Rebirth: The Gatekeeper

On the willow shoots on the moon, the shadows are faint.

Sitting in front of the bronze mirror, Bei Tangjin looked at her tired face and asked, "Is anyone in the garden?"

"My servant looked, but there was no one." Qiu Rong took off Bei Tangjin's hairpin while combing her hair with a comb.

The black silk is like ink, sliding on the fingertips.

Bei Tangjin pondered for a moment, then said, "Maybe it's too late, it's fine if you don't come."

When Qiu Rong heard this, she burst into anger, and said: "Miss, this King Ming is too much, how can he come to our garden to look for you in the middle of the night?" Isn't this going to ruin Miss's reputation?

"Ah!" A scream came from the back room.

Qiurong immediately put down the comb in his hand, walked into the back room, and asked, "What happened?"

Qingsun was still in shock, and said: "Sister Qiurong, look quickly, look, this is..." She turned pale with fright.

Qiurong followed her gaze and looked in, and his face turned pale for a while.

Behind the veiled bed curtain, there is a man's figure lying impressively, a part of the purple fringed clothes is exposed, showing the man's noble status.

After all, Qiurong is a martial artist, she took a few steps closer, the veil was very thin, as thin as a cloud of smoke, through the veil, one could vaguely see the man's extremely lazy and leisurely posture, as well as his elegant and graceful smile.

Qiurong snorted coldly, her gentle face became extremely cold and terribly serious, she turned her head to Qingsun and said, "What you saw today, you must not say a single word, otherwise, you know the consequences!"

Qingsun had never seen Qiu Rong with such a cold face. She was frightened, but now she nodded desperately and said, "Yes, yes, I dare not say a word!"

Seeing her frightened like this, Qiu Rong said, "Don't go out now, lest you be seen showing your feet."

Lettuce quickly said yes.

At this time, Bei Tangjin also came over. As soon as she walked to the door, she felt someone in the room, breathing steadily, as if she was fast asleep.

Her eyesight was excellent, and she could see the faint purple figure and the man's loose posture from a distance.

"Qiurong, redress my makeup for me."

"But, miss, you've been tired all day..." She glanced at the purple figure behind the bed curtain, and felt in her heart that this person should be thrown out!

"Even if you are driving people away, you must dress neatly and be polite." When she said this, she had already turned around.

Qiu Rong immediately followed, redressed Bei Tangjin, and changed into a purple robe. After rewashing, Bei Tangjin entered the back room and ordered, "You all go out."

Qiu Rong's eyes were filled with displeasure and resentment, but he bowed and retreated without saying a word.

Fingers slowly lifted the misty gauze bed curtain, and the long purple figure was completely presented in front of Bei Tang Jin.

Looking at the peacefully sleeping face, Bei Tangjin's expression became more serious.

Call?Or not?

Clearly, the man seemed exhausted.

She frowned, sighed, and thought: That's all.

Pulling up the bed curtain again, she took a thick quilt from the small cabinet, walked to the beauty bed not far away, and Bei Tangjin lay down with all her clothes on.

She was indeed exhausted today, and her breathing gradually became steady, but there was one more person in the room, so she did not dare to sleep too deeply.

Glittering, the moonlight is like frost.

The figure behind the misty bed curtain moved, Feng Xitang half-opened his eyes, his body was filled with the faint fragrance of plum blossoms, he felt as if he was out of the world.

Scanning the surroundings casually, there is a bright red peony brocade quilt, bright red peony twirling branches and pillows, and behind the cloudy gauze bed curtain, there is a slender figure.

It was only then that Feng Xitang remembered that after drinking with Hua Jianyue, she came to wait for Bei Tangjin. She had made an appointment in the plum garden, but when she saw her boudoir, she couldn't help rushing in.

Perhaps she had already greeted the people around her, and he came in very smoothly. After looking around the room, she still hadn't returned. Later, he saw her bed and lay down on it, feeling extremely Comfortable, fell asleep unconsciously.

It's just that I don't know what time it is.

Looking at the bright stars outside the window, I am afraid it is the middle of the night.

He stretched, slowly stood up, and walked towards the beauty couch not far away.

She fell asleep.

Her breathing was very steady, and the corner of Feng Xitang's mouth curled up into an extremely soft smile.

Her sleeping face was extremely quiet, and under the moonlight, she couldn't see clearly.So, he lit a candle and placed it on the small table next to it, which would not affect her sleeping peacefully, nor would it affect him looking at her.

She had a soft complexion when she was asleep, and her pointed chin was snow-white.A slender neck, tender skin, as smooth as jade.He couldn't help but want to reach out and touch it.

He did so, his white fingers approached slowly, he slowly approached with his fingertips, and then his whole palm slowly pressed down, sliding slowly on her snow-white cheeks.

It was an extremely smooth and warm touch, so beautiful that he couldn't bear to let go of his fingers.

He suddenly found that her nose was even more delicate, standing gracefully on her beautiful cheeks.

Ever since, he touched her small and erect nose again.

However, as soon as he put down his fingers, he saw her beautiful and quiet eyes open suddenly, and then a sharp palm wind hit him. Just as he was about to dodge, his arm was pulled, and he turned slightly sideways. , wanting to avoid him, but she made a move very quickly, and in an instant, she threw him to the ground, and her neck was held in her hands.

Such a series of actions is just an instant.

Because his neck was pinched, Feng Xitang coughed with difficulty, her hand was so strong that his neck was about to break, his throat was stuck, and he couldn't speak a word.

"Ahem, Yurong, let go, it's me." Feng Xitang said with difficulty, watching her soft and quiet face slowly shatter into a cold and icy appearance, she couldn't help feeling very sorry.

Seeing the man's face clearly, Bei Tangjin slowly let go of her hand, then stood up immediately, and said, "It's midnight, why don't you lie down on the bed and attack me?"

Since she had just woken up, her voice was hoarse, with a slightly deep nasal tone. Although it was a question, it was extremely pleasant.

Feng Xitang coughed, touched his neck, and said with an extremely aggrieved expression: "Yurong, my neck hurts so much!" He sat on the ground with a soft voice, looked at her pitifully, and turned towards her. Stretching out his neck, he said, "Look, Yurong, my neck is already red and swollen. If someone sees this when I go out..." He blinked his eyes as he spoke, three points of cuteness, seven points of grievance.

Bei Tang Jin was originally full of anger, but it was half gone at this time. She looked at the noble prince in front of her in great surprise, and was stunned for a while.

What is his expression?Why does his voice sound like a baby?

Is he pretending to be pitiful?She remembered that day when he was on the painting boat, he didn't even frown his eyebrows when the knife went down. How could he be so pitiful without seeing blood this time?

But Bei Tangjin took a closer look, and there was indeed a deep red mark on Baiyu's neck. As he said, it would be difficult to explain if people saw him when he went out.

"It's true that the attack was a bit heavy." Bei Tangjin said something to himself, which was to evaluate the strength of his attack just now.

Feng Xichen was aggrieved and listened, thinking: What is it that is a little heavy?He was almost strangled!Seeing that her face was always cold, without the slightest expression of pity, she felt even more aggrieved, and said, "Yurong, it hurts so much!"

Bei Tangjin raised her eyebrows, her eyes were so strange that she looked Feng Xitang up and down.

This person is well-dressed, graceful and luxurious, with jet-black hair, and aggrieved face, no matter how you look at it, it is awkward.

"How long are you going to sit on the ground?" Bei Tang Jin stood aside and looked at Feng Xitang.

The two of them sat and stood, as if Bei Tangjin was a real husband and Feng Xitang was a little bitch who had been wronged.

If it were an ordinary man, he would be annoyed if he found himself sitting on the ground so humiliated.However, Feng Xitang stood up slowly, with his elegant posture, as if the place where he was sitting just now was not a carpet, but a golden bed covered with pearls and jade.

Bei Tangjin didn't pay any attention to him, but turned around to look for the medicinal wine to erase the traces.

Feng Xitang was extremely elegant and took it for granted that she sat back on Bei Tangjin's bed, leaning against the big red hibiscus twig pillow that Bei Tangjin usually lay on.

He tilted his head and sniffed the fragrance on the pillow, feeling sweet in his heart.

His expression just fell into the eyes of Bei Tangjin who had just turned around, but Feng Xitang's expression also changed very quickly, immediately turning that half-sweet face into a bitter face of extreme aggrievedness.

Bei Tangjin frowned. This person's face changed too quickly, but since he really didn't have much influence on him, he walked over slowly, put the bottle of medicinal wine on the small table beside him, and said: " Wipe this off, and it will disappear in the morning."

She said, ignoring Feng Xitang any more, lying on the beauty couch, covered with a quilt, closed her eyes, and continued to sleep.

Feng Xitang thought she would apply the medicine for her, but now that she ignored him and went back to sleep, she felt even more aggrieved, and said: "Yurong, I hurt my neck, I can't see it!"

Bei Tangjin said: "You can wipe it in the mirror."

Feng Xichen said aggrievedly: "The light is too dim, I can't see it."

Only then did Bei Tangjin open her eyes and take a look. The light was indeed very dark, so she stood up again, pulled up her shoes, took the medicinal wine from the small table, and said, "It will hurt, bear with it. .”

Seeing that she finally came, his tone became gentler again, he sat up with sweetness in his heart, raised his snow-white neck, and waited for her to rub the medicinal wine.

Bei Tangjin sat on the edge of the bed, dipped some cotton cloth, and slowly wiped along the red mark.

"Hissing——" Feng Xichen raised her face and frowned, feeling extremely wronged.

Bei Tangjin raised her eyebrows again and again, thinking: Does it hurt that much?

It's just that she thought so in her heart, and she didn't ask, her hands were lighter.

Feng Xichen raised her white chin, looked down, and could see Bei Tangjin's thick eyelashes, blinking up and down, extremely agile and beautiful.He intentionally moved closer, seeing her smooth forehead, as delicate as suet white jade, he really wanted to move closer and kiss her.

He was indeed getting closer and closer, Bei Tangjin saw him leaning forward and leaning back, saying: "You don't have to be so close, I can see it."

Feng Xitang's body froze, as if she was surprised that Bei Tang Jin didn't notice the purpose of his movement, and also as if she felt sorry that she had discovered his movement so quickly.

"Don't move." Bei Tangjin's eyes were very focused on his neck, with an extremely serious expression.She really couldn't find anything from her angle.

However, after she finished saying this, she found that the person in front of her was either gliding to the left or to the right, which made her miss several times.

She couldn't help frowning, and said: "If it hurts, you can bear it! If you sway like this, you won't be able to wipe it off at dawn."

Hearing this, Feng Xitang smiled very proudly, she just wanted her to rub it until dawn, he liked the feeling of being so close to her, as if a missing corner was suddenly made up.

It's just that Feng Xitang was very sure, when Bei Tangjin was about to be annoyed, he finally stayed still, but when he didn't move, he still yelled, "It hurts, it hurts."

Bei Tangjin ignored him, and the speed of her hand was faster, and she wiped it off in an instant. She found gauze again, pulled out a piece, and slowly wrapped it around Feng Xitang's neck.

One lap, two laps, three laps, Bei Tangjin's expression was always very serious, probably because of the habit she developed in the military for other people's injuries.

It's a pity that Feng Xitang is not a wounded soldier in her army, this person is extremely cunning and pondering, his black eyes blinking up and down.

Just when she was entwined for the fifth time, he suddenly grabbed her arm, leaned forward suddenly, and then let out an "Ouch" with extreme aggrievedness, and pushed her down firmly on the bed.

Bei Tangjin was not prepared at all just now, this sudden change made her mind flustered, his wailing made him reflect that he didn't use too much force just now, this person doesn't need to react so violently, right?

But before she could figure it out, a scent of orchids hit her nostrils, followed by a magnified handsome face. Bei Tangjin immediately realized that this person did it on purpose!

She immediately wanted to reach out to push the god on her body, but the other party was obviously moving much faster than her, and her hand was already held by him. Then, he saw the man smile evilly at the corner of his mouth, and tapped her acupoints, She couldn't move for an instant!

She was very angry and said, "What are you going to do?"

He put his finger on her rosy lips and said, "Hush, keep your voice down."

Bei Tangjin's eyes moved, his face was extremely ugly, but he lowered his voice, and said, "Please unlock my acupuncture points immediately!"

Feng Xitang smiled "puchi" and said: "I finally attacked you, how can it be so easy to untie it? Don't worry, I won't do anything to you." He blinked his eyes while talking, with a complacent and gentle expression .

Bei Tangjin stared at him vigilantly, thinking about the shameless behavior of this person in the past, and then reflecting on her relaxation of vigilance today. After a while of self-reflection, she lamented that the words of the ancients are very reasonable. Difficult to move.

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