Shuoyun Feidu

After Beitang Rongdu finished speaking, he breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand to loosen the golden hook holding the bed curtain, put down the curtain, and said to Mu Qinghan who was lying on the couch: "In your current state, you should go to bed first. Let's go to sleep and talk about it after calming down." Mu Qinghan didn't say a word, his eyes were closed, and he didn't know if he had heard it, Beitang Rongdu knew that he needed to be quiet right now, so he didn't say any more. Said, covered the tent, lit the sandalwood used to soothe the nerves, and then went out of the room by himself, and ordered no one to disturb him, and then went to practice.

There was dead silence in the room, Mu Qinghan was lying on the bed, the pain under his body reminded him of what he had experienced all the time, he opened his eyes, looked at the gorgeous and delicate tent with cold eyes, the strong shame made him almost lost He lost his reason, and now, his self-control has gradually calmed him down... Mu Qinghan bit his lower lip in shame, deliberately ignoring the trembling pain in his buttocks that disgusted him, and let his mouth The bloody smell gradually became stronger, and after a while, the indifferent expression finally covered the dark eyes again, and then slowly closed them again...

After Beitang Rongdu practiced, he took a shower and was sitting to let Shen Hanyan comb his hair.

The cyan jade comb slowly slid across the smooth black hair. Shen Hanyan combed the boy's hair and said, "I heard that the young master just brought a person back, and it seems that he was injured." Beitang Rong Du Dandan hummed, since he had already told Mu Qinghan that no one else would know about this matter, so even though he was facing Shen Hanyan, he did not reveal it, and only said: "A friend is injured, will you Rest here for a while." Shen Hanyan has been with Beitang Rongdu for many years, and he has already understood his temperament, knowing what can be said and what should not be known, so now what Beitang Rongdu said is simple and vague , I understood that he didn't want to talk about this matter to others, so he didn't mention it further, but suggested: "Since you are injured, it is better to make medicine than tonic. It is better to let people stew some tonic. I am afraid of the injury." It can get better sooner." Beitang Rongdu nodded and said, "That's fine."

I don't know how long it has passed, maybe I have slept for a while, or maybe I have been awake all the time, but even with my eyes closed, I can feel that someone has already stood outside the tent, and there is a faint smell of food, and at the same time I saw a Lifting the bed curtain decorated with tassels with his hand, holding it with a gold hook, he said lightly, "Eat something first."

In the incense burner in front of the bed is still wafting sandalwood incense for calming the nerves. The boy's jet-black black hair is long and hangs down to his waist, the corners of his eyes are slightly smeared, his lips are full of vermilion, and his chin is closed. Condensed between the blue pupils, they circulate endlessly, the clothes and accessories all over his body are exquisite, if other people dress like this, the clothes may overwhelm the guests, but they will make people gloomy, but when he wears them, they are only expensive and just right .

Mu Qinghan suddenly remembered the scene when he first saw this young man. At that time, the other party was being planned to besiege and kill him. He was only about 11 years old, but the cruelty and madness of the attack was already like that face. It is also unforgettable -- even in the tragic atmosphere full of blood and flesh flying everywhere, such appearance is still impossible to ignore, even Mu Qinghan, who was just passing by at the time, has always been indifferent to beauty, but still has to admit , such an intense beauty is a sharp weapon in itself.

But the reason why Mu Qinghan made the move in the end was not because of this charming appearance, nor because he was surprised and curious about the other party's martial arts attainments at such a young age, but because the child refused to give up even if he was in a desperate situation , still doing everything possible to fight for the determination and desire to live, this is what made Mu Qinghan finally make a move to clean up the mess...

In the blue sleeves embroidered with lavender patterns, a flawless hand was exposed. A porcelain bowl was held in the palm of the hand. The bowl was steaming and fragrant. Beitang Rongdu sat down on the edge of the bed with ginseng porridge. , stretched out his hand to untie the man's acupoints, he didn't seem to worry about the man's irrational behavior, and just passed the porridge bowl over.

Mu Qinghan only glanced at the young man, then sat up slowly with considerable difficulty, then took the bowl, and drank the ginseng porridge in it one mouthful at a time.

Beitang Rongdu put the empty bowl on the table, took a sip while pouring tea, and said, "Is it better now?"

"...Could it be that I want to be like a woman, looking for death and life?" The low voice sounded coldly, Mu Qinghan's eyes were indifferent, once the words came out, the injury was affected again, but he just frowned, but never Make any sound of pain.

Beitang Rongdu picked up a small watering pot and poured some water on a pot of narcissus by the window: "...I know you are a smart person." Go up, sniffed the fragrance of flowers lightly, and said slowly: "You are always calm, you are not such an impulsive fool, after you calm down, you will naturally know what to do is right... You can heal your wounds with peace of mind, except for me. Besides, no one else will be allowed in casually."

The bed under him was covered with a thick brocade mattress, which was very soft and comfortable, but sitting like this still caused unbearable pain. Mu Qinghan felt as if his waist was being torn apart. The pain was unspeakable, so he had to lie down , but just moved so slightly, Mu Qinghan suddenly let out a low, muffled snort, and a thin layer of sweat oozes from his temples.Seeing this, Beitang Rongdu went back to the bed, supported the man's body with his hands, and helped him lie down. The ten fingernails exposed in the sleeves were slightly long, and they were polished as smooth as jade, giving off a layer of light. His fingers clasped Mu Qinghan's shoulders, his wrists were absolutely white, and there were several cat's-eye chains hanging on them. His skin was soft and delicate, enough to make people feel tender. If he wanted to, how many men and women would be willing to die in such a place? in both hands.Mu Qinghan closed his eyes slightly, and his black hair was scattered on the pillow in a mess. When Beitang Rongdu saw his appearance at this time, and recalled his previous description, he felt a little sighed, and said: "Actually If you want the complete Chongyang Sword sword manual, you just need to explain to me, just because you saved me once, I will ask my father, and I should be able to give you a copy..." Mu Qinghan shut herself He closed his eyes and said in a cold voice: "...Although I saved you, I don't need to use this as a way to ask for compensation." Sneak into Unsheltered Fort by yourself and steal the sword manual?"

The man's eyes suddenly opened, and Mu Qinghan looked at Beitang Rongdu, and said coldly: "...you know how the sword manual is in Unsheltered Fortress." Beitang Rongdu shrugged, With a meaningless expression on his face: "Okay, I admit that the martial arts secrets of the various sects in the Secret Pavilion have been collected by improper means for hundreds of years. For example, the Chongyang Sword Art of your Qingdimen is When my great-great-grandfather killed the judicial elder of the Qingdi Gate, I found the copy from him...so there is nothing wrong with you entering the secret pavilion to get back the sword manual." Mu Qinghan closed his eyes and said indifferently: "...the skills are not as good as Man, there is nothing to say."

Beitang Rongdu shook his head, and said: "You rest. I think you don't want to see other people, so I will live here together and help you take care of me. Since you saved me, you and I are also friends. Now just looking at your situation, I naturally have no reason not to take care of you... You'd better stay here to recover from your injuries, without me sending you out, in your current situation, it is impossible for you to leave the castle by yourself." After all, he resumed Put down the bed curtain and go straight out of the room.

After a long time, the room gradually began to darken. When it was time to turn on the lights, someone came in with a candlestick in his hand, and his whole body was enveloped in the warm candlelight. A few strands of hair on the temples of Rongdu in Beitang were braided. , with long arms on top of his head, with a faint scent of wine lingering around his body, he took the candlestick and lit up the lights in the room one by one, then turned his head to look at the big bed that was tightly covered by the brocade curtain.

There was no sound in the bed, only the faint sound of breathing could be heard, Beitang Rongdu heard that the sound was not quite right, so he opened the curtain with one hand and looked inside.

Mu Qinghan fell asleep, his pale face was stained with an abnormal blush, his breathing was slightly heavy, a few strands of hair were messy covering his forehead, his eyes were closed, Beitang Rongdu touched his forehead with his hand , I found that the temperature of the skin was a little hot.

Beitang Rongdu is not a child who doesn't understand human affairs, so of course he understands what's going on - this man has just experienced an extremely rough sexual incident, and his injuries are serious. Well, the current appearance is also reasonable...Beitang Rongdu asked someone to boil the medicine, then pinched Mu Qinghan's mouth, slowly poured the soup in, and then took the medicine and gave it to him Dressing for the wound.

Mu Qinghan's black hair is loose, and her inner clothes are not very neat. From the perspective of Beitang Rongdu, you can vaguely see the collarbone in the collar, the jet-black hair is scattered around the corners of the eyes and cheeks, and the thin lips are also burnt. It was slightly reddened, and the current appearance was in sharp contrast to his previous description, as if it was trampled on pure white snow.Beitang Rongdu seemed to smell a very faint fragrance, a cold fragrance, vaguely emanating from Mu Qinghan, Beitang Rongdu thought for a while, but remembered the few times he had met before, The other person has indeed always smelled this way, the aura is repulsive, cold and reserved, but maybe it is because he witnessed this person being forcibly raped, but now he smells it, but he feels a little strange... Beitang There are not many friends in Rongdu. Although Mu Qinghan does not have a deep friendship with him, the grace of saving his life is extraordinary. Moreover, although Mu Qinghan is cold-tempered, he has his own set of rules for how to behave. He would rather take risks. Sneaking into Unsheltered Fortress, he didn't even bother to coerce him with the grace of saving his life to achieve his goal. It can be seen from this that Beitang Rongdu didn't say anything, but he was quite respectful in his heart.

Beitang Rongdu applied medicine to Mu Qinghan, and seeing that his high fever persisted for a while, he got some ice cubes wrapped in a towel and applied it to his forehead, but the temperature didn't drop in a short while. Beitang Rongdu saw that the man's exhaled breath was a little hot, and his lips were slightly dry. His face was originally pale, but now his face was overwhelmed by peach blossoms, his hair was entangled on the pillow, his eyelashes were tightly closed, and his eyes were slightly soft. Trembling unceasingly, so he frowned slightly and thought for a moment, then asked someone to fetch a small jar of spirits, dipped himself in a towel, and stripped off the clothes on Mu Qinghan, intending to use spirits to give him the whole body Wipe it again, but just when Beitang Rongdu wiped the other person's chest with a towel, Mu Qinghan suddenly moved, and then grabbed Beitang Rongdu's wrist, with a struggling and angry look on his face , the strength in his hands was also great, and he held Beitang Rongdu's wrist bones with a slight creak. Rong Du freed up his other hand and tapped his Ruanma point, which made the man temporarily weak, and then he got away.

...In the darkness, countless hands scrambled to reach out, rubbing and touching the man's naked body recklessly. Disgusting things are forced into the man's body in turn, shaking, venting their ugly desires, no matter how much they resist, they can't break free...

His eyes opened suddenly, and what caught his eyes was not the darkness like a nightmare, but the luxurious and luxurious soft red curtains, stacked and beautiful.Mu Qinghan paused for a moment, then slowly shifted her gaze to look outside the bed.

The tasseled curtains have been pulled up, and the sky is bright outside. Someone is sitting at a round table not far away, wiping a jasper sword with a rosin-colored silk handkerchief. He looked up and smiled, "Did you sleep well?"

The young man said, put the jade sword on the table, walked over and touched Mu Qinghan's forehead with his hand, then bent the corner of his mouth and said: "Well, it really won't burn."

The drooping turquoise sleeves brushed his face, bringing a faint and sweet scent similar to pear blossoms. The ends of the two locks of hair on the boy's chest were gracefully curved, entangled with the long jade tassels beside his ears. , The hand touching the forehead is also as warm and smooth as curdled fat.Mu Qinghan was keenly aware that her body under the brocade quilt was naked, and her whole body smelled faintly of alcohol. Before she could speak, she heard the young man say: "I used spirits to cool you down last night. ...would you like something to eat?"

Mu Qinghan's pupils are deep, and the expression on his face has returned to his usual appearance. Even though his body is still a little weak at this time, the traces of arrogance that have been accumulated for many years between the corners of his eyes and between his eyebrows are still not affected by yesterday's Hearing the words, Beitang Rongdu helped him put on his underwear, and then gave instructions to the outside, but after a while, several maids brought him up A small table was placed on the bed, the porridge and vegetables were arranged one by one, and then they retreated.

Beitang Rongdu saw that Mu Qinghan barely sat up slowly and began to eat, he nodded secretly in his heart, sat back in front of the round table again, wiped the cat's eye on the jade sword carefully with a silk handkerchief, and said: "As long as you have a good sleep, everything will be fine when you wake up... There is no great event in this world, the past is also the past."

The spoon in Mu Qinghan's hand paused, and the next moment, he said coldly: "...It's just a nightmare."