How to make the white lotus surrender

Xie Ling carried Yu Deng back to Pingyang Palace with a blank expression.

Baby followed all the way, so frightened that he didn't dare to say a word, for fear of harming himself.

A group of people dared not show their spirits along the way, thinking that the young master might inevitably get beaten up this time, but this time the young master was really out of line, and dared to fool around with the young man like this.

The son of the world has never tolerated sand in his eyes, and the young master will definitely be severely repaired, and the two young men probably won't get any benefits.

Xie Ling kicked open the door of Yu Deng's room, and said with a cold face to the baby and a group of guards who followed behind him: "You step back, and don't come near without the permission of my son."

Through the gap, the baby saw the little duke who was snorting and chirping in Xie Ling's arms, and sighed, his heart really felt like dancing on the tip of a knife, but in the end he didn't dare to disobey the order of the prince, so he had to retreat with a group of guards.

Xie Ling gently put Yu Deng on the bed, with her head hanging slightly, half of her handsome and stern face was hidden in the darkness, her whole body was like the scene of an avalanche ready to go.

Yu Deng obviously drank a lot of wine, and now his stamina was fully stimulated, the blush at the end of his eyes and the side of his cheeks became more and more confusing, and his face was even steaming.

He kept pulling at the clothes on his body, revealing a large patch of snow-like color on his chest, and a few peach blossom-like red marks on the side of his neck.

Xie Ling only felt that her sanity was in jeopardy, as if there was a beast with its limbs locked in her heart.

He slowly sat on the side of the bed, pinching Yu Deng's face with his knuckles, his eyes seemed to gather thick fog, and there was even a bit of suppressed emotion between his brows.

Yu Deng was obviously out of his mind at the moment, he even began to hum softly unconsciously, a slight blush appeared on his body, and some color was drawn between the unruly and loose eyebrows and eyes in the past.

A pair of beautiful black eyes were condensed with mist, looking at Xie Ling with a somewhat confused look of longing.

"Woo... so uncomfortable..."

Xie Ling just watched with cold eyes, but the other hand hidden under the sleeve was tightly clenched, and veins appeared suddenly, as if she was enduring something desperately.

This is his younger brother, he can't and shouldn't have such thoughts about this person.

Xie Ling closed her eyes, and a thin layer of sweat formed on her forehead. The indomitable general on the battlefield was captured by a dude from the capital.

Xie Ling regained her breath, but was held by a pair of hands. The boy on the bed had tears in his eyes: "Help me, woo...I'm so uncomfortable..."

It was obvious that she had been drugged but could not be relieved.

Xie Ling gritted her teeth: "Yu Deng, what do you think I should do with you?"

It only took one day to relax his vigilance to make it like this, Yu Deng didn't even know how many people in this dirty Beijing coveted him.

Yu Deng was biting the brocade quilt, most of his clothes had been unbuttoned, his black hair was sticking to the side of his face, thin sweat was stained on the thin silk and satin, showing his slender waist and texture.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the beauty is fragrant and sweaty.

Xie Ling was almost suffocated for breathing, he finally closed his eyes, gently hugged the boy into his arms, and coaxed in a low voice: "Dengdeng be good, brother will take you to take a bath."

Yu Deng opened his misty eyes, gently rubbed his cheek against Xie Ling's strong chest, and choked, "Brother, brother, I feel bad..."

Xie Ling hugged him and said in a low voice: "It's okay, big brother took you home, and you won't feel bad soon."

He gently put the person into the warm and cool water that had been prepared, fearing that he would get a cold, and even used his internal strength to protect Yu Deng's meridian body.

After doing this, Yu Deng really calmed down, and the blush on his face faded, he hugged Xie Ling's waist tightly, closed his eyes as if he had fallen asleep, showing a dependent posture.

Xie Ling breathed a sigh of relief, changed the man's clothes, put him on the bed, and gently tucked in the quilt for the boy.

The sleeping Yu Deng kept holding his hand by the corner of his clothes, and Xie Ling was always by his side.

Gently brushing the young man's side hair with her fingertips, Xie Ling heard the young man mumbled a few words in a low voice in a daze.

He squeezed the boy's soft cheeks with pity, but he heard a very soft "Zhizhi".

Xie Ling paused with her fingertips, as if she was stabbed by a poisonous needle in her heart for a moment, but the sleeping boy refused to let him go, and said in a daze, "Zhizhi, I like you so much..."

Xie Ling tightened her fingers and closed her eyes.

He should have known earlier, even though his younger brother called two young ladies today, he still likes women, and this 'Zhi Zhi' is probably his sweetheart.

In fact, even if Yu Deng likes men, it has nothing to do with Xie Ling, there is not even a possibility of starting between him and Yu Deng.

His falling in love with Yu Deng itself is an ethically intolerable thing.

Xie Ling pushed the door lightly and came out, her brows and eyes were stained a bit dark by the night.

He just feels like he's in hell, he's crazy.

Xie Ling sometimes thinks, otherwise Yu Deng will be dragged into hell together, two people are better than him alone.

But he was also afraid that the young man would fear him and loathe him.

He entered the study room, and there was a dark guard kneeling in the shadowy lights.

Xie Ling lightly picked up the pen to draw the smiling young man on the rice paper, and traced the young man's crimson lips. His voice floated like a phantom: "Check out the famous girl in Shangjing."

The dark guard clasped his fists and retreated.

Xie Ling gently stroked the boy's face in the painting with her fingertips, her eyes flickering.

When Yu Deng woke up, he felt an inexplicable emptiness.

It's really empty, like the feeling of being emptied of the body, and the whole person can't get up.

The memory of last night stopped at the part where the two beautiful young men poured him wine, and the rest was blurred, but in a trance, he seemed to be looking at the Zhuangyuan Lang Zhuzhi.

The baby came in with the washing basin carefully, and served Yu Deng with a hesitant expression on his face after washing.

Yu Deng rubbed his head and said, "Speak up if you have something to say."

Bao Bao whispered: "Does the young master still remember what happened last night?"

Yu Deng frowned: "Isn't that me drinking with Su Yu? Could it be that big brother caught me again?"

After thinking about it, he said honestly, "Little Marquis, you and Mr. Su were drinking halfway last night. Master Zhu led his troops into the Xunfang Tower, saying that he was investigating the case of illegal salt trafficking, and then the prince came Yes, and beat Mr. Su before leaving."

Yu Deng: "What?!"

Baby sighed: "Although the son is a bit fierce, he really cares about the young master. Mr. Su has indeed gone too far this time, and this kind of thing also attracts you to play..."

Yu Deng said: "Stop, did you just say that Master Zhu Zhizhu is here?"

Baby nodded, confused.

Yu Deng suddenly scratched his hair anxiously. It seems that Zhu Zhi faintly seen in his memory is true. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. or something.

Damn Su Yu misunderstood me!

Yu Deng sighed, and wanted to go to Zhu Zhi to explain immediately.

It's just that he and Zhu Zhi have only met each other now, and they are not familiar with each other. If he approached rashly, he would definitely appear to have malicious intentions.

Looking at Yu Deng's constantly changing expression, the baby thought that Yu Deng felt ashamed to be seen by the officers and soldiers while visiting the Hualou, but unexpectedly, Yu Deng was discouraged and said: "Master Zhu must have a bad impression of me this time."

baby:"……"

For a long time, what you were worried about was actually this.

While the two were talking, a servant came in, saluted Yu Deng politely, and said respectfully: "Young Lord, my son welcomes you."

Yu Deng's body froze suddenly, and the expression on his face suddenly became bitter: "Hey, my head hurts so much now, I'm afraid I can't walk around, please explain to my elder brother, hey, I have a headache..."

The young man didn't move: "The son said that Lord Hou must come no matter what, otherwise the servant can carry Lord Hou on his back."

Yu Deng choked, and had no choice but to walk away dejectedly.

As soon as he walked into the hall, he saw King Pingyang sitting on the main seat with a cold face, and the heir of Prince Pingyang who was sitting next to him took a sip of tea, put down his teacup, and his cold eyes slashed like knives.

Yu Deng bit the bullet and walked over: "Father, brother."

King Pingyang glanced at him lightly and said, "Kneel down."

This was the first time that King Pingyang was so strict with Yu Deng, and he was really angry.

Yu Deng knelt down neatly, with an honest look of "I know I was wrong, I admit it".

King Pingyang said coldly: "Yu Deng, it's okay if you play around in a serious manner on weekdays, but this time you were seen playing with men by Mr. Zhu and so many officers and soldiers. Do you know what the outside world is saying about you now? It really embarrasses the royal family!"

Yu Deng lowered his head, and said in a weak voice: "Father, I know I made a mistake, and I will definitely not make a mistake in the future."

The king of Pingyang hated the iron but said: "How many times have you said this sentence, and when did you correct it, this king sees that you are spoiled!"

"Come here, let's go to the family law."

Yu Deng was a little flustered, his father didn't look like thunder and rain this time, he was going to be serious!

He immediately looked at Xie Ling cowardly, but he didn't expect that Xie Ling, who was always hard-spoken and soft-hearted, just gave him a cold look this time, and didn't say a word for him.

Yu Deng watched desperately as the servant brought up a whip that looked painful.

King Pingyang stepped down, took the whip, and said coldly to Yu Deng: "According to the rules of the family law, I will punish you with ten lashes this time. If you commit another crime in the future, I will never forgive you lightly."

Yu Deng knew that his father was determined to teach him a lesson this time, so he nodded aggrievedly.

When the ten whips came down, Yu Deng didn't say a word, but his face was full of tears, his black eyes seemed to be soaked in water, and the servants next to him couldn't stand it.

We all know that this young master has delicate skin and tender flesh, and he grew up in Wenrou Township, even if King Pingyang didn't use any strength, he couldn't bear it.

Xie Ling held the porcelain cup in her hand, seemingly unmoved on the surface, but looking closely, the porcelain cup was broken into several cracks by Xie Ling.

After all, King Pingyang felt sorry for his son, he beat and scolded his son, and his tone of speech eased a lot.

"Okay, let's forget it this time, this king and your elder brother jointly found a master for you, in the future you will listen to your master's words, learn some martial arts and literary strategies, and don't play around every day. "

Yu Deng's eyes were red, and he agreed, sobbing.

While speaking, a man in white clothes with wide sleeves walked into the hall step by step. He had a good appearance, a face carved like extremely cold snow jade, with pale lips, silver-gray eyes, and an imposing manner. Bufan, with a feeling of ruthlessness and desire between his eyebrows and eyes, he is really like a fairy in the sky.

The man in white nodded to them: "My lord, my son, the young master is being polite."

His silver-grey eyes didn't have the slightest extra emotion, like the void and the deep sea, he said lightly to Yu Deng: "Caomin Hengyu, in the future, he will be Master Hou's master."