter?" He stood up from the throne while talking, his tall body cast a huge black shadow in the hall, and slowly slowed down step by step. Slowly walked down the high steps and walked towards Beitang Rongdu.When Beitang Rongdu saw this, his face suddenly changed color, as if he remembered something, his left foot subconsciously took half a step back, the candlestick in his hand was dimly lit, and the candle tears were dripping down, drop by drop. , but at this time the man had already walked over, raised his right hand, and gently pressed the smooth back of his hand against Beitang Rongdu's forehead, checked the temperature, seemed a little dissatisfied, and asked softly, "Why is it so cold. "Beitang Rongdu was a little dazed, looking at Beitang Zunyue in front of him with dazed eyes, as if he hadn't woken up, or thought he was dreaming or something else, Beitang Zunyue looked at him. This silly look suddenly laughed and said, "What are you thinking about?"

The man's gentle tone at this moment, and his kind eyes without any impurities, seem to have always been bound by this kind of blood between them, and it has never changed. Those crazy and absurd words before, those hot and painful forced The kiss is just a dream, there is no trace, nothing left.Beitang Rongdu stayed there, as if he didn't dare to speak, as if worried that the scene in front of him was just a dream, once he poked it with his hand, it would burst like a bubble immediately, countless thoughts surged in his heart, tumbling violently, He didn't know which one had the upper hand, until now, he suddenly realized that his hands and feet were cold, and his hair and clothes were covered with a layer of moist moisture from the rainy night.

Seeing the bewildered look of the young man, Beitang Zunyue couldn't help smiling, took him by the hand and returned to the steps step by step, Beitang Rongdu followed obediently until Beitang Zunyue sat on the throne and took the He took the candlestick in his hand and put it aside, and hugged him in his lap.

Beitang Rongdu did not reject the man's intimate gestures, and the other party did not make any actions that did not conform to his father's identity. He just touched the boy's cold face covered with damp and rain, and said with a light smile: "... Why are you so dishonest, it’s windy and windy outside, and you still run around?” Beitang Rongdu felt his nose a little sore for some reason, his voice was low and hoarse, as if he had a lot to say, but he could only utter one sentence after all. Come: "I didn't run around. I just... I had a dream just now..."

Beitang Rongdu lowered his eyelashes, grabbed the man's hand, and tightly squeezed the slender and warm fingers. After a long time, he murmured: "I'm just... afraid that you will suddenly disappear..."

Beitang Zun stared at the young man's face more. This face, which was very similar to him, was slightly pale, and his cheeks were cold, like a tired flower. He thought, this little flower is the result of being watered and cared for by himself for many years. It was finally opened, how could he be willing to crush it?Even for a selfish and cold-hearted person like him, there are always times when he is soft. His child gradually became a "human" through the subtle changes day after day and year after year. I know all kinds of feelings... Beitang Zun Yue patted the young man on the back, and said softly: "Your father is naturally here, why did he disappear?" As he spoke, he suddenly smelled a sweet smell. Following the smell, he picked up the pouch tied to Beitang Rongdu's waist, and said, "Is your cough still not healed?" He took out a piece of pear paste candy from it, and fed it into Beitang Rongdu's mouth. He opened his mouth smoothly and took it, chewing slowly.

While stroking Beitang Rongdu's hair, the man said: "...Mu Qinghan came here at noon today." Beitang Rongdu twitched his right tail finger, and said "ah" slowly, Beitang Zunyue He continued: "He asked me how I would let 'Rongrong' leave... I told him, unless the stars change and the rivers pour back." Beitang Rongdu was in a trance, did not ask what happened next, just said "...Is he alright?" Beitang Zunyue comforted softly, "He is alright."

In the hall, the candles were dimly lit, and the light and shadow were dim. The two figures at the top were dragged for a long time.

The days passed day by day, and it returned to its former appearance, as if everything before was just a dream, and nothing happened. In the season of drunken people when the autumn wind suddenly blows, the maple leaves are gradually red, and there is no shelter. Everywhere in the garden is filled with a scent of lotus blooming to its fullest, which seems to be withering, and even the lotus pods have become very few.

People swimming in the lake are bustling with people, and the green and green floor-to-ceiling veil hangs down, covering a large area, surrounded by noble servants and slaves, and more than a dozen beautiful maids in robes and beading temples are either serving tea and water, or taking fans. Holding towels, going in and out, amidst the fragrant breeze, you can't see what's going on inside the gauze curtain. When everyone sees this scene, they know it's a noble person traveling, so they don't dare to peek in. It's clean if they stay far away.

Beitang Rongdu leaned on a small red sandalwood openwork incense couch, peeled water chestnuts and ate them together with Shen Hanyan, and talked while admiring the scenery. Throwing away one of the clean fruit peels and chewing in his mouth, he immediately frowned and said, "It's so astringent..." Shen Hanyan smiled and said, "I haven't spit it out yet." As he spoke, he peeled off a clean and complete water chestnut, Putting it into his mouth, Beitang Rongdu tasted it, and it was indeed sweet and sweet, so he smiled and said, "It tastes much better this time." Meng Chunyuan sat next to him on the brocade stool, and also concentrated on peeling water chestnuts to fill his mouth. Then he continued in a crisp voice: "Master, this water chestnut is very sweet." Beitang Rongdu chuckled and said, "I only know how to eat and play! Because of the sword technique I taught you last time. , I think you are doing well, so I brought you out today, if you are lazy in the future, I will take your skin off too!"

Meng Chunyuan shrunk his neck, stuck out his tongue and remained silent, while Chen Hanyan suddenly had a childlike innocence. He took a small box of jasmine rouge, dipped the pen in water, moistened it in the rouge, and the tip of the pen fell softly to the north. On Tang Rongdu's smooth forehead, Beitang Rongdu sneered slightly, and said: "What are you doing?" He took a small mirror and sent it to Beitang Rongdu: "Look." Beitang Rongdu took a selfie in the mirror, and saw a blood-red plum blossom slanted on his forehead. It became a kind of oppression, so he smiled and said: "Tsk, isn't the workmanship good?"

While playing and laughing, I suddenly heard the sound of silk and bamboo coming from the lake, like chanting like a thread, continuous, it makes people feel like autumn water is long and the sky is clear and empty. On the lake, the misty waves are vast, the clouds are light and the wind is clear. A gorgeous and elegant two-story ship is sailing along the water. Two large palace lanterns are hung high on the mainmast. Jian', with two big seal characters, couldn't help laughing: "It's a coincidence!" Immediately called the left and right: "Go to that boat, just say that I am here, and invite their owner to come and talk." Someone outside responded, no All of a sudden, the big boat turned its head, came towards the shore, and gradually came to a stop. Several men in green clothes lowered the long boards from the bow, and immediately the embroidered curtain on the boat was lifted, and in a flickering figure, a man in fine clothes stepped out. The young man walked ashore slowly on the board.

Six young girls followed behind him in two rows, all with golden rings on their hair, black silk like ink, and a respectful expression, each holding a sword case, colored scarf, folding fan and other things in their hands. She is dressed in a purple robe with round collar and long sleeves, surrounded by a dark blue wide belt, with blue-gray embroidered knees hanging down, and a blue-dorah crane cloak tied behind her. She looks handsome and handsome, with clear eyebrows. When she came close, she said with a smile: "You'd be happy!" Beitang Rongdu got up to greet him, and said with a sneer, "Each and each other, how can it be as pleasant as Villa Master Yin's trip to the lake with the beauty." Yin Zhibai saw that his eyebrows seemed to be cropped, his eyes were flowing, There was a bright red plum painted obliquely in the room, which was very charming, so they joined hands and joked: "The book only says 'Xuanxuan is like the morning glow'. Now that I see you, I have really seen you." Beitang Rongdu laughed , punched him on the shoulder, and scolded with a smile: "I still have a saying 'fist and kick', do you want to see it?" Yin Zhibai also laughed: "This is it, thank you very much."