Shuoyun Feidu

It was a sunny day, and the weather was exceptionally clear. As soon as Beitang Rongdu entered the room, he twisted a wet towel to wipe his face, and asked someone to bring some herbal tea. After drinking, he threw himself on the bed and sighed: "I'm exhausted..."

Shen Hanyan was practicing kung fu cross-legged on the couch, opened his eyes when he heard it, and asked with a smile: "What's wrong?" Beitang Rongdu slightly moved his head, rested his head on his lap, closed his eyes and replied: "This For half a month, things at Pingjian Villa have been going smoothly. This morning I first listened to their report on the latest progress, and then went to practice with my father in the back mountain. Now I can't even bring out a single ounce of internal strength, and I was beaten...Han Yan, give me some medicated oil to wipe it off."

Hearing this, Shen Hanyan got out of bed, took a porcelain bottle and came back, then took off his shirt for Beitang Rongdu, saw the large bruises on his body at first glance, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "It's just a trick. , Castle Master... why do you really need to do it?" Beitang Rongdu lay on the bed, couldn't help smiling, and said: "What is this? You don't know, he was called Ruthless when I was young. I was not as tall as a stool back then. In order to temper this pair of arms, I first used brown rice, then river sand, and finally iron sand... When you came, you saw that I used iron sand to hone it every day. It's common for skin and flesh to bruise." Shen Hanyan knew that he had suffered a lot in cultivation since he was a child, so he felt pity in his heart, poured some medicinal oil on the young man, and rubbed the bruises on Beitang Rongdu carefully : "The castle master is indeed stricter..."

Beitang Rongdu smelled the cool smell of medicinal oil in his nose, and seemed not so tired, so he said: "Father is for my own good. If you want to practice kung fu well, you have to suffer first... The human body is actually like a tank. Cultivation can be regarded as the water in it. Apart from my father, of course there are people who surpass me in martial arts, but I dare to say that although they have more water in this tank than me, I have polished my body since I was a child. , coupled with the secret method of the Beitang family, this tank is bigger than theirs, so the water it can hold in the future will definitely be much more than theirs... Otherwise, why do you think that every generation of the castle masters of the Beitang family are extremely cultivated, Why does daddy sit firmly in the position of the world's number one master?" He said, then turned his head and smiled at Shen Hanyan: "By the way, regarding the matter of Pingjian Villa, I have to go out of the castle in person, and I will talk to me this afternoon. Let's go out together." The young man nodded slightly, poured some medicated oil on Beitang Rongdu's body, rubbed away the bruises for him, and then left the room to sort out the things he needed to bring out of the castle.

Beitang Rongdu lay on the bed for a while, then seemed to think of something, got up and got out of bed, took a pen, after thinking for a while, finally wrote a word on a piece of paper, and then rolled it into a paper Roll, sealed in a small bamboo tube.

Qingdi Gate.

This residence is extremely clean, and there are almost no human voices around.

After the man completed a set of sword skills, he walked into the house. At this moment, a carrier pigeon suddenly flew towards this side with fluttering wings. When I saw the small bamboo tube tied to the pigeon's claw, I couldn't help but lighten up slightly. Then my other hand pulled out a palm-sized piece of white paper from the bamboo tube, and slowly unfolded it. Then there was only a large seal character 'Rong' on the paper. , and suddenly cast it into the eyes...

--[If I see you again next time, I will fly a pigeon to send a message, and send you news in advance...]

The stars are falling, and the lights are on.

The moon-white soft satin embroidered shoes stepped on the ground slowly without making a sound, and Beitang Rongdu appeared in the night silently, like a ray of breeze under the moon.

There was a celadon beauty goblet on the table by the window, inside which were several branches of white plums, and the fragrance was faint. After walking around a screen in Beitang, Rongdu saw the bed inside was half covered with an apricot-yellow tent. Someone inside was sound asleep.

Beitang Rongdu approached slowly, before he reached the bed, the person inside had already woken up, said in a deep voice: "... who is it?" As he spoke, he had already opened the curtain.

He was dressed in plain white pajamas, his black hair hung loose, and his sword eyebrows were slightly frowned. The man's face seemed a little blurred in the soft light, but in the next moment, the expression on that face became really vivid and clear, and at the same time, his heart suddenly The great earthquake seemed to be lighting up the sky with countless thunder and lightning, and the eyes burst out with joy and joy: "...Rongrong?!"

There was only one lamp lit in the room, so the light was not very clear, but Mu Qinghan only took one look, and then locked the girl's outline deeply into his eyes, and he saw where he looked, a tall and tall girl The girl was standing not far from the bed, she was wearing a light blue dress, her makeup was simple in a bun, her eyes were black and bright like two pills of black mercury, when she saw the man woke up, she smiled slightly, although the smile was as light as clouds, If there is nothing, it seems to illuminate the surroundings.

This is the person he has been thinking about day and night... Mu Qinghan only felt a heat in his heart, and then his heart beat heavy and fast. All his souls were attracted by that figure, and he was full of countless chaotic words. He said it, but after a pause for a while, he just looked at the girl and said, "...is it cold outside?"

Beitang Rongdu walked over, sat down in front of his bed, and said with a light smile, "It's okay." Mu Qinghan sat up, and stretched out his hand to hug Beitang Rongdu into his arms to warm him up. But before he raised his hand, he suddenly remembered that he was only wearing close-fitting clothes at the moment, and he was afraid that he would offend the other party abruptly, so after hesitating for a moment, he still gently embraced him in his arms, and waited until he found that the other party was not there. Only when she resisted any resentment did she feel relieved, slowly hugged the beauty tightly, and said in a low voice: "Rongrong, since you left last time, I have been worried that you will not come to see me again..."

Beitang Rongdu smiled slightly, and said: "Since I promised you that I will come to see you often in the future, I will not lie... This time I have something to do, so I will pass by here, so I will stop by to see you. I don't want you to go to bed so early today."

There was a faint fragrance lingering in his bosom, it was a cool and graceful fragrance, leisurely and lingering, Mu Qinghan held the girl's hand, put those hands that were cold outside into his bosom, and took care of her. Warming, like embracing a lost and found treasure, filled with heavy joy: "Rongrong... I just felt a little bit cold, so I went to bed early, nothing happened."

Wrapped into the man's arms, his cold hands touched the smooth and firm fiery chest. Beitang Rongdu inadvertently felt a soft protrusion touched by his fingertips, and he couldn't help but suddenly understood what it was. Therefore, his hands froze slightly, and he sighed inwardly, and then pulled his hands out of the man's arms.

The icy catkin suddenly moved away from his chest, Mu Qinghan realized his rashness, he must have been the one who fell into his arms abruptly, he couldn't help but paused, then lowered his head and buried his face in the girl's black hair, Shen Sheng said: "Rongrong, I didn't mean it just now..."

When Beitang Rongdu heard this, a slight smile flashed across his eyes, and he said, "I know." As he spoke, he felt the heat on Mu Qinghan's body, and asked, "You're still hot, Have you taken the medicine yet?" Mu Qinghan hugged him quietly, feeling infinitely peaceful and peaceful in his heart, so he replied gently: "...um." Beitang Rongdu smiled, and gently pushed Mu Qing away. Han encircled his hands, got up and said: "Since you are feeling the wind and cold, you should drink more water." As he spoke, he walked to the table and touched the teapot on it, and saw that the body of the teapot was still warm Then, he poured a cup of tea and drank it himself, then poured another cup, and handed it to the bed, "It's still hot."

Mu Qinghan didn't take it directly, but quietly looked at Beitang Rongdu, the silent affection contained in that gaze, without needing to say it, was already deep and infinite, even a man of iron and stone could melt it.He looked at Beitang Rongdu, a smile appeared bit by bit on his handsome and resolute face, and it was completely carved between the brows. Then he took the cup, drank the tea, and then gently held Beitang. With Rong Du's left hand, the tone was as gentle as the warm sun at the vernal equinox: "Rong Rong... I am really happy that you are here tonight."

Beitang Rongdu raised his right hand, pressed Mu Qinghan's eyebrows with his fingertips, stretched his eyebrows for him into a joyful look, and smiled slightly: "I said, I won't leave you until you regret it." ..."

The room is like spring, Mu Qinghan holds Beitang Rongdu's hand and pulls him into his arms, such a beautiful smile, either cheerful, sly, or indifferent, all catches his sight, It makes the whole person feel warmed up, and I couldn't be more satisfied: "Rongrong..."

There was a cold wind outside the window, but the room was quiet and warm. Mu Qinghan circled Beitang Rongdu contentedly, hugging him tightly to his chest.After a long time, I heard footsteps approaching outside, and a clear and gentle female voice said: "Brother, are you feeling better now?"