Ten Thousand Postures of Whitewashing Master

Yu Fuchen was awakened by a burst of crying.

Last night, he didn’t close his eyes until the cock crowed. He saw that the person beside him fell asleep without moving. Sitting in the snow crying presumptuously.

Yu Fuchen wondered whose baby could howl non-stop, and he would only know it when he saw it.

"Oh, so it's my son."

Perhaps his mind was still not quite sober, he turned around and rolled back onto the bed, closed his eyes and was about to go back to sleep, when suddenly he bounced up like an electric shock, his face full of doubts.

"Wait, why is my son outside..."

Just guess who did it!

Yu Fuchen flipped the quilt violently, okay, the person who was in trouble last night suddenly turned into a pillow, he was so angry that his teeth were itchy, and he stomped out the door.

Feng Changhuan had his back to the door and didn't realize the danger. He was hugging Rouhuhu and sitting on the snowdrift, but Rouhuhu, who was holding his neck and refused to let go, was frightened. He stared at himself from behind, his whole body exuded a deadly evil spirit, he was too frightened to make a sound, and even stopped crying.

"Beichen, this is the first time you've seen snow, so don't be afraid, come and touch it..."

How could the meaty dare to agree, sobbing and hiccupping, seeing that he was too stiff to move, Feng Changhuan sighed helplessly.

"Why are you so timid, he doesn't look like your father's son at all..."

As he spoke, he sat on the ice sculpture beside him again.

"Uncle Bu has built you an ice horse. Seeing you like this, I don't dare to ride it anymore, but what should I do... Come and watch Dad, just ride like this, cross your legs, and sit on it It's fine...it will be the same when you ride in the future, clamp your legs tightly and use a little force..."

Seeing that Rouhuhu was about to faint, Feng Changhuan let out another long sigh.

"You child, what will you do in the future, boys who can't ride well will be looked down upon..."

Yu Fuchen sneered behind him, moving his knuckles to creak.

"You are so good at riding, will I let you ride well enough?"

Before he could resist, Yu Fuchen had already carried him on his shoulders, no matter how hard Ren Feng Changhuan beat him on the back, there was no sign of pity.

"Stop! Cub, cub!!"

I don't know how this man became a father, he always only cared about his own happiness, he didn't even care about his son, so he just threw him in the snow and left him helpless.

Yu Fuchen was already in a fit of anger, so he gave the last bit of patience to the man, treated the fleshy body much more roughly, picked up the little guy's short legs, carried the man on the other shoulder and brought him into the room.

"Dare to ride? What did you teach your son, huh??"

"Dijun Mingjian, I really don't mean that..."

"Remember to me, my son will always be the one on top, take away all your devious ways, and teach him badly, and you will look good in the future!"

"Naturally, the emperor needs to live first to have a future... No, no, I was just joking. I didn't know the depth and severity of last night. It still hurts there... I know I was wrong!!"

Feng Changhuan coughed and tightened his neckline, "Well...it's getting late, it's time to get up."

"...I'm not afraid that you'll suffer from the wind and freeze outside. You've just recovered from a serious illness, and you should take a good rest. What nonsense are you doing with him?"

Feng Changhuan immediately regained his energy, with stars shining in his eyes, "Could it be that the emperor is caring about the minister? Or...you wake up early in the morning and find that the bed warmer around you is gone, and you feel lonely and cold?"

"Gag your mouth if you keep talking!"

"Also, Dijun, the minister was actually in the top position last night, wasn't he? In fact, there is nothing wrong with letting Beichen be in the bottom, it's just a question of whether the posture is exciting enough~"

Yu Fuchen sneered, "Do you want to be stuffed with golden steamed buns or silver steamed buns?"

"I want to be the emperor's little steamed bun... Aww! Ahhh, not too small!!"

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"..."

"..."

Listening to the storyteller in the teahouse talking emotionally about his parents' past affairs, Yu Beichen was a little embarrassed. The more he looked at the side and listened with gusto, the more Yin Wuji, who was still nibbling melon seeds, displeased his eyes. With a clever idea, he left a golden leaf and beckoned people to leave quickly.

"Hey, hey, why are you rushing back, isn't it finished yet..."

"You care so much about my father and my father's private affairs, do you want to be beaten?"

Seeing Yu Beichen's faceless smile made people shudder, Yin Wuji had no choice but to follow, looking back at the teahouse reluctantly, when he heard the shameless "hmmmhhh" from the storyteller, he commented disappointedly : "Well, it really doesn't sound good, why don't you go back and listen to the caller..."

"What did you say?"

"Cough! I mean...it's a good day today, it's time to honor your parents."

Waking up early on purpose, just to see his parents sooner, Yu Beichen dragged Yin Wuji onto the Dongdu boat with big and small parcels.

This is the first time Feng Changhuan celebrated Yu Fuchen's birthday after his resurrection, and he even notified Yu Beichen that he was behind his back, just to create a surprise, which shows how much he attaches importance to this day.

Since their reunion, Yu Fuchen took Feng Changhuan to find a hidden island and retreated. Even Yu Beichen didn't know where they were. He could only learn about the current situation of his parents from the correspondence. If it wasn't for this time Feng Changhuan took the initiative to reveal the news to him, and he was afraid that after ten years of searching, there would be no result.

During this bumpy journey, Yin Wuji was seasick and vomited in a mess, and the commotion was too loud, which alarmed the passengers on the boat.

The cabin door was pushed open with a small gap, and a python as thick as a wrist came out of it, staring at Yin Wuji and hissing, spitting out the letter, scaring the latter into swallowing sour water, and fell silent.

After a while, a person walked out of the cabin, yawned to tell the python not to run around, went to the deck to blow the cold wind, saw Yu Beichen, and suddenly slapped his thigh.

"By the way! You're not that..."

He didn't recognize this person at a glance, but Yu Beichen guessed that it should be a senior who had an intersection with his parents, and immediately greeted him with a smile.

"Yes, I am the one..."

"Yu..."

"Yu Bei..."

"Fish balls!"

The corner of Yu Beichen's mouth twitched, and the smile froze on his face.

Seeing that his expression was wrong, Xiao Chen changed his words, "Oh no, it's not fish balls, but fish balls? It's not right either... Are you called meaty?"

"Senior, my name is Yu Beichen, and my baby name is Huhuhu. You must have misunderstood the person..."

"Yes, yes, fleshy, isn't it the precious son of Yu Fuchen and Feng Changhuan? I remember you, I hugged you when I was young, you were so good before, how did you become so rebellious when you grow up?"

Yu Beichen was confused, and felt that this person was very strange, and he was saying strange things that he couldn't understand.

Seeing his puzzled face, Xiao Chen pointed to Yin Wuji, who was pale and weak behind him, and said, "Isn't this your husband? If you don't learn well at a young age, you will follow and do some weird things..."

"Senior, you misunderstood, he is not..."

At this moment, Yin Wuji got up and supported Yu Beichen to stand up. His whole body weight was on the latter's shoulders, making him stagger a step, and he couldn't help turning his head to look.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, when you turned your head, Yin Wuji, who was weak on the soles of his feet, swayed closer, and both of them felt the heat on their lips at the same time, and something pressed against them, and when they saw each other's face clearly, they made a muffled sound at the same time screams.

The one who reacted the most was Yin Wuji. At this moment, his stomach was churning again, so he pushed Yu Beichen away and ran to the side of the boat, vomited a pool of filth into the sea.

Seeing his ghostly appearance, Yu Beichen, who felt that he was disgusted, felt deeply humiliated, and angrily kicked up on the spot, kicking the weak Yin Wuji into the sea mercilessly.

"Dog man! Die you!!"

Xiao Chen smacked his lips beside him, feeling that the relationship between the two is a certainty.

No matter how angry you are, you can't really drown this landlubber. Yu Beichen reluctantly dropped the rope and pulled him up. Seeing that the man was so weak that he couldn't even spit out the sea water in his stomach, he was a little soft-hearted, no Stop patting him on the back.

"It's okay, you are so seasick, I never thought you were so afraid of water before."

Yin Wuji lay dizzy in Yu Beichen's arms, and passed out with a whimper.

He couldn't be allowed to meet his parents in such a mess, so Yu Beichen suppressed his dissatisfaction and washed him off with sea water and put on clean clothes.

The man just woke up when he was so easily misunderstood when he was putting on his trousers. When he opened his eyes and saw Yu Beichen impatiently fiddled with something that was in the way, he immediately misunderstood something.

"Are you...interested in me?"

"No! I just think it's in the way!!"

"But it's quite comfortable when you hold it..."

"Believe it or not, I chopped you up with a knife??"

Because of this, Yin Wuji misunderstood Yu Beichen. The latter always inadvertently found that the man was staring at him, and when he turned his head to meet his gaze, he immediately looked away and did something. What a shame.

...But why does he feel that he is the one who did something wrong? !

Troubled by this problem, Yu Beichen was absent-minded for several days at sea. On the way, he saw a man with a dragon pattern embroidered on his robe and his subordinates wearing tall hats boarding the ship secretly, as if something earth-shattering had happened.

He soon understood that although he had retired for many years, his parents still had a lot of face.

"I guess that person is the Changming family, the current emperor of Beiming, and the one next to him is the nine thousand years old who has great power in the court and the public, the chief supervisor Sui Chenyue, the elder of the three dynasties, he should not be underestimated."

Yin Wuji whispered: "I heard that the chief supervisor climbed onto the dragon bed, so today I have no heirs under my knees, how do you feel about this?"

"Don't limit his lover's power just because of his status. People don't have to keep their own cubs all their lives. What's the difference between them and animals in heat? What age is it? There are three things that are still unfilial. Then it’s the big one.”

Perhaps it was because of his parents that he had such a deep understanding. Yin Wuji looked at Yu Beichen's side face with special meaning, and somewhat angered the latter. He turned his head and stared at him and said, "What are you looking at!"

"No, I just feel that you...are you looking good again recently?"

Yu Beichen blushed, pushed him away, and Yin Wuji looked at his back thoughtfully, feeling melancholy in his heart.

After all, he has a home, and he is just a poor man with no past and no future.

Arriving on the island with this serious matter in mind, seeing Yu Beichen jumping into Feng Changhuan's arms one step at a time, although Yin Wuji was happy that he could reunite with his parents, he couldn't help but feel lonely.

Noticing his lost expression, Feng Changhuan, who had experienced a lot, could see his thoughts at a glance, waved to him, and pointed to the steepest cliff on the island.

"I prepared a big gift for your father. Unfortunately, I was caught on the top of the cliff by a naughty sea eagle a few days ago. After several attempts, I couldn't get it off. You also know that my spiritual power is no longer what it used to be. The cliff has also become difficult, so I'll leave it to you."

Noticing the "your father" he said in his mouth, Yin Wuji thought that he and Yu Beichen grew up together, and he only said this because he regarded himself as his own. He smiled awkwardly but politely, and felt even more sad.

On the contrary, Yu Beichen, who has always been sensitive, ignored the words, rolled up his sleeves and eagerly walked towards the cliff.

Seeing the two walking away, Feng Changhuan didn't forget to call out behind him: "I cast a sleeping spell on your father, he will wake up at night, so hurry up!"

Yin Wuji didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he put his arms around Yu Beichen's shoulders and hooked him up, "Do you really believe that this is a good thing that the sea eagle did?"

"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. This is the test my father gave me. I don't care what stories he makes up to fool the children. As long as I do what he says, he will be happy. Why not do it?"

"makes sense."

This cliff is surrounded by cliffs with no grass growing on all sides. The terrain is very steep. Ordinary people will certainly not climb such a steep rock wall. Even monks with ordinary foundations are afraid, but who are these two?How can he be stumped by such a small skill?

Yu Beichen glanced at the man, "Are you ready?"

Yin Wuji tilted his neck and patted himself on the shoulder, and Yu Beichen stepped up one step at a time. With his help, he soared into the air, leaped to a high place, and punched the stone wall, shaking off several gravels. It gave him a chance to hold on to the rock wall, and at the same time freed one hand to throw down the chain hidden in his sleeve.

The man cooperated with him very well, and quickly wrapped the other end of the hanging chain around his wrist, relying on the strength of Yu Beichen's swing and his own light work to climb to a high place, and then stood on the cliff in the same way, and then held Yu Beichen sent higher.

After repeating this several times, the two reached the top of the cliff, put away the chains and patted the dust on their bodies, but found that there was nothing on the top of the cliff.

"We seem to have been tricked..."

Yu Beichen stared at the very conspicuous hole on the ground not far away, and shook his head helplessly, "I was tricked, but it wasn't a waste of time. Father has something more interesting waiting for us."

The author has something to say: Chen Huan cheated his son with his strength.

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