Shuoyun Feidu

Beitang Rongdu rolled into the bed, lying comfortably with his limbs flat, half-closed his eyes, and said, "Tomorrow is your birthday... tsk, it's Qixi Festival?"

Beitang Zunyue had never celebrated birthdays before, so even though Beitang Rongdu was his own son, he only knew his age, not the exact date of his birth. Tang Rongdu still doesn't know when the man's 30th birthday is.

The boy sat up at once, looked the man up and down with a pair of blue eyes, and his eyes were full of smiles, and said: "I just remembered that tomorrow is the Qixi Festival... Hey, the time when the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl will meet on the Magpie Bridge , were you born on this day?"

Beitang Rongdu just thought it was a little funny. Qixi Festival is probably the most touching and affectionate festival among all festivals. However, Beitang Zunyue, a ruthless and cold-hearted person, was born on this day, which is really out of line. Extremely.

Beitang Zunyue could naturally hear the teasing meaning in the young man's words, but he never cared about it, instead he raised his eyebrows with a half-smile and said: "Why, are you mocking me with your appearance?" Beitang Rong Du giggled, propped his head on his hands, and said with a lazy smile: "How dare the child mock Father? It's just that people who were born in this day should be loyal and devoted, but Father, after all, It's too romantic and sentimental." Beitang Zun Yue raised his right hand, and Gu Jie Xiuming's fingers casually slid across the young man's chin, and said with a low smile: "Silly boy, if I am really romantic and sentimental, you are now, already I don't know how many brothers and sisters there are... As for the romantic, although you are still young, you are not the so-called gentleman who pretends to be a so-called gentleman in the party, which is quite similar to this seat."

Beitang Rong Du dismissed the man's hand lightly, and said leisurely: "Since you are a man, such a playful thing is nothing at all, but father is young now, but he won't marry a stepmother for the child, right? "

The more Beitang Zun heard him say this, Zhang Kuangfei's eyebrows slanted into his temples, and the usual sharpness was slightly hidden in the golden phoenix eyes, and he smiled lightly: "If you want to marry someone in this world, There are indeed quite a few...why are you talking about this all of a sudden?"

Beitang Rongdu flicked his nails that were as smooth as shellfish, and the smile on his face faded at some point, he just said softly: "I only know that in my whole life, I only have one mother. I call her mother, but I'm afraid I will definitely kill her." Beitang Zunyue pursed his thin lips like a blade, and said with a sneer: "My son, don't worry, no one will force you to recognize your mother... Even if it is a person whom I have favored, if you like it, just go there."

Hearing the words, the young man suddenly pulled his lips a little bit involuntarily, and said, "Then I put it on for you--" He didn't continue talking, just crossed his legs, sat up straight, changed the subject, and asked: "I'm afraid there will be a lot of people coming tomorrow? I've seen that birthday post. You actually asked someone to beat it into thin sheets of gold and engrave words and patterns on it... It's too extravagant. Call it rich and powerful?"

Beitang Zunyue laughed loudly, and stretched out his hand to rub the boy's head: "My son, if Wushebao had no financial resources, how could you have been raised so big? You have been choking on gold and swallowing jade since you were a child, and you are a beautiful maidservant and a beautiful boy." Huanshen, how many ordinary people can afford you?"

As soon as Beitang Rongdu raised his right foot, he used the back of his foot to block the man's left wrist that was about to rub his head, tilted his head and said, "Father, you can't change your habit of touching my head every now and then... Is it just me?" Minger shaved his head, why don't you do anything?"

Under the black satin trousers, a bare foot is as bright as snow, the ankle is shaved, and it is not full to hold. The five toes are as round as beads, and even the toenails are like thin pieces of jade. The back of the foot just touches the position of the man's wrist .Master Beitang flipped his left hand over and firmly grasped the young man's ankle. He felt his skin warm and greasy as if he was holding a piece of exquisite jade. Sharp tongue?" As he spoke, he pressed his thumb on the sole of the snow-white foot, and Beitang Rongdu immediately felt a surge of internal energy rushing in from the sole of his foot, and it was itchy and numb immediately, like ten thousand ants crawling and scratching, and he couldn't help it. Immediately shouted: "I give in! Father, please forgive me!"

Since he opened his mouth to beg for mercy, Beitang Zunyue also let go of him, and there was obviously a hint of disappointment in his crystal yellow eyes, and he laughed and scolded: "Things with no ambition, only tasted a little bit of suffering, so they succumbed and begged for mercy." Already?" Beitang Rongdu retracted his feet, tightened his toes, and said with a muffled laugh: "A good man doesn't take advantage of the immediate loss, knowing that he is invincible, he is a fool to stand up to his death, and besides, I am not ashamed to ask my own father for mercy." The more Beitang Zun saw that his expression still vaguely resembled his youthful appearance, and that kind of cunning attitude made people seem unable to bear to touch him... When treating his only son, Beitang Zun always seemed to have With a rare inexplicable patience, he called a few maids in, played the qin with fans, served tea and fruits, waited for Beitang Rongdu to sleep for a while, and left the room by himself.

By the time Beitang Zunyue returned to Zheyun Residence, it was already dark.

Two or three small lamps were lit in the room, and the candlelight stretched out, warming the atmosphere. The young man was lying on his side on the bed, as if he was in a deep sleep.Zheyunju has always never allowed other people to stay here at night. Even if someone who serves the bed is called here, he will be sent away after Beitang Zunyue favors him. However, he has never slept with anyone until dawn... The more Beitang Zun walked to the bed, he seemed to want to wake the boy up, but then he paused, and slowly let go of his outstretched hand. To wake up his sleeping son, he took off his coat and lay down on the bed.

The young man fell asleep on the outside, so there was not much space left. Beitang Zunyue pushed him inward on the bed, and cursed in a low voice: "The dove occupies the magpie's nest... go inside." The young man Sleeping soundly, in a deep sleep, I felt as if someone was pushing me, so I habitually reached out and hugged the person, and at the same time said in a daze: "...Han Yan...don't move... "

The more Beitang Zun was hugged by his waist, and he heard the name of that male pet in his mouth, he couldn't help being angry and funny, he had never been hugged like this before, he was not used to it, and just wanted to tear him off his body, But seeing the young man leaning against him, eyelashes drooping, expression peaceful, sleeping very soundly, he frowned, after all he didn't do anything, just cursed in a low voice: "Comparing me with others, huh?" Even though he said so, he still pulled a piece of apricot red silk quilt in his hand, and casually covered the two of them, then the eyes of the phoenix closed lightly, and gradually fell into a dream peacefully.

Beitang Rongdu vaguely had a long sweet dream, until someone whispered in his ear, then finally opened his eyes dimly, and saw a group of beautiful maids surrounded by the bed, for a while, the fragrance of fat was lingering, and the hairpins were adorned. Ding dong, all the girls waited for him to change into fancy clothes, combed his hair, put on breakfast, and took care of the servants in Beitang Rongdu, and then sent him out of Zheyunju.

The viewing platform is majestic, towering and steep, Beitang Rongdu stands at a very high position, looking down at the distance, I can see people like tides, cars and horses like streams, gathering from all directions, slowly coming towards the Unsheltered Fort .From this position, you can have a panoramic view of the entire Unsheltered Fortress, and you can see countless buildings stretching continuously, like a giant, majestic and majestic between the heavens and the earth. The imperial palace and royal city in it should be no more than that.

Beitang Rongdu sighed softly, and said: "Drunk lying on the lap of a beauty, awake and in charge of the world, a man born in the world, it should be so...Han Yan, look at the scene under your feet, only standing far above these ten thousand people , Only then do you know what it feels like to follow the crowd like thunder and follow the crowd."

Shen Hanyan was dressed in a well-decorated formal attire, with wide sleeves and a long train, just like a handsome young man. He was standing beside Beitang Rongdu at this time. Hearing this, he said with a slight smile: "My master is right." Beitang Rong Du Dan smiled, revealing a slender, flawless hand like a jade shoot in the sleeve, with slightly long nails, as warm and moving as crystal, holding a jade bone fan, the handle of which was engraved with the delicate image of a divine bird flying into the sky. The ring finger wearing the pihua ring, lightly flicking the fan pendant: "Look, among the people who came to celebrate the birthday, how many of them have dark and shady thoughts in their hearts, hoping that our unsheltered fortress will be wiped out in ashes, There is no redemption, and there are also thoughts of clinging and clinging, wishing to sacrifice their wives and daughters in order to gain power, and many of them wait and see carefully and take care of themselves... But no matter what their thoughts are, they all have smiles on their faces , come here to celebrate your birthday...why is that, Han Yan, tell me."

The arc of Shen Hanyan's lips is very gentle and soft, a jade pendant hangs around his head, and a green jade pendant in the middle is hanging between his eyebrows, reflecting his skin like snow: "... Young Master, because the castle master is famous and the power of Unsheltered Castle dominates the rivers and lakes, so they have to come."

Beitang Rongdu tapped his palm lightly with his fan, nodded and said with a smile, "You're right...Han Yan, it's getting late, let's go down."