Bastard's Counterattack [Rebirth]

"One, two, three..." Rong Youtang muttered, holding King Qing's right palm, counting the hard calluses on his knuckles, tiger's mouth, and fingertips.

Zhao Zeyong sat upright, with his back straight, his left hand holding his knee, his right hand relaxed, allowing the opponent to move, turning his head to look down at the people around him, his eyes were focused, soft, like a mighty lion that had let go of its defenses.

"...Seven, eight, nine..." The more Rong Youtang counted, the more surprised he became, he lowered his head and moved closer, his head almost buried in the opponent's palm, he knew that those who practiced martial arts all year round must have hard calluses on their hands, but he didn't know there were so many.

Countless times, Rong Youtang really wanted to pull King Qing's hand, but unfortunately, he was full of worries and had no guts——

Finally, at this moment, after being beaten by the emperor, he suddenly felt as if he had eaten the heart of a bear, and he no longer had any worries.

Leave it alone!

There is wine today, drunk today, and tomorrow will be sad.

"There are twelve in the right hand." Rong Youtang raised his head and announced.

"Hmm." Zhao Zeyong drew out his right hand, hugged the opponent's shoulders, and took the initiative to pass his left hand over.

"Let me take a look." Rong Youtang took advantage of the situation and took hold of his left hand, starting from the thumb, counting one by one, meticulously.

After a while, Zhao Zeyong asked with a low laugh, "Isn't the count unclear? Lord Xiao Rong."

"Okay. Your Highness has 21 cocoons in total." Rong Youtang announced without raising his head, and asked softly, "Why are there so many?"

"It's not surprising. People who have been riding horses and bows for a long time, and wielding knives and guns are like this." Zhao Zeyong explained nonchalantly.

"But you are the prince!"

Rong Youtang emphasized that he stretched out his index finger and carefully stroked the hard callus on the tiger's mouth of the other party's left hand, and sighed: "Before I met the royal relatives, I always thought that you lived the most luxurious life in the world: tall buildings and mansions .

"It's enough to have you alone, and I have no blessing to suffer more." Zhao Zeyong interrupted solemnly, embracing the opponent's right hand with a little force.

Rong Youtang's eyes were full of smiles, and he was bold and capable, and continued to say: "For example, the princes and highnesses I have met before are all living as I imagined, especially the seventh highness, he is simply the best in the world. Bossy leader!"

"Absurdly talk about the prince, bold." Zhao Zeyong scolded without deterrence, and then warned: "You can only say these words in front of this king."

"Don't worry, even if someone uses a knife to persecute me, I will not spread it around! You are the most wise and wise prince in history. You have made great military exploits and are deeply loved by the common people. You must disdain to expose me to His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince." Rong You Tang smiled, confident, holding King Qing's palm, he realized that he had taken a step that might be beheaded by the emperor!

Zhao Zeyong was in a good mood, pretending to be angry and said: "You are always eloquent!"

"I'm not flattering, I'm telling the truth." Rong Youtang confessed earnestly, he bowed his head, and kissed the other party's tiger's mouth.

In fact, separated by a thick layer of hard calluses, King Qing didn't have obvious physical sensations, but his heart softened instantly. With his right hand, he hugged him into his arms and apologized again: "Today, you have been wronged for no reason. , are you angry?"

"Your Majesty has a legitimate reason to be angry, and I should have done so." Rong Youtang said with a hearty smile.He buried his head in the opponent's palm, rubbing back and forth.

"It's really inappropriate for him to be weak. Why don't you ask me to kneel in the Imperial Garden?" Zhao Zeyong was obviously displeased.

"Are we kneeling together?" Rong Youtang thought about the scene, overjoyed and inexplicably happy, he engulfed the other party's tiger's mouth and took a few bites.

Zhao Zeyong couldn't bear it anymore, he pushed the person down, regardless of the opponent's struggle, he firmly pressed down, and pressed him down!

After a moment of dizziness, Rong Youtang lay on his back, immobilized by his tall and strong body, a little uncomfortable, holding the other's shoulders with both hands, and was about to push away, but then he thought: Many people outside pointed and commented on me, vulgar and indecent , it's unbearable, in fact... huh, if I don't actually do something, I'm sorry for the scornful eyes and rude ridicule I have suffered!

Thinking of this, Rong Youtang's long-accumulated anger exploded, he changed from pushing to pulling, angrily, raised his head and kissed the other person's lips——

King Qing couldn't hide his surprise. He was observing whether the other party could accept it and whether he was willing to be intimate - he only got a kiss when he was drunk last time. What kind of a good day is today?

do not care!

next moment

Zhao Zeyong pressed down without hesitation, almost pushing people into the mattress, rough and eager, kissing passionately, biting and licking violently, entangled lips and tongues, deepening again and again, the pleasure of a torrential wind swept over each other reason!

"Hmm..." Rong Youtang gasped hard, his exposed skin was flushed red, his cheeks and eyes were flushed, his breath intertwined with each other, his heart was beating wildly, he was out of breath, his lips were rapidly congested, tingling and numb, and curled up unbearably Toes up.

Zhao Zeyong's face was reddish, his breathing was heavy, his nose was hot, he couldn't control his affection, and gradually lost control.

"Your Highness..." Rong Youtang shuddered all over, hugged the other's back with forgetfulness, and crumpled the prince's uniform.

It was dark, there was no lamp in the room, and the candlelight in the outer study penetrated through the gap, making it dim and dim. Through the thin, frost-colored curtain, one could faintly see the messy bedding on the bed, and a pair of people overlapping each other, making it ambiguous.

Confused, Rong Youtang lost his mind and his mind went blank.

Zhao Zeyong couldn't take his eyes off, staring at the youthful and beautiful expression of the misty-eyed, intoxicated young man.

however

Rong Youtang unconsciously raised his hand and knocked over a medicine pillow standing on the head of the bed!

With a slight "bang", the medicine pillow was pressed on Rong Youtang's wrist, it was heavy and very heavy, because it was filled with cassia seeds.

——The cassia seeds in this medicine pillow were purchased by the father from the pharmacy, sifted, dried, stuffed into the pillowcase, and then asked Mama Zhang to sew them up. With a loving heart, he helped his son who was complaining about being hot, bored and unable to sleep well. For pillows.

father……

Turning his head and sniffing the fragrance of the medicine pillow for a moment, rubbing his hands, the cassia seeds rustled, Rong Youtang was completely awake!

"Your Highness, Your Highness, wait." After all, Rong Youtang felt guilty in his heart, and began to struggle, embarrassingly reminded: "This is my home, my father is outside!"

Exactly how many times?

The king simply——

Zhao Zeyong gritted his teeth in unbearable pain, his neck was flushed and slightly sweaty, his muscles tensed, and he was ready to go.

"Your Highness, my father is outside." Rong Youtang repeatedly reminded, at a loss and in embarrassment, he didn't dare to look at the medicine pillow any more, and when he saw it, he remembered the kind and caring eyes of his adoptive father...

"So what?" Zhao Zeyong asked, sucking and kissing the other party's red, swollen and moist lips.

"Hmm...Your Highness, let's go out for tea, shall we?" Rong Youtang begged earnestly, turning his head to look outside frequently, and it was hard to imagine the scene where his adoptive father broke in.

tea?

At such a moment, you invite me out for tea?

Zhao Zeyong stared at him, speechless. After a long while, he suppressed the other party in desperation and laughed dumbfoundedly.

"Uh--"

"I can't breathe anymore." Rong Youtang was pressed against the mattress and had difficulty breathing.

Hearing this, Zhao Zeyong propped up his elbows, and then he had no choice but to turn over and leave, lying on his back beside him, frowning tightly, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Rong Youtang also felt uncomfortable, but he was still in the period of "those who don't know have no desires". After thinking for a while, he plucked up the courage, held the other's hand again, and said righteously: "There is nothing I can do if His Majesty is angry. He reminded me too much. late!"

Can you blame me?unable.

"En." Zhao Zeyong's voice was hoarse and deep.

"Your Highness—" Rong Youtang hesitated to speak.

"Huh?" Zhao Zeyong turned his head.

"Tell me, what are we like...?" Rong Youtang finally asked.

"Do you like it?" Zhao Zeyong asked nonchalantly.

Rong Youtang pondered for a moment, then said, "You talk first."

"Does it need to be said?" Zhao Zeyong held the opponent's hand back, and asked in a low voice: "Is this king's attitude not obvious enough?"

"..." Rong Youtang didn't speak, he felt as if he was lying on his back on the clouds, light and happy.

"You bastard." Zhao Zeyong scolded, while putting his arms around his heart, and gently stroking his back.

Rong Youtang leaned on the opponent's chest, listening to the steady and powerful heartbeat, unwilling to continue to escape, and asked bluntly: "When will you get married?"

"When you are willing to marry." Zhao Zeyong replied seriously.

"I——" Rong Youtang was at a loss for words, and suddenly raised his head, stunned, unable to respond, and after a long while, retorted and reminded: "We are all men!"

"Don't worry, take your time to think about it." Zhao Zeyong pressed the person back to his heart, and solemnly promised: "Except for you, this king will not accept other princesses."

"how can that be?!"

Rong Youtang blurted out, and sadly pointed out: "Impossible, even though you are a prince, you still have to obey 'the orders of your parents, the words of your matchmaker'."

"In the past few years, this king broke through the siege many times, stepped on the line of life and death, and narrowly escaped from the battlefield alive." Zhao Zeyong suddenly talked about the past, with a dignified expression and a calm tone, and said: "The man has made great achievements, and the soldiers are safe." The family defends the country, the courtiers are humble, loyal and filial...everything should be achieved, but in a lifetime, it is inevitable to follow one's heart a few times, and I don't think it is too much."

"Yeah." Actually, I am more free and easy than you.Rong Youtang secretly thought.He asked cautiously: "However... what if His Majesty grants you a marriage?"

With a straight face, Zhao Zeyong said forcefully: "When soldiers come to fight, there is always room for maneuver! There are many brothers in my generation, and there are already several nephews and nieces. There is no worry about the emperor's heirs. He will not give the marriage suddenly."

"That's right." Rong Youtang simply took pleasure in the bitterness of thinking to no avail, "Forget it, it's useless to think about it, let's take a step and see."

"If you don't feel disgusted, let's live together, okay?" Zhao Zeyong asked, unusually cramped, naturally he doesn't like to confess his affection.

Rong Youtang laughed, lay lazily on his stomach, and said, "Okay."

"Okay!" Zhao Zeyong heaved a sigh of relief, turned over and sat up suddenly, held the other person's shoulders, and with a tiger's face, warned seriously: "Since that's the case, you are not allowed to see the girl any more in the future."

"I didn't!" Rong Youtang immediately denied.

"What's going on with the girls from the Hong family and the Ji family?" If the king doesn't point out, you don't plan to confess?

"Miss Ji's family?" Rong Youtang was at a loss, confused, and didn't react for a long time.

"Prisoner Ji Ping's daughter, Ji Xue."

"Oh, it's her!" Rong Youtang suddenly realized, argued hard, and explained: "One of them is the sister of a good brother, and we haven't even spoken a few words; Brother Qi and I are the only ones looking for my father's crimes, and there is no personal relationship."

Zhao Zeyong's eyes were piercing, and he commanded domineeringly: "Be careful in the future, don't let the girls misunderstand."

hum~

Rong Youtang got a neck sting, jumped out of bed, stood up straight barefoot, and asked tit for tat: "Miss Guo, hasn't she brought you any snacks recently? Mr. Guo mentioned it long ago, the old lady wants to match you two, and kiss each other even more." , a perfect match."

"Hui Xin is just a cousin."

Zhao Zeyong said frankly that his mad surging energy and blood had barely calmed down, and he said solemnly: "If you want to, you have already married two years ago, why delay until now? Her whole life is decided by her ancestors, uncles and aunts, and she will definitely find a family. dear."

Rong Youtang was in high spirits, and was about to speak, when he suddenly heard familiar footsteps outside, Rong's father worriedly asked: "Have they talked yet?"

"Mr. Rong, please wait patiently." The sentry guard replied apologetically.

Oops, my dad is here to remind me!

"Quickly, Your Highness, let's go out and talk!" Rong Youtang panicked immediately, feeling extremely guilty, and dragged Prince Qing out quickly——

"What are you afraid of? Wait a moment." Zhao Zeyong was meticulous and rigorous, tidying up the messy bedding without any panic.

Rong Youtang turned his head to look, and was immediately speechless in embarrassment.

"It's nothing, but your father doesn't seem to be able to accept it. Will you be scolded for such a scene?" Zhao Zeyong asked seriously.

Rong Youtang stammered and said: "It's, it's okay. My father is very reasonable and doesn't swear."

"If he beats and scolds with a cold face, you come to Prince Qing's Mansion." Zhao Zeyong immediately urged, thinking to himself: Avoid being interrupted every time, how can we do it in the long run?

Inspired, Rong Youtang hurriedly straightened his robes, and couldn't help but laugh: "Run away from home? That won't work, my father will be very disappointed and sad."

"Hmph." Zhao Zeyong snorted, very dissatisfied.

"Your clothes are messed up too." Rong Youtang was in a hurry, he poked at the expressionless Prince Mozhe, rushed over to help stretch it three or two times, and pushed it outside involuntarily.

"Please sit down."

"Your Highness, come and have some tea." Rong Youtang hurried back and forth, trying to pretend that nothing happened.

Zhao Zeyong took the teacup, his sword eyebrows and starry eyes were handsome, and he took the time to ask: "Master Xiaorong, why are you guilty?"

"Who's guilty? I'm not guilty." Rong Youtang categorically denied it. He straightened his collar and walked to the door. He didn't forget to turn around and remind him in a low voice, "I've opened the door."

"Hmm." Are we thieves or what?Zhao Zeyong sat upright, generous and open, calm and composed.

in a few days

It's time for the emperor's family banquet again.

As usual, the dinner party was held in the flower hall on the side of Qianming Palace. At dusk, the screens, tables and chairs, gold and silver porcelain utensils, etc. had all been properly arranged.

"Eunuch, please take a look." The eunuch in charge smiled and nodded.

Li Deying inspected all the decorations meticulously, bent over and lowered his body to see if there was any dust on the plates, plates and wine glasses. He entered the palace from a young age and had not experienced development, so his voice was soft and shrill, and he said softly: "Zhongshun, we will handle your business." You can rest assured, but you have to guard against the negligence of the boys below, and you must not go on business trips for your Majesty's once-a-month family banquet."

"Don't worry, father-in-law, the villain will never dare to disappoint your appreciation and support. I personally watched the boys do it this afternoon, and checked it carefully three times." The eunuch in charge stood with his hands down, respectful.

"Well, very good." Li Deying nodded in satisfaction, walked to Emperor Chengtian's seat, glanced at him, and stretched out his hand to move the small porcelain dish with vegetables a few inches away.

Li Deying didn't say anything, but the eunuch in charge kept it in mind and tried his best to imitate the other party's words and deeds in order to win the emperor's favor.

"As slaves, we don't need to worry about anything else, just concentrate on serving His Majesty." Li Deying instructed and brought out his subordinates, earnestly teaching: "Do things with your heart and don't care about it. You don't need to talk about it. Others can see it clearly. Don't steal, play tricks, and pretend to be smart." As he spoke, he walked to the long table belonging to the seventh, eighth, and ninth princes, and moved the seventh and eighth chairs that were far away from each other closer.

The eunuch in charge knelt down, terrified, kowtowed and begged for mercy: "Damn the little one! The little one is careless, please forgive me."

"You are not careless, but self-righteous. This is a big taboo for a slave." Li Deying reprimanded him in a low voice with a rare cold face: "From the first day you brought you, our family has clearly instructed: Which palace is the best?" The masters are all nobles, relatives of the emperor, and the relationship between them is beyond our control! You only need to do your part according to the rules and conventions, and you can leave the palace safely and enter the imperial temple to live a prosperous life even if you are shameless , why play tricks?"

The eunuch in charge kowtowed "bang bang bang" and couldn't refute it, because he did it on purpose, bit the bullet, and explained in a low voice: "I beg for forgiveness, my father-in-law. I was confused for a while because the seventh highness has always been at odds with the eighth highness. Family banquets—”

"Speak carefully!" Li Deying interrupted angrily, and sternly reprimanded: "You still say it? It's not rotten in the stomach? It's really a waste of our family's painstaking cultivation."

The eunuch in charge was so frightened that he kowtowed desperately, shaking like a sieve, and begged bitterly: "I beg my father-in-law to show mercy and forgive me for a while, so I don't dare to speak nonsense again."

Li Deying shook his head in disappointment, and tiredly ordered: "Zhongshun, you go to the Washing Bureau to stay for a while, reflect on yourself, learn the rules again, and then come up after learning, so as not to lose your life in vain and don't know where you went wrong."

"Yes, yes." The eunuch in charge kowtowed and sobbed, "Thank you for your kindness."

"Go down."

"Yes." The eunuch in charge wiped away his tears with his sleeves, and withdrew in frustration.

The servants around were silent, not daring to vent their spirits, Li Deying sighed, cheered up, and continued to examine the arrangement of the royal family banquet.

At this moment, in Qixia Palace

The second princess and the third princess are well dressed and ready to attend the family banquet.

"My sister is so beautiful." The third princess Zhao Yiqi said sincerely and enviously.

The second princess, Zhao Yishan, was sixteen years old, with white and delicate skin, wearing a light pink palace dress, and a colorful jade head mask with a water shield belt. Big fluttering eyes, watery!"

"Sister..." Zhao Yiqi hung her head shyly, no matter how close she was, she still couldn't let go.Because Wang Zhaoyi got mad, with the help of her elder brother and third elder brother, she moved from Ningcui Pavilion to Kanghe Palace, several months have passed.

"Let's go, let's go find big sister." Zhao Yishan held her younger sister's hand, and the two sisters muttered all the way, talking about clothes, jewellery, rouge, gouache and other items. A group of nuns and maids flocked to go.

However, when they walked to the Kanghe Palace, they saw from a distance that the Eldest Princess had led someone out, and was talking with Prince Six and Seven—

But after getting closer, the two princesses immediately stopped in embarrassment, because the atmosphere of their brother and sister's conversation was not harmonious: "Oh, I laughed so hard!"

"I'm talking about Lao Qi, why are you suddenly having trouble with the Imperial Academy? You are renovating old buildings, and you are advocating borrowing books. You are in a hurry." The eldest princess Zhao Yilin was playing with the ends of her hair, wearing a fiery red palace attire, bright eyes and bright teeth, Glamorous.

"How can it be called being busy? I'm doing serious business!" The seventh prince, Zhao Zewu, had a dark face, angrily.

"Sister Huang, Xiao Wu has recently received two errands, and they have handled them very well." The sixth prince, Zhao Zewen, of course spoke for his younger brother.

However, the eldest princess was defiant, accustomed to being bitter and mean, she opened her mouth and sneered: "Others may not know, but how could I not? The old Qi clearly wants to use the merits of the Imperial Academy to jump into the camp in the northern suburbs, looking for that male fox—"

"Who are you talking about? Don't talk nonsense!" Zhao Zewu immediately exploded.

"What's your attitude? How did you talk to your sister?" Zhao Yilin also exploded, raised her chin, and rebuked confidently: "I didn't wrong you, isn't it just the guard? You admit it generously, just raising a male pet, Why are you hiding it?"

"Shut up! Xiao Zhuo is not a man's favourite!" Zhao Zewu also had a bad temper and would not give in.

"Bold, who are you yelling at? Do you dare to yell at me?" Zhao Yilin was furious, and rushed a few steps closer. The sixth prince hurriedly dissuaded him: "Miss Huang, please calm down. The family banquet is about to start, so why bother to quarrel?" Woolen cloth?"

"Brother, you're helping her again!" Zhao Zewu was aggrieved and annoyed, and said indiscriminately, sarcastically: "I heard that the most recent candidate for the emperor's son-in-law has changed from a young talent to a bald middle-aged man, so you are anxious, always Getting angry over trivial matters."

"I tore your mouth!" Zhao Yilin changed color suddenly, and as soon as she put down the ends of her hair, she raised her hand and wanted to slap the Seventh Prince across the face.

"Miss Huang calm down, you have something to say, don't do anything." Zhao Zewen's head was as big as a bucket, and he couldn't watch from the sidelines, so he could only stand in the middle and persuade him.

Ever since they were young, the eldest princess and the seventh prince have never dealt with each other, and it has become a routine for them to quarrel and stab each other when they meet.

I saw Zhao Zewu dodging quickly, hiding behind his brother, like being angry, he couldn't help laughing: "You deserve it! Who told you to pick and choose? There were so many handsome and good-looking son-in-law candidates in the past, but you didn't like them, are you okay now? Delay into an old girl."

"Xiao Liu, get out of the way!" Zhao Yilin's face was very ugly, she chased the seventh prince and yelled at her, when the other two princesses came.

Seeing the two younger sisters, Zhao Zewu didn't even think about it, and blurted out: "Even Yishan has appointed a son-in-law, and she will leave the cabinet in a year or two, but your elder sister is single, are you ashamed?"

"You don't have to worry about my affairs!" the eldest princess scolded.

"Seventh Brother, what nonsense are you talking about?" Second Princess Zhao Yishan yelled, blushing with shame, very annoyed.

The eldest princess was so exhausted that she was out of breath, she gouged out a look at the two younger sisters, and scolded angrily: "Lao Qi, don't hide if you have the ability!"

"It's a fool who stands up and gets beaten. It's no wonder no one wants you, old girl!" Zhao Zewu hid, ran behind the two younger sisters, flicked the beaded hairpin tassels worn by the third princess, gloated and said, "Yiqi is too late, she I will definitely find a suitable son-in-law soon, only you and no one wants it, hahaha~"

"Seventh brother, don't talk about it." The third princess blushed, her voice was like a mosquito, timid and introverted, she reached out to straighten the crooked hairpin.

The eldest princess was sweating profusely, she was extremely angry, her eyes were burning like torches, she looked at the little girl contemptuously, and said with a sneer, "Yiqi? Hmph, what good family can she find? Wang Zhaoyi is crazy, her children, maybe in the future—"

"shut up!"

King Qing stopped drinking, and he strode forward, followed by his younger brother and the eighth prince.

Zhao Zening was two steps behind, his face was expressionless, his fists were clenched tightly, and he was tucked into his sleeves. He lowered his eyes, concealing the monstrous hatred, and desperately wanted to cut the eldest princess alive.