Shuoyun Feidu

Beitang Rongdu was in the sea of ​​flowers, with his arms around his knees, he felt his chest was suffocated, and soon, although there were no footsteps beforehand, there was an extra pair of feet in his sight, Beitang Rongdu saw The person came, but he was not surprised, a cold arc appeared on the corner of his lips, but it was gone in an instant, a sneer appeared on his lips, and he just watched the other person walk in front of him with some hesitation.

The man walked up to Beitang Rongdu silently, and the hem of the robe embroidered with gold thread shook slightly to reveal the fine and piercing gold. A tall and straight figure, but he didn't say a word, as if he didn't see the other person at all, he didn't move, he just felt his throat was a little tight, and he unconsciously clenched his mouth tightly, for fear that he would lose control once he opened his mouth. Unable to control his emotions, the man stood in front of Beitang Rongdu, paused quietly for a moment, seemed to be hesitating for something, then finally leaned over and stretched out his hand, and slowly caressed Beitang Rongdu's face. Listen to the other party say: "Longevity..."

The opponent's hand touching his face was as warm as ever, but Beitang Rongdu didn't find anything that made him feel safe from it as usual, the expression on his face changed slightly, his eyes were faint, sharp and cold , and said bluntly: "... What is the emperor's order?" There was a sense of sarcasm in that tone. If you look closely, you will find that Beitang Rongdu's handsome face seems to be covered with a thick layer of It was like ice and snow, and there was a cold and indifferent look between the brows. The more Beitang Zun listened, he looked down at him, and his lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he still didn't say it. The hand on Beitang Rongdu's face slowly moved down, trying to pull the opponent's hand, but Beitang Rongdu shrank back, and the man didn't let him pull it. Beitang Zun Yue couldn't help sighing when he saw this, Said: "...Are you still angry with me because of what I said to you?" As he spoke, he wanted to squat down and look at Beitang Rongdu, but at this moment, he saw Beitang Rongdu coldly. With a cold smile, he said in the same indifferent voice as before, "...the emperor is the son of heaven, the king of a country, who am I, how dare I be angry with you?"

Beitang Venerable sighed helplessly, trying his best to sound gentle, with a hint of apology on his face, and said: "...It's all mine, isn't it okay? Don't be angry with me. Huh?" After Beitang Zunyue finished speaking, he stroked Beitang Rongdu's dislocated arm just now, and there was a slight remorse between his brows, and said: "Does it still hurt? It's my fault, You shouldn't have hurt you because of the severity of your hand." Hearing this, Beitang Rongdu's eye circles turned slightly red in disappointment, and his nose was also a little sour, but he is not weak, but he just blinked He immediately returned to his indifferent appearance, his expression was indifferent and angry. He had planted the seeds of discord with Beitang Zunyue because of their personality problems. I have a knot in my heart because of the fact that I was looking for fun outside, and what happened just now, combined with several aspects, how could I be able to endure it?So it was inevitable that his expression would be indifferent. At this time, the bright sky light was shining gently on his face, but it was not warm at all. For a moment, Beitang Rongdu's expression was very calm, and he said lightly: "...the emperor is wrong, it is me No."

Beitang Zunyue's heart flickered, and then he pondered for a while, and his long eyebrows seemed to twist accordingly. At this moment, he didn't even need to look carefully to guess the look in Beitang Rongdu's eyes. It must be stingingly cold, Therefore, I couldn't help sighing softly in my heart, squatted down, and said gently: "...Don't say such angry words, I will make it up to you, okay?" I didn't hear the meaning of reconciliation in Beitang Zunyue's words at all, just smiled with a 'chi', and said indifferently: "What's wrong with you? How dare I let the king of a country pay me for it? I still have a little Self-knowledge!"

Beitang Rongdu raised his head slightly as he spoke, he had already practiced the ability to remain calm, and for a moment his eyes met Beitang Zunyue's, and said softly but extremely indifferently: "...It was all mine in the first place. The fault is all because of my small belly, I can't tolerate anyone!"

As soon as they raised their heads like this, the two of them immediately looked at each other, and Beitang Rongdu's eyes that were originally cold became colder in an instant. The cold meaning pierced directly into Beitang Zunyue's heart in an instant, and although Beitang Zunyue had been capable of not showing his emotions for many years, Beitang Rongdu's eyes still pierced his heart. He was stunned, even Beitang Rongdu knew how to cover up and didn't show all the anger in his heart, but Beitang Zunyue was born with a keen intuition like a wild beast, and Beitang Rongdu had a deep feeling in his heart. The intense resentment at the place could not be concealed from his eyes. In an instant, Beitang Zunyue seemed to be poured with a ladle of cold water. He only felt that he was completely surrounded by the other party's anger. In fact, according to his original thought The two of them just had a little awkward fight just now. When he thought about it, Beitang Rongdu was just a little jealous. After he lowered his posture and said soft words, he should be relieved of each other anyway. That unpleasantness should be gently removed. Even if Beitang Rongdu's attitude didn't change immediately, he should at least have calmed down. But right now, it's obviously beyond his expectation. Beitang Rongdu not only shows no sign of softening. , and even his attitude became more and more cold, the former relaxed thought turned out to be nothing more than his own wishful thinking... For a while, Beitang Zun Yue remained silent, and just stared at the only person he loved deeply with complicated eyes. After a long time, Fang let out a long sigh , said: "Changsheng, don't get angry with me like this, you clearly know that no matter what I did to make you sad, it was not intentional."

Hearing this, Beitang Rongdu's body seemed to tremble slightly, he felt sore in his heart, he had to covertly raise his head slightly, pretending to be indifferent, there was faint moisture in the corner of his eyes, but he This kind of gaffe couldn't last for too long, so he regained his composure almost instantly, and then he glanced at the man in front of him, and said coldly: "...I'm not angry."

Every word in those words was as cold as ice, and there was no trace of weakness in them, and a pair of blue eyes revealed the taste of refusal to be thousands of miles away. For a while, he didn't have any idea, just smiled lightly, sat down beside Beitang Rongdu, pressed his fingers on Beitang Rongdu's shoulder, stroked it gently, and said apologetically: "... Then, what should we do? Are you angry with me? Just say it, and I will definitely do it." Beitang Rongdu was upset, looking at Beitang Zunyue's face similar to his own, there was a ray of grief and indignation in his heart for some reason, but it was gone for a while. Passed away, but the corners of the eyes slowly showed stubbornness, and a face quickly became as calm as water, without a trace of emotion showing: "... between you and me, there has never been a real grudge, even this time What can we do if we reconcile?" After finishing speaking, he suddenly stood up, hesitating for a moment, and said: "Let me be quiet for a while." Before he could finish speaking, he waved his sleeves and said loudly without hesitation. step away.

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After that, Beitang Rongdu never went to see Beitang Zunyue in the palace for two consecutive days. At the same time, he claimed that he was sick and refused to go to court to avoid seeing him.

On this day, Mu Qinghan was talking with Mu Qingping's brothers and sisters in Qionghua Palace, talking about some family matters, and before he knew it, it was noon, so Mu Qingping left his elder brother to have lunch with him, and then he personally sent Mu Qingping It was cold until outside the Chuihua Gate. For a while, Mu Qinghan walked along the road. The sun was warm in the afternoon, and the flowers and trees were sparsely shaded. The cold flute sound came from a distance, the sound of the flute is not high-spirited and melodious, nor is it clear and melodious, nor is it soothing, it is just like the night rain falling into a dream, the tone is low, which makes people feel sad unconsciously Meaning, Mu Qinghan himself is also very good at playing the flute. Hearing the sound of the flute, I feel that although the player is not extremely skilled, the sad and sad taste revealed in the sound of the flute is It is very expressive. In fact, the flute is the most suitable instrument for playing melancholy and sentimental tunes. Therefore, this kind of low flute sound should be very common. A person's true mood is not something that can be tasted by profound skills. I couldn't help being slightly surprised for a moment, and followed the sound. After walking for a while, my eyes suddenly opened up, and I saw a two-story building not far away. The surrounding flowers and trees are fragrant.

I only heard the faint sound of flute in the wind, and the pulse was thread-like, like threads, accompanied by the fragrance of flowers, clear and lingering around the ears, when I looked closely, I saw a young man in purple clothes upstairs standing leaning on a railing, thousands of threads scattered like black ink On the shoulders, the long eyebrows seemed to be slightly frowned, and he held a purple jade flute in his forehand and played it leisurely by his lips. The low sound of the flute was slowly sent away by the spring breeze, and the few strands of hair on his forehead were also blown by the warm wind blowing in front of him. Standing up, gently brushing his cheeks, like the spring breeze blowing down the flowers on the branches at the same time, covering that tall figure in the rain of flowers all over the sky, but the young man seemed unaware, still holding the flute And playing, around the fine petals all over the sky, there is a purple dress rustling, the purple sleeves fluttering like the wind, the plain clouds come out of Xiu, in the rain of flowers, the sound of the flute is endless, the young man's expression is calm, and the flute is on his lips By the side, playing slowly, such a picturesque scene falls in the eyes, even the most persevering person can't help but be moved.

This young man in purple is none other than Beitang Rongdu. Mu Qinghan was standing in a corner not far away. He was always aloof and aloof by nature, but even so, he really had a deep love for Beitang Rongdu. Right now Hearing the sound of the flute with his own ears, feeling the sadness in it, he couldn't help but tremble. With his mastery of rhythm, how could he not be able to hear the sadness in this flute, how could he not know Is this the most straightforward expression of the player's mood?But Beitang Rongdu, as the prince, is something that other people can only look up to, no matter his status, status, martial arts or appearance, etc. If this is the case, what can make such a person feel so depressed?Thinking of this, a name flashed subconsciously in Mu Qinghan's mind, his eyes froze for a moment, his heart turned a thousand times, but his body was already more obedient to the most instinctive thoughts than his mind, and he headed towards the small building. But Mu Qinghan didn't make a sound immediately, until the Xiao's sound gradually became quieter and finally became silent again, then he stepped into the building.

When Mu Qinghan entered the building, he had a different identity and was always close to the prince, so his own servants came out to greet him and asked him to go inside, and someone else went upstairs to report, this place is extremely clean, Beitang Rong Occasionally, Du would come to have a leisure time, and he saw that the surrounding furnishings were simple and elegant, not rich and noble, but full of charm, and the environment was quiet and leisurely. There was no incense in the building, but there was a large gold-painted blue and white grimace vat, which was splashed with clear water. Drinking fresh fruits, dyed the surrounding air with a hint of fruity fragrance. If I lived here, I am afraid that many of the troubles in my heart would be dissipated. For a while, some palace people brought fragrant tea, and Mu Qinghan sat down quietly. Waiting for Beitang Rongdu to come downstairs.

After waiting for about a cup of tea, I heard footsteps coming from the stairs, Mu Qinghan looked away, and saw two palace servants walking downstairs, behind Beitang Rongdu walking down the steps, still wearing clothes. The purple toga I saw just now, the neckline and sleeves are embroidered with Sihe Ruyi cloud patterns with silver thread, but the hair that was originally hanging down has been neatly tied up in half, and there is a silver crown on the top of the head. There is a dragon pendant on the silver belt in the middle of the room. Beitang Rongdu originally looked very good, but now he is dressed in such an elegant dress, and he is used to being in a high position after all. And because, but that kind of graceful and luxurious demeanor still can't be concealed, but at this time his complexion seems to be not very good, I don't know what is the reason, the skin that is already Shengxue is even more desolate, The expression on his face is also slightly condensed, as if there is something on his mind that has been heavily pent up in his heart.

Beitang Rongdu came downstairs, and signaled for the others to step down, walked to the main seat for a while, glanced at Mu Qinghan's face, and said, "...Why are you here today?" Qinghan didn't answer, but looked at Beitang Rongdu's face, with a slightly worried expression between his brows and eyes, and said: "...I just heard your flute sound, but what's the matter?" Beitang Rongdu paused slightly , and did not give a direct answer, but said with a hint of self-mockery: "What can I do." Mu Qinghan's eyes were as clear as a pool of cold water, as if he could see through everything, he shook his head slightly, and said: "... If you have something on your mind, how can you hide it from me." Beitang Rongdu's heart moved, but he was speechless for a moment, he couldn't help straightening his body, and after a long while, he smiled faintly, with an unspeakable expression in his expression Embarrassed, he sighed and said, "Qinghan, you always speak so bluntly, and you don't want to leave room for others..."

Mu Qinghan's eyes are like lightning, and he has been paying attention to the changes in Beitang Rongdu's expression, so he can naturally see all the other's expressions. At this moment, seeing Beitang Rongdu lower his eyes and say nothing, Although he didn't admit anything directly, the expression on that face was already obvious. He looked carefully at Beitang Rongdu, and saw that there was no haggard look in the other party's description, but he was obviously in a bad mood, as if Troubled by something, where is he still the calm and proud young man on weekdays, Mu Qinghan seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly said in a low voice: "... If it is because of him...even if he treats you wrong, why do you have to fight with yourself?" Difficult."

As soon as these words came out, Beitang Rongdu's heart skipped a beat, and seeing Mu Qinghan staring at him so directly, there was no concealment in his eyes, for a moment Beitang Rongdu didn't know why, and felt hesitant , as if subconsciously missed a heartbeat, he couldn't avoid Mu Qinghan's eyes, he could only look back at the other person quietly, he was silent for a moment, then smiled wryly, his expression became more and more awkward, and sighed in a low voice : "Don't talk about it... It's rare for you to talk with Gu, let's not talk about others."

Mu Qinghan looked at Beitang Rongdu fixedly, and said in a deep voice: "You are arrogant by nature, and you don't want to be wronged in everything, but that person..." When Mu Qinghan said this, he paused: "...that person has a temperament You are three points better than you, I know you must be depressed." Beitang Rongdu's eyes suddenly flashed, and there were countless dark colors in the eyes: "There is no need to talk about him." Looking at the man, he suddenly sighed. "Qinghan, Gu knows that you are the only one in this world who will not lie to Gu, and will obey no matter what... It is Gu who is sorry for you." Mu Qinghan looked deeply at Beitang Rongdu: "It doesn't matter, I just want to let you go." May your life be safe and happy, and for this, I will do anything for you."

For a while, the two talked for a long time in the living room. After Mu Qinghan left, Beitang Rongdu turned around and went upstairs. He saw that the upstairs layout was even more elegant and delicate. Holding a purple jade flute, with a plate of fresh fruits next to it, Beitang Rongdu picked up the jade flute, filled with infinite resentment, mixed with a touch of melancholy, Mu Qinghan's love is so deep, isn't he If he is not tempted, if there is no Beitang Zunyue, he will definitely choose this infatuated man, but until now, he can't care less about sighing a lot, even though Mu Qinghan is so good, he can only let him down in this life ... For a moment, Beitang Rongdu suddenly thought of Beitang Zunyue's hatred, he couldn't help snorting coldly, his eyes became cold, and he brought the jade flute close to his lips, and played it slowly, he was very talented in this It's not very high, but now I feel depressed, so playing it suits my mood, and it can sort out the messy thoughts in my heart.After finishing the song, Beitang Rongdu put down his jade flute, and went downstairs and said, "What time is it?"

Someone said respectfully: "If you go back to Your Highness, it's already five quarters." Beitang Rongdu gave an 'oh', and said: "...The Marquis of Zhuannan wants to come to see Gu today, why hasn't he arrived yet?" Just as he finished speaking, he heard the thin voice of the little eunuch outside: "Your Highness, Marquis Zhuan Nan is seeking to see you outside." Beitang Rong Du straightened his clothes with his hands, and said with a smile: "I really mean Cao Cao, Cao Cao will be here... ...Please let him come in." Then, he walked towards the stairs, at this moment he had already figured out that life must go on, no matter how dissatisfied he was with Beitang Zun, sometimes he even felt that I hate it, but the person I really can't live without can only be that man. This is determined by long-term experience. This kind of feeling is definitely not false, but the problem between the two is also real. , as long as a man has a powerful position, his heart will naturally become arrogant, let alone a king of a country like Beitang Zunyue?The kind of arrogance and arbitrariness that comes out from the bottom of the bone is incomparable. Beitang Rongdu feels that he has never seen anyone with such a temperament except Beitang Zunyue in his life. Even himself, compared to Beitang Zunyue One or two points less domineering, one of the two will act arbitrarily and the other will not be outdone, there is absolutely no balance point to be found, this is not a problem that can be filled with emotion... Thinking of this, Beitang Rongdu's eyes are dim, as if hidden Looking at something, he walked downstairs on his own.

Not long after, Yin Zhibai and Beitang Rongdu sat down, greeted each other a few words, and soon talked about the matter of hiring a teacher to enter the East Palace. In fact, if we only talk about learning, some of the civil servants in the court are full of knowledge. It is more than enough for a teacher to enlighten children, but this matter cannot be looked at so simply. It is quite complicated, and there are many interests involved, so it is natural to be cautious. I saw Yin Zhibai took a sip of tea, and then put it down Zhan said, "Speaking of this matter, I do have a candidate now." Beitang Rongdu smiled and said, "...Oh? So, let's talk to Gu. "

"This man's surname is Li, and his name is Hong Yue. He is a native of Kyoto. He is 42 years old. He is an indifferent person. His family is considered well-off, so he has never been an official. He only studies knowledge at home. His character is also reliable. He is a well-learned person, but it is also appropriate to enter the Eastern Palace to teach the princess and the emperor's grandson." Yin Zhibai said eloquently, there was no emotion on his face, but a flash of something flashed in his eyes.

"...Li Hongyue?" Beitang Rongdu thought for a while, but he didn't have any impression of this person in his mind. However, since he is a magi who is indifferent by nature and unwilling to become an official, even if he is a local, he has not heard of it. Not surprising, so he asked: "Then, what is this person's temperament? Since it is for children's enlightenment, knowledge is second, and temperament is the most important thing. Of course, it is not acceptable to be flamboyant, but it is also not acceptable if it is too pedantic." " Yin Zhibai smiled and said: "This person has a peaceful temperament, although he does things well, he is not too strict, he is very upright." After hearing this, Beitang Rongdu nodded: "It sounds good, so, wait for the challenge Let’s call him over to see Gu at this time, since he is choosing an enlightenment teacher for the children, the father of Gu must take a look in person.”

If the teacher of the emperor's grandson is involved in the officialdom, he will often be said to be a party or has a lot of behind-the-scenes things. Therefore, the best candidate is a person in the field like Li Hongyue. It was much simpler, so Beitang Rongdu was quite satisfied with the candidate recommended by Yin Zhibai, but it was necessary to send someone to check the person's situation carefully afterwards.Now that the business has been settled, Beitang Rongdu and Yin Zhibai chatted a little, which is quite comfortable.

After Yin Zhibai came out of the East Palace, he went back to the Hou Mansion by car, went into the study, and wrote a note, and then called someone to fetch a snow-white carrier pigeon, and tied the note tightly. It landed on the pigeon's paw and flew out from the window.

But it was said that the carrier pigeon fluttered its wings all the way, and soon reached the top of a big house, and plunged down. At this time, a young man was sitting by the window in a room, holding a book in his hand, but this man Obviously absent-minded, a little dazed, the room was silent, at this moment, a white carrier pigeon suddenly flapped its wings and rushed in from the window, the man was slightly taken aback subconsciously, and then flipped his right palm, already He caught the pigeon accurately, and then gently removed the paper strip tied on it from the pigeon's paw, and then let the carrier pigeon go. Suddenly, his slender fingers slowly unrolled the paper roll, and a line of small characters on it appeared impressively. With his eyes closed, the young man read the content on the note, and an extremely complicated look appeared on his face, unconsciously clutching the note tightly.

At night, the lights gradually turned on, and gauze lanterns were hung high in a yard in the mansion. The yard was quite large, and it was tidy and dignified. At this moment, bright lights suddenly appeared at the door , several attendants led the way with lighting lanterns in their hands, followed by a man in green clothes wearing a jade crown. Just like black mercury, the wide-sleeved robe, under the night, looks like a fairy, making people almost dare not look at it, it is Shen Hanyan.There was a moment of silence in the courtyard, the young man walked to the front of the main room, paused, and then said: "...Father, I have something to say right now." The voice fell, only to hear a deep man's voice from inside , seemed to be a little careless and slowly said: "It's rare that you come here to see me on your own initiative... Come in."

After Shen Hanyan heard this, he climbed up the steps alone, and when he reached the door, he seemed to hesitate for a moment, then he stretched out his hand to lift the curtain, stepped in, and when he entered the room, he raised his eyes and saw an unidentifiable An elderly man was sitting cross-legged on a low couch, wearing a deep purple cross-necked toga, with long hair hanging down, high eyebrows, and a faint smile on his face, but those eyes seemed to be hidden all the time. Looking at something, it reminds people of a poisonous snake hiding in a dark corner. He watched Shen Hanyan come in, his two thin lips curled up with a sinister look, and he said slowly: "...my son, what's the matter?" Let’s just say, my patience has been getting worse and worse recently.” Shen Hanyan glanced at the man, a complex expression flashed in his eyes, and said: “I have received news that the matter of entering the palace... only I'm afraid it's done." Beitang raised his eyebrows, and said with a half-smile: "...Oh? It seems that Yin Zhibai really has a deep affection for you, and he really works hard, and dares to take such a big risk." Shen Han Yan looked deeply at Beitang Yun, moved her lips a few times, finally knelt down on the ground, and said in a low voice: "Father, I hope that you will not interfere with my entry into the Eastern Palace..."

"Don't worry, I won't intervene." Bei Tangyun chuckled, a glint flashed in his eyes, but a tall figure appeared in his mind, he slightly hooked his lips, and said with a low smile: "My son, Not only will I not spoil your good deeds, but I will also help you..."

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On this day, Beitang Rongdu returned to the East Palace after going down to court, changed his court clothes and began to deal with official duties. There were not many things at hand at the moment, and the processing was completed before noon. Beitang Rongdu was at the concubine Song's place. After a simple lunch, he led the horse out of the East Palace alone.

Beitang Rongdu didn't need anyone to follow him, so he rode his horse to the Buddhist temple that he occasionally visited on weekdays. The monks in the temple received the news the day before, and the whole temple had already been closed and was no longer open to entertain guests. Du burned incense in the main hall, recited the scriptures several times, and bathed in the soothing fragrance of Buddha. Gradually, he felt that his restless mood seemed to be better in recent days. He stayed here for a while, and waited until the mood After almost completely calming down, he left the Buddhist temple and rode away alone, ready to go back.

The mountain road is winding, and the faint tree shadows are projected on the ground. There are birds who don’t know where they are hiding in the depths of the woods singing softly from time to time. Mixed with the breath of green grass and sunshine, people feel refreshed. There are clusters of wild flowers in the weeds on the side of the road, and the horseshoes step on the flowers, dyeing the hoof prints left along the way with residual fragrance.

However, before walking halfway, Beitang Rongdu suddenly pulled the reins and stopped the horse abruptly. In the distance, he saw a majestic and tall figure standing in the sea of ​​flowers in front of him. A person is like an insurmountable mountain, that person is wrapped in a dark blue robe, the noble and subdued color sets off an unspeakable majesty, like gloomy clear water, with long black hair hanging down, flourishing The golden sunlight shrouded the man's body, his face was a bit unclear in the backlight, his skin was as translucent as jade, and his eyes were as sharp as electricity and as deep as the sea. Walking through like a shuttle, the other party's wide dark blue robe sleeves were slightly swollen by the wind. It was the current emperor Beitang Zunyue.

Seeing this, Beitang Rongdu's eyes flickered slightly, and he felt his heart beating involuntarily. The two of them looked at each other silently with a distance of about ten feet, and neither of them said the first sentence first. Beitang Rongdu found that the infinitely gentle spring breeze around him seemed to take away other noisy voices, and he was so quiet that he could only hear his own breathing and heartbeat. Without hesitation, he headed in another direction, but almost at the same time, Beitang Zunyue moved and disappeared in the blink of an eye. He stopped in front of the horse in a few moments, and stepped forward at the same time. , Stretching out his hand to push the horse's belly, he stopped the horse abruptly. The horse was so frightened during the run that it immediately threw Beitang Rongdu off its back.

Beitang Rongdu was thrown like this by the horse, and he didn't insist on riding on the horse, but fell lightly to the ground. At this time, the bright sunlight was pouring down like a waterfall, and Beitang Rongdu's breathing was slightly short. It also gradually seemed to be a little heavier. He looked at Beitang Zunyue holding the rein with one hand, the indifference in his eyes did not mean to give in at all. The moment he saw Beitang Zunyue just now, he was ready The stomach may be sharp or sarcasm, but when he sees the tender eyes of the man at this moment, he suddenly feels that the vigor in his whole body seems to be dissipating bit by bit. Beitang Rongdu clearly sees from those eyes There was an undisguised trace of anger, and a deep affection revealed... The sun was in a trance like golden powder, and for some reason, Beitang Rongdu couldn't bring up much anger and alienation in his heart, and his eyes couldn't help He lingered on Beitang Zunyue's handsome face, and saw that pair of usually majestic and sharp golden eyes were now as gentle as spring water, and the sunlight reflected in them seemed to be shining brightly. Facing such a pair of flickering eyes, he felt annoyed. And the complex look in the eyes intertwined with emotions such as love, regret, etc. is not only angry, but also has a kind of tenderness that makes people flustered. Beitang Rongdu suddenly felt a little helpless, a feeling that he hated but could not control It came out from the bottom of my heart, and I didn't even know how to deal with this nasty emotional change. At this moment, Beitang Zun's calm and watery expression seemed to have thawed a little, and suddenly he let out a long sigh, and led the horse to Beitang Rongdu. In front of him, with a three-point majesty in his amiable face, he said: "...how long are you going to be angry with me?"

When Beitang Rongdu heard the man's words, his body trembled slightly, and he subconsciously turned his head away, his heart turned a thousand times, he didn't know whether he should make peace with the man smoothly, or continue the stalemate in the cold war, he I have never been an indecisive person, but now I am a little hesitant when faced with such a simple choice. I was silent for a while, but I still didn't make a sound. Seeing this, Beitang Venerable seemed to sigh slightly, but there was nothing on his face. Looking angry, he pondered for a while before saying: "...well, I'm here, at least you have to say a few words, what are you doing so coldly?" Beitang Zunyue said so, seeing Beitang Rongdu Although the expression was a little cold, but there was no obvious anger, so I counted it in my heart, and continued: "It is said that husband and wife quarrel at the end of the bed. It has been a few days, why are you still talking to me like this?" Take it easy, huh?"