Shuoyun Feidu

The more Beitang Zun saw the boy's cold face, and thought that he broke up in the morning because of Mu Qinghan's displeasure with him, but now because of that outsider's cold face towards his biological father, he couldn't help being even more annoyed. Immediately, he scolded coldly: "Bastard, what kind of attitude is this!"

Hearing the words, Beitang Rongdu took a deep breath, suppressed the anger rising in his heart, made his tone sound as normal as possible, looked at Beitang Zun's stern eyebrows, and said slowly: "It's my fault. Yes, I'm leaving now."

These words were obviously subdued, with the taste of suffocating, but in the ears of Beitang Zunyue, it was the meaning of the young man thinking that he should not come to see him, and there was no softening and showing weakness in the other party's eyes at this moment , Therefore, Beitang Zun became more and more angry, with a gloomy cold light in his eyes, and then he pursed his thin lips lightly, and smiled angrily: "It's very good, you are grown up now, your wings are hardened, even this seat How dare you ignore it!" Beitang Rongdu saw that he had given in, but the other party seemed to be more aggressive, so he couldn't help getting angry, suppressing his anger and saying coldly: "I don't dare to disobey Elder, it's just that I don't understand why my father is angry at me? The child doesn't think he has said anything inappropriate, even if it is the dispute this morning, I don't know what kind of anger my father is angry with!"

The father and son were fighting like cockfights. Beitang Zun Yue glared at the young man, and then suddenly grabbed the other man's collar. Beitang Rongdu didn't expect the man to do it, and the collar was firmly grasped immediately. Immediately Beitang Zunyue grabbed his collar and yanked him violently, pulling Beitang Rongdu staggeringly, and was mercilessly thrown face down onto the ground next to him. Rong Du stood up straight, and a foot in black warm boots stepped heavily on his back, with such force that it could almost crush the mountains and rivers, and trampled Beitang Rong Du lying on the carpet, unable to move. At the same time, I heard Beitang Venerable Yue scolded: "I have always pampered you, which is why I have raised you like this. If I don't teach you a lesson today, I'm afraid you will go against the sky in the future!"

Beitang Rongdu struggled angrily, put his hands on the ground, and tried his best to support the trampled body little by little. , sneered and said: "You don't have the ability to get out of this seat." While speaking, he shouted outside in a deep voice: "Come in with a whip!"

A moment later, a maid walked into the room tremblingly holding a soft black whip. Beitang Zunyue held it with one hand, then bent slightly, and stripped the boy's trousers to the bend of his legs, exposing his snow-white buttocks. I tapped one of his acupoints with his hand, so that he couldn't use the zhenqi body shield, and then he saw the shadow of the whip in his hand flashed, and there was a crisp sound of 'pop', and a puff appeared on Beitang Rongdu's buttocks. There was a long red mark.

At this moment, Beitang Rongdu's lower body was naked, his waist was trampled, and he couldn't move. He was forced to lie on the ground and endured the whipping of men. He had never been humiliated like this since he was a child, and he immediately resisted and struggled with all his strength. He even swung the hidden weapon backhanded, but what he got was more forceful whipping. The more Beitang Zun saw that he was resisting blindly, but he refused to make a sound at all, and he was unwilling to even utter a beg for mercy. With a bit of ruthlessness, the strength in his hand also increased a bit.Gradually, Beitang Rongdu stopped struggling, and just pressed his thin lips tightly, letting the man whip his buttocks hard up and down.

I don't know how long it took until there was no intact place on Beitang Rongdu's snow-white buttocks where the whip could be dropped, and Beitang Zunyue finally stopped. He saw that the boy's entire buttocks were slightly swollen, but it didn't. Bleeding, even the skin was not broken, but the texture on the buttocks turned blood red, almost as if it was about to bleed.Beitang Zunyue threw the whip aside, and let go of the foot on the young man's waist. Although he was angry just now, he didn't really hurt the young man. He just wanted to make the other party feel unbearable pain. After beating his son, the anger seemed to have dissipated a lot. Seeing that Beitang Rongdu was still lying motionless on the carpet, his buttocks that were originally snowballs had now become the same color as the bright red birthmark on the tailbone. They are exactly the same, and I don't realize that there is a little bit of regret, but he is arrogant and ruthless by nature, and he has never apologized to others in his life. Naturally, he couldn't bear to speak softly to his son at this time, so he just frowned and said sternly. With a low face, he reprimanded: "...don't get up yet!"

Beitang Rongdu still maintained his prostrate posture, as if he had never heard his words. After a long while, he moved his right hand slightly, and slowly lifted up the trousers that had faded to the knees, and then slowly stood up. , turned his back to Beitang Zunyue, fastened his belt, adjusted his clothes a little, and said, "...if father has learned his lesson, Rong Du will go back."

Since he was a child, he has always only called himself "I" or "Baby" in front of Beitang Zunyue, and never called himself by his first name, but at this time, he called himself "Rongdu" for the first time, and his tone was calm Yes, there is clearly a trace of indifference and alienation in it... Beitang Zunyue paused, his crystal yellow eyes were hidden between the mottled lights, and there was a faint hint of deep meaning, and at the same time a flash of murderous intent flashed, his right hand suddenly raised, His sword eyebrows stood upright, as if he was about to slap the young man harshly immediately, but he stopped abruptly, gritted his teeth and sneered, "Why, it's just a slap on you, and you're going to be separated from me?! "

Beitang Rongdu didn't look back, but said slowly: "Father, I am your son, a person, not a dog or a cat you raised. If you like it, if you are happy, you can hold it in your arms and play with it." If you are upset or make you angry, just hit or curse a few times, no matter if I want to or not, what will I think in my heart... Because I am your son, so you treat me as yours Private property, whether it is joy, anger, sorrow, or life and death, is all in your hands, and there is no violation. You can love me, pet me, love me, give me anything you want, and don't let others hurt me , but you cannot allow me to disobey you in the slightest."

When Beitang Rongdu said this, he turned around, the corners of his mouth slightly curved upwards, looked at Beitang Zunyue, and continued: "Father, you said that I am a tree in your garden, so , it should belong to you completely..." The young man said this, fixed his eyes on the man, and said word by word: "...But, I, Beitang Rongdu, don't want to."

The room was silent, the murderous look in Beitang Zunyue's eyes slowly faded, something seemed to flash in his eyes, he looked at the calm young man in front of him, suddenly laughed lowly, stretched out his hand to pinch Beitangrong Du lowered his chin and said slowly: "I don't want to...Are you sure you have the right to say 'no' to me? Are you sure you have the ability?"

Beitang Rongdu also smiled lightly, his blue eyes and the man's golden pupils looked at each other, confronting each other without any sign of weakness: "Not now...but in the future, there will be, I promise."

In fact, it's not that I don't pay attention to it, nor do I care about it, it's just that one is arrogant, accustomed to other people's accommodation and obedience, and does not allow anyone to challenge his majesty, while the other is unwilling to hand himself over to others to manipulate and control, Even if the other party is my closest person in this world...

In the snow, two carriages rolled between the snow-capped fields. The carriages were spacious and comfortable, almost like a not-so-big bedroom.

Beitang Rongdu lay sideways on a thick tiger skin mattress, Shen Hanyan sat beside him, covered him with a blanket, and then handed a hand warmer the size of a fist to the boy's hand inside.Beitang Rongdu took over the stove, but felt a little pain in his buttocks, so he frowned and said, "Look at the back of me, if it's still swollen." Shen Hanyan lifted it gently after hearing this. Blanket, carefully took off Beitang Rongdu's trousers, then carefully looked at the boy's buttocks, and then said: "It's still a little swollen... The medicine I took yesterday is very good, and it seems that there is no serious problem now. After that, he pulled up his trousers again for Beitang Rongdu, and said, "Actually, why did you have to fight against the castle master at that time, as long as you speak softly, you probably won't be beaten." Beitang Rongdu Unconsciously smiled bitterly and said: "You don't know, he was really too tight at that time, and he got angry at me without thinking. The clay figurine is still a little bit angry, let alone me? He has always been moody. I have learned this temper since I was a child. gone."

Shen Hanyan shook his head, changed the subject, and said, "Young Master Mu has only recuperated in the fort for a few days, and his injuries must have not healed at all, so why leave the fort right now and go back to Qingdi Gate?" Beitang Rong Holding the stove in his hand, Du put his head on the young man's lap, and said indifferently: "He has always been like this..."

Two carriages were moving forward in the snow, one in front of the other, and there was only one person in the huge carriage. Mu Qinghan was lying on a soft couch with his eyes closed, while the snow danced wildly outside. Like fluff, flying in the vastness.