Bastard's Counterattack [Rebirth]

"Still unable to sleep at night?" Rong Youtang asked with concern.Taking advantage of the situation, he took King Qing's right hand, turned it over and over, and inspected several burn scabs, unable to hide his worry.

"I've been drinking calming soup for a few days, and I'm slowly adjusting." King Qing replied in a deep and deep voice.

"You were upside down day and night a while ago, and your body couldn't tell when it was time to rest. If you rest for a few days, you will definitely return to normal." Rong Youtang comforted.

"Ah."

King Qing hugged each other sideways, his left arm made Rong Youtang's pillow, his hands were not free, he could only use his chin to wipe away the black and moist hair in front of his eyes, revealing the white and slender back of his neck, and kissed lightly or heavily.

"Sigh~"

The skin on the back of the neck was tingling and itchy from the rough beard stubble, Rong Youtang gasped, couldn't help but dodge forward, dodging and said: "It's itchy, don't do it."

King Qing turned a deaf ear and continued to kiss and caress, intentionally making a small piece of delicate skin red and swollen. He stepped back a little and admired it for a moment, quite satisfied with his masterpiece.Afterwards, he moved forward along the slender neck, biting all the way, suddenly exerted force with his right hand, turned around with the person in his arms, and placed him on the side of the bed.

"what!"

Rong Youtang was startled, and hurriedly shouted to remind after regaining consciousness: "Shoes, shoes! Your Highness, I'm still wearing shoes!"

"Take it off by yourself, or—"

"I... myself." Rong Youtang spoke too hastily, almost biting his tongue.He raised his legs as high as possible to prevent the shoes from staining the bedding, but King Qing didn't care. His upper body was bound so tightly that he couldn't move, so he had to bend his legs and take off his shoes awkwardly. It had already been aggressively pushed into the innermost side of the bed by King Qing, with his back clinging to the sandalwood board.

Rong Youtang was immediately flanked back and forth, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, he hurriedly said: "Don't push! I'm about to be crushed."

"is it?"

King Qing rubbed his forehead against each other's, the tip of his nose rubbed against each other, exchanging breaths, intimacy and eagerness, and then, he kissed deeply naturally, licking wantonly, rampant, entangled with lips and tongue, rushing and dense like a storm, trembling with joy Pleasure is burning like a raging fire, burning each other's reason, and the pleasure flies from the soles of the feet to the top of the head, making the two embrace tightly.

"Hmm..." Rong Youtang's heart was beating wildly, his whole body was tense, and the corners of his eyes blushed from the excitement.

King Qing's breathing was hot, his skin was hot, and he gradually lost control. He pushed harder and closer, pushing him sideways into the bed without knowing it.

"Ah! Your Highness——" Rong Youtang couldn't relax his chest and back at the same time, he was out of breath, his lips were stinging and red and swollen, his face was flushed from holding back, he struggled hard, and reminded in embarrassment: "Don't squeeze, I Can't breathe anymore."

"Okay." King Qing was as good as he was, and he used his right hand to hold the opponent and moved away, and then the whole person pressed down on him brazenly!

"Uh..." Rong Youtang was pressed deep into the mattress, out of breath, with a strange throbbing feeling all over his body, gradually feeling scared.

"Your Highness!" Rong Youtang stopped with a trembling voice, and instinctively wanted to pull back his belt, but unfortunately he failed, and his hands were pulled up to the top of his head by King Qing, and his wrists were folded and pressed firmly. The tongs are generally hard and hot, and they cannot break free.

After a while, a "tearing" sound was clearly heard in the ear, and the skirt of the clothes was shattered.

The sound woke the distraught man.

Rong Youtang was panting violently, he couldn't get up anyway, his hair was disheveled, he turned his head with difficulty to breathe, and turned his head to look: Oops!

Spots of blood ooze from the white cloth wrapped around His Highness's left hand!

Rong Youtang was completely awake, and hurriedly reminded:

"Hands... your hands! It's bleeding."

"Don't worry about it." King Qing was concentrating on it, and "tearing" again, he couldn't control himself, and accidentally tore the opponent's robe.

"You can't ignore it! If you don't recover well and affect your holding the knife or riding and shooting, what will you do in the future?" Rong Youtang was resolute and began to struggle desperately.

So, the two hugged into a ball, pushed and struggled with all four hands and four feet, smashing the bed board with a muffled sound, and the bedding was messed up.

"Your Highness, no, I'm going to be angry!"

Rong Youtang's eyes were wide open, his hands were struggling, his face was red, he didn't know whether he was ashamed or angry, and shouted: "Don't tie me up!"

"Tell you to move around, try again?"

"Are you still moving? You're just tied up like this!" King Qing feigned anger and deliberately threatened him. His handsome face was slightly flushed, his tiger eyes were bright, and he pretended to tie up the opponent's wrist with the broken clothes.

However, Rong Youtang had long been sure that the other party would not use force, he was not afraid, and said sternly: "You let go first, and I won't move."

Eyes facing each other for a while

King Qing confirmed that the other party was unwilling to continue. He could not force the bullying, so he could only stop, let go of his hand, and said angrily, "Hmph!"

"Hmph." Rong Youtang quietly learned a sentence.He rubbed his wrist and reminded earnestly: "I didn't coax you, look, it's really bleeding, it's so easy to grow a scab, and it's broken again."

"It doesn't matter, it's just a flesh injury." King Qing was absent-minded, breathing heavily, his blood surging, and a sword was on the verge of a sword, this time it was really unbearable.

Rong Youtang also felt it, because that thing was on his leg... Strange and scary!He was frightened and tried to calm down, pretending not to know.

"Your Highness, shall I ask the doctor to re-bandage you?" Rong Youtang carefully discussed.

"Hmm." King Qing agreed casually, kissing the other's red and swollen lips repeatedly.

"Then, you get up and let me go?" Rong Youtang turned away his face and asked in a good voice, not daring to move.

"No!" King Qing flatly refused.

Rong Youtang was dumbfounded and at a loss.

"Doctor, please." King Qing put on a straight face, and seriously put forward his own conditions, "But, before that, this king would like to ask Master Xiao Rong for a favor."

"What, what's the matter?" Rong Youtang asked holding his breath, his intuition was not good.

"Little busy, it's just a matter of raising your hands." King Qing comforted in a low voice, grabbed the other's hand, kissed it lightly, then held on tightly, and slowly but firmly pointed down——

……

"what!"

Rong Youtang couldn't help screaming, trembling with nervousness, red from head to toe in embarrassment, eager to withdraw his hands.

"Shhh, don't be afraid." King Qing clenched his hands tightly, coaxing: "It's a small favor, just do it once, okay?"

"But, but it, it's too, too..." Rong Youtang stammered, his mind went blank.

"Close your eyes if you are afraid. Come on, this king will teach you."

King Qing taught him hand in hand, and it took more than an hour to teach each time.

In the evening, the setting sun pierced through the window paper, passed over many furniture and screens, and illuminated the bed in the room dimly and warmly.

Rong Youtang was sweating profusely, lying on his back with his eyes closed, his wrists were sore, exhausted, he didn't dare to recall what he had done just now.

It didn't take long to rest quietly.

There was the sound of "crashing" water from outside, and King Qing, who had re-bandaged the wound, carried a wet handkerchief, radiant and handsome, and strode into the inner room, determined to be responsible for cleaning up the aftermath.

Rong Youtang hurriedly opened his eyes, sat up and asked, "Is the wound bandaged?"

King Qing raised his left palm.

"Is it badly cracked?"

"It's not serious, it's just a small hole."

With a guilty conscience, Rong Youtang asked in a strange way: "Did the doctor ask how you did it?"

King Qing, who was buried in wiping his opponent's hands, paused, and answered solemnly, "He asked."

"Then how did you explain it?" Rong Youtang leaned over and held his breath nervously.

King Qing smiled, but did not answer.He threw the wet handkerchief with his backhand, didn't even look at it, but accurately threw it on the screen, lifted the dirty thin quilt several times, threw it to the corner of the bed, put down the curtain, and hugged Rong Youtang Lie down, face each other, and whispered: "I'm very tired, let's have a rest together."

"But I should go home." Rong Youtang blurted out.

King Qing didn't even move his eyebrows. He closed his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep.

"Your Highness?"

"..."

"You fell asleep so soon?"

"Ah."

Rong Youtang laughed dumbfounded, scratching his heart with curiosity, and continued to ask: "Your Highness, what exactly did you tell the doctor?"

King Qing pushed the opponent's head into his neck, and said frankly, "I'm coaxing you. The doctor didn't ask anything, he just bandaged it and left."

"That's good, that's good." Rong Youtang muttered.After that incident, sleeping on the same bed, he was inevitably uncomfortable and extremely embarrassed. After thinking about it, he turned around and turned his back to King Qing—there was no need to face each other. He immediately took a deep breath of relief.

King Qing didn't stop him, and let the person in his arms turn around. He silently admired the rosy white ears in front of him, satisfied and at ease.

Breathing smoothly for a moment, Rong Youtang, who was obsessed with business, asked softly:

"Your Highness, are you asleep?"

"Soon." King Qing replied slowly, wrapping his right arm around his chest domineeringly.

Young and energetic, Rong Youtang couldn't hold back, and said excitedly: "According to the interrogation, Zhen Qianbao confessed that he was driven by Ping Nanhou, confessed to the old case of hiring Hao Sandao to murder my mother, the case of seriously injuring Bai Qiongying and intending to kill her, Several cases were ordered to deal with Pingnan Hou’s political opponents—however, he insisted that he never murdered Concubine Shu.”

King Qing said solemnly: "Let's try again, there is always a way to make him tell the truth."

Recalling the interrogation method of Xie Ting and others, Rong Youtang nodded, full of awe, and said happily: "Master Song is really interesting, Zhen Qianbao is really called Bao Feng! Commander Xie has led people to find out, Bao Feng The superficial identity is the small steward of the Pingnanhou Mansion. He is honest, ordinary, and inconspicuous, but a human skin mask was indeed found on him! Moreover, he is highly skilled in martial arts. However, there was no news of Bao Feng after he left the mountain, and the old master mistakenly thought that the disciple died accidentally while wandering the rivers and lakes. It was Song Shen who happened to recognize the skill of the same sect when he traveled to the capital."

King Qing listened carefully, and asked, "Then Song Shen killed his relatives righteously?"

"Oh! According to Master Song's explanation: he had been taken care of by his senior sister when he was young, but he had never met the senior brother. Compared with the two, he chose to save the senior sister. It is said that Bao Feng coaxed the master to teach him the unique knowledge with his rhetoric, and then he patted his ass and went down the mountain. He doesn't look back once he walks away, acts as a minion for a tiger, does all kinds of evil, hurts nature and justice, and is more hateful than Senior Sister, he should just clean up the house."

King Qing smiled: "That's right, Flying on the Grass is quite sober and sensible. Forget it, let's get some sleep first, and after recharging our energy, this king will personally go to meet Zhen Qianbao. Go to sleep."

"Yeah." Rong Youtang couldn't stop thinking, holding a strong arm in his arms, the unique scent of the other party lingering in his nose, a vague idea flashed by, but he didn't have the energy to think about it, and fell asleep in a daze.

After sleeping until it was dark, Rong Youtang suddenly opened his eyes:

I was the only one left in the bedroom, covered with a quilt safely; two poke lights were lit in the corner, and a set of clothes that were complete inside and outside were neatly folded and placed on the shelf.

it's dark!

I have to hurry home for dinner...

Rong Youtang got out of bed with a grunt, got dressed impatiently, thinking about his adoptive father who was waiting for him to go home, guilt overwhelmed everything else, left the palace in a hurry, and went home in a hurry.

King Qing, who returned from interrogating Zhen Qianbao, faced the empty bedroom.

"Humph."

"What a goddamn thing."

King Qing sighed in disappointment.

When the lanterns come on, the capital is prosperous, full of traffic and tourists.

The evening breeze in October is cool and refreshing.

With the wheels rolling and the horseshoes crisp, the housekeeper insisted on sending guards to escort Rong Youtang home.

The chaotic scene in the afternoon was lingering, Rong Youtang was thinking wildly all the way, his face was burning hot, and when he got back to the door, he had already slapped himself several times.

After bidding farewell to the guards, he regained his composure, knocked on the door and shouted:

"Uncle Zhang? Uncle Shun? I'm back."

Soon, the gate of the courtyard was opened with a bang, and the old handyman looked anxious, and said with a sigh of relief: "The young master is back! You should go to the study room quickly, the last two times that surnamed Zhou came again Yes, with a few family members."

"Zhou Renlin?" Rong Youtang regained his composure in an instant, and the charming thoughts in his head were pressed into the depths of his heart, and he asked, "Who did he bring?"

The bamboo tube was like beans, and the old man crackled his head and complained: "I don't know him, but the master calls 'Master Zhou', 'Mrs. Zhou', 'Mr. Zhou', and six bastards! They are unreasonable, they are simply robbers, Otherwise, how can I enter the house? I follow your instructions, and I don’t want to open the door at all, but they are messing around. The woman is very arrogant, and the master is afraid of attracting the attention of the neighbors, so he has no choice but to let them enter the house. "

"It's okay, I'll go take a look right now." Rong Youtang looked serious, straightened his back, and walked quickly to the study.

Surprisingly, when they approached, they didn't hear the sound of arguing?

Rong Youtang was puzzled, listened quietly for a moment, pushed open the door, and took a closer look: Rong Kaiji was sitting on the upper right, and the butler Li Shun was guarding the side with his head held high.Zhou Renlin and his wife sat on the right side, his eldest son Zhou Mingjie sat on the third chair, and besides them stood the six strong servants of Kong Wu.

"Father." Rong Youtang stepped over the threshold calmly, ignoring the many curious or hostile eyes, walked quickly towards his adoptive father, and explained guiltily: "I have something to do today, I'm late, have you eaten yet?" ?”

Rong Kaiji replied: "Not yet. Are you hungry? Go eat first." He was vigilant, scanning Zhou's family from time to time.

"Let's eat together after they leave." Rong Youtang said bluntly.

Zhou Renlin looked at the concubine, both annoyed and longing, because of his self-esteem, he put on airs majesticly.

"presumptuous!"

Zhou Mingjie felt that he was duty-bound, and he was full of confidence. He spoke first and asked Rong Youtang: "What's your attitude? When you become an official, you can't see people in your eyes?"

Yang Ruofang, who was wearing a blue veil hat, tried to hide her anxiety, and persuaded: "Mingjie, if you have something to say, please speak, we are guests now."

"Uninvited guests are not welcome at my house."

Rong Youtang pointed out clearly that he sat next to his adoptive father, and asked calmly: "I don't know why Mr. Zhou and his relatives came to visit suddenly. My father is old and cannot bear to be rudely disturbed again and again. I advise you or Be careful, bullying others is not a real skill."

"You—" Zhou Mingjie bounced up with a "crack", glaring, and was immediately held down by his mother.Yang Ruofang gritted her teeth and smiled apologetically, opening her mouth with difficulty, almost blurting out "Mingtang", after swallowing, she asked softly, "You, Youtang, we want to talk to you alone, okay?"

Zhou Renlin maintained his demeanor of a gentleman, and said, "It will only delay you for a few quarters of an hour."

He must have come to find out the whereabouts of Zhen Qianbao...

Rong Youtang knew it well, pondered for a while, made up his mind, frowned and said: "Master Zhou, if you have anything to say, just say it, we are still hungry."

"You guys go out first, watch the doors and windows." Yang Ruofang waved her hand, and the six servants were pushed back.She was so overwhelmed that she didn't fall asleep for several nights, and she didn't even have time to pay attention to Aunt Su who had successfully given birth to her son.

Zhou Mingjie was resentful, and said sarcastically, "Whenever you have time, go to Prince Qing's Mansion and show your hospitality, why? Isn't your dinner prepared there?"

"What did you say?" Rong Youtang's face darkened, and he asked coldly: "Mr. Zhou is so clear, is it possible that he follows me every day? Could it be that he intends to murder the imperial court official? That is a felony."

"You are less bloody and spitting! You are only at the sixth rank, what's so special about you?"

Rong Youtang shook his head lightly: "There is a sky beyond the sky, I will never think that I am great. Only people like you like to speak sour words."

Zhou Mingjie was poked in the sore spot, extremely humiliated, blushing and thick neck, rushed two steps forward, scared Rong Kaiji and Zhou Renlin stood up at the same time: "Stop!"

"What do you want to do? Be careful that I will report to the officials and bombard people." Rong Kaiji warned severely, being on guard against anyone who might harm his son.Li Shun moved faster, rushing to block Zhou Mingjie with a few strides.

"Be quiet! You two stop arguing, it's too shameful." Zhou Renlin ordered with a dark face.

Yang Ruofang secretly tortured the concubine thousands of times, only regretting that she couldn't get rid of the roots back then!At this moment, she was asking for something, she smiled apologetically, and said kindly: "Youtang, don't worry, we have no other purpose in coming this time, just want to ask a few words. If you know, please let us know carefully."

"Mrs. Zhou is polite." Rong Youtang sat upright, slowly skimmed the tea foam, and urged indifferently: "You have a lot of people, it seems that I will not be able to listen carefully. If you have something to say, hurry up, don't waste each other's time .”

Outsiders are present, how to ask?

The lowly maid raised a lowly bastard!The wings have grown hard, and they actually help the enemy deal with their own family?

Yang Ruofang was furious, squeezed the silk handkerchief tightly, and simply expressed her attitude openly, threateningly: "Youtang, we just want to ask a few words, the matter is very important, please avoid your family. If we can't do it tonight, tomorrow we will Come again; if it doesn’t work tomorrow, we’ll come back the day after tomorrow.”

Stalker?Dog skin plaster?

Rong Youtang finished his tea cup in a serious manner, turned his head and whispered to his adoptive father: "Father, they are messing around, they are very rascals, you go to eat first, I will send them away quickly."

"What exactly do they want to ask? Are they going to deliberately distract me to hurt you?" Rong Kaiji was full of worries.

Rong Youtang said happily: "That's not possible! They dare to do anything to me under the watchful eyes of everyone? Don't worry, you avoid it, so as not to dirty your ears."

No matter what to say, Father Rong reluctantly took the butler away, guarded the door of the study, wandering back and forth.

"I'll only give you half an hour. When the time comes, you must leave, otherwise don't blame my family for expulsion."

Rong Youtang said unceremoniously, he picked up the teacup again and swirled the tender green tea, as if bored.

"You——" Zhou Mingjie's face was livid, and he thought he had been greatly insulted and contempted. He wanted to explode, but his parents stopped him at the same time: "Mingjie, sit calmly." Yang Ruofang ordered solemnly.

"Don't mess around!" Zhou Renlin waved his hand irritably, urging his wife: "Hurry up and ask."

Through the blue gauze, Yang Ruofang gave her husband a vicious gouged look, collected herself, and said tentatively, "Ming, Youtang, I know you and Prince Qing have always been on good terms."

Rong Youtang said slowly, "Oh?"

"You are a promising child with lofty aspirations. The past, the past... the past is unbearable. If you must pursue it, it is just a family matter. You can discuss it slowly. No matter what, we are all one family. Blood is thicker than water. If you make a fuss about splitting up the family, you can split up, but how can you help outsiders tear down your own family? Huh?" Yang Ruofang taught earnestly, understating the transformation of "Zhou Mingtang" into "Rong Youtang" as "separation". Show goodwill and warmly win over.

However, Rong Youtang's first thought after rebirth was:

Never be a Zhou family member in this life!No matter what, try to bring your mother out of the sea of ​​suffering together!

It's a pity that good luck tricked people, Rong's mother was killed, and she was buried in the Western Suburb Cemetery.

Recalling his mother, Rong Youtang grieved and cherished it, bursting with anger, and said coldly: "I can't understand Mrs. Zhou's meaning."

"you--"

Yang Ruofang almost fell over with anger. She suppressed her emotions, swallowed her anger, and asked directly: "Youtang, did Prince Qing arrest two people recently?"

"I haven't heard of it." Rong Youtang categorically denied it.

"Why hide it?" Yang Ruofang sneered, and said with a sneer: "One Bai Qiongying, when you went to Hejian to investigate the case, you secretly took her back to the capital; and one Bao Feng, that was my natal family's slave. Other people's slaves!"

"Who are they? I haven't even heard of it." Rong Youtang continued to deny without changing his expression.

Yang Ruofang couldn't bear it anymore, she stood up abruptly, spoke coldly, spat out the words through her teeth, and reminded bitterly: "Mingtang, it's useless to deny, I know you not only knew about it, but also participated in the investigation. Hmph, as the saying goes, 'When the water is full, it overflows. If the moon is full, you will lose." Don't be too complacent. You will not get any benefits if you help King Qing to overthrow us. Then your identity will be exposed. You will have a bad reputation for being disobedient and unfilial. Explaining, you can't stop everyone talking!"

"Are you threatening me?" Rong Youtang also got up, a head higher than the other party, with high spirits.

"So what?"

"Mrs. Zhou, what the hell are you talking about? You're so angry, I didn't understand a single word." Rong Youtang said solemnly, raised his hand and pointed at the door, and shouted: "The time has come, you leave immediately. If you Don't be afraid of making a big embarrassment, just come again next time, and I will accompany you to the end!"

"It's against you, how dare you talk to mother like this!" Zhou Mingjie was furious.

Zhou Renlin, who was watching silently, drank a cup of tea and finally stood up. He grabbed his eldest son with his right hand and pushed his wife with his left hand. He was not very anxious, and advised, "Don't be as knowledgeable as a fool. Let's go, let's go home first. Someone!"

The door of the study room was knocked open, and the Rong family and the Zhou family servants rushed in together. They were in a stalemate, and after a long while of chaos, they finally drove away the uninvited guests.

——Bai Qiongying and Zhen Qianbao fell into the hands of His Royal Highness King Qing one after another. The second prince's party was in jeopardy, but Zhou Renlin wasn't too anxious. What's going on?Isn't he the most greedy for life and afraid of death?

Rong Youtang was full of doubts and was very surprised, thinking about it all night.

Right now

Inside the Imperial Palace and the Prince's Palace

Song Shen stretched out, sleeping alone in the quiet attic, breathing long and steady.

Suddenly, he heard the little eunuch knock on the door and shout:

"Song Miracle Physician? Song Miracle Physician? His Royal Highness King Rui has woken up, and I sent you a question."

Hehe, invitation from a beauty in the middle of the night?

Song Shen was full of energy in an instant, his eyes sparkled, he hurriedly put on his shoes and got out of bed, and rushed to the appointment.