Riling Up The Jianghu

Chapter 115

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In the warm pavilion of the side hall, Lu Zhun lay on the bed and fell asleep for a long time, slowly opened his eyes, and muttered dryly. Soon, one of them brought tea, sat on the side of the bed, helped him up, and fed him half a cup.

"Brother..." He was so weak.

Duan Huaike said "hmm", "You've been in a coma for two days, how do you feel?"

Lu Zhun stared at the bed curtain in a daze, what else could he do? He turned his face to look around the Bei Que Pearl Palace, and asked, "Why didn't the second brother come to see me? And the fourth brother?"

Duan Huaike said: "Luoyun has served you a lot." He poured another cup to Lu Zhun's lips, and said while feeding, "Today is the emperor's enthronement ceremony, and I want to reward the heroes who have put down the chaos this time. They are all in court. In the hall."

Lu Zhun almost choked: "Ascension, Prince Rui ascended the throne?"

This is nonsense, as soon as the abdication edict was issued that day, Prince Rui's succession to the throne was a certainty, but there were a lot of affairs that needed to be arranged and arranged, so the enthronement ceremony was postponed until today.

After feeding the water, Duan Huaike leaned Lu Zhun on the pillow. The pillow was soft with gold silk and embroidered with dragons. Lu Zhun leaned on his head like a noble concubine. He hesitated for a while, then asked, "Brother, did I get hurt the most that day?"

Duan Huaike replied: "According to the level of martial arts, you can know this after thinking about it."

The skill is inferior to others, and there is no way to refute it. Lu Zhun secretly grieved and indignant for a moment, and suddenly, he seemed to hear a bell. "Where is the bell ringing?" He bowed, "Brother, did you hear that?"

Duan Huaike said: "Today when the new emperor ascends the throne, the monks of the Buddhist temple are praying outside the hall, not only ringing the bell but also chanting scriptures." It's just a wall."

Lu Zhun was slightly stunned, he raised his eyes to look at the pear wooden frame, there were jade belts and silk sash hanging on it, which were all used by Prince Rui for his usual wear. It turned out that this was where the emperor slept, he was suddenly startled, and crawled onto Duan Huaike, grinning from the pain from the wound.

"What are you doing?"

"It's so scary! Did the former emperor die on this bed!"

Lu Zhun was terrified and panicked when there was a reverent sound of worship outside, then the door of the back room was pushed open, and Meng Tingyuan stepped into the room surrounded by people. Seeing his golden crown and splendid attire, his posture and demeanor were truly indescribable, Lu Zhun was stunned, but didn't realize it for a while.

When he reached the bed, Meng Tingyuan said joyfully, "Third Palace Master, are you awake?"

Lu Zhun nodded foolishly: "Just woke up..." He stared at the golden crown and the Dongzhu on it, "I heard that you are enthroned today, congratulations..."

His words were disrespectful, but Meng Tingyuan smiled meaninglessly. With a wave of his hand, all the palace servants in the room retreated one after another, and Duan Huaike also ducked out.

In a quiet warm room, there were only two people left. Meng Tingyuan sat next to the edge of the bed, took off the golden crown and asked, "My saliva is about to flow out. Let me play with you."

Lu Zhun's hand felt cold, and the golden crown was stuffed into his arms. He lowered his head, and rubbed the shiny Dongzhu with his fingertips, feeling the warmth from his touch. He finally realized that he had changed his words, and timidly said: "Your Majesty, should I kowtow to you..."

Meng Tingyuan said happily: "Lie down, I am very restrained in the court hall, but you should spare me in this inner hall." Probe grabbed the corner of the quilt and tucked it in, "Today's reward for meritorious deeds, Xiaoheng , General Huo, Duan Daxia, and the Lord of the Four Palaces, you are the only one missing."

Lu Zhun said, "I don't care about fame."

Meng Tingyuan was a little disappointed: "Xiaoheng and the others don't care, and I have nothing to repay, so I feel very sorry."

When Lu Zhun heard this, he changed his words and said, "I don't care about fame, but I care about money." Afraid of losing his share, he hurriedly grabbed the other party's sleeve, "Your concubine mother, no, I saved the queen mother, besides you You promised me that you will reward me with gold, silver and jewels when the matter is completed."

Meng Tingyuan lowered his eyes, stared at Lu Zhun's fist that was pulling his sleeve, opened his hand and wrapped it in his palm. "How can a gentleman go back on his words?" He said, "Then you have received a reward, what are your plans?"

Lu Zhun said, "I want to go back to Xiganling."

Meng Tingyuan nodded, let go of his hand, got up and walked to the flower shelf, on which was a pot of Yunnan camellia tea that was paid tribute from the south.

Looking at the figure behind, Lu Zhun joked, "Your Majesty, could it be that you can't bear to part with me?"

With a tremor of his index finger, a beautifully blooming camellia flower was broken off. Meng Tingyuan thought that the first half of his life was burdened with planning, and the second half of his life should be devoted to the world, so he could not slack off in this palace.

He belongs here, just like some people belong to the mountains and grass.

Meng Tingyuan turned around: "Third Palace Master, may you be safe and free."

In the afternoon, the palace was peaceful and quiet. Near the east wall, a flute sounded from the Dingjia Palace.

Huo Linfeng stood under the eaves, holding the eagle bone flute in both hands, and Rong Luoyun was beside him, silently. At the end of the song, Huo Linfeng said: "Will the soldiers get tired of listening to this one every time?"

Rong Luoyun asked: "Are you only good at this one?"

Huo Linfeng replied: "Yes..." He is not a musician, so could it be possible that he still knows seven or eight pieces? But the answer was a bit embarrassing, and he said: "Xiaochun Terrace in Saibei has been changed to a music hall, I can go to learn."

Rong Luoyun didn't answer, and even pursed his lips without saying a word. He hesitated for a moment, Huo Linfeng wanted to hold his hand, but he dodged it, turned around, and walked towards the house.

This mood was very low, Huo Linfeng misunderstood, and chased: "You don't like me going to Xiaochun Terrace? Then I won't go."

After entering the room, seeing that Rong Luoyun still didn't respond, he added another sentence: "I don't have a girlfriend, so don't think about it."

After hearing this, Rong Luoyun turned around, his eyes were like peach blossoms in early spring, full of affection, and even more embarrassing and angry. He grabbed the silk ribbon jade tablet from his waist, threw it out, whipped it like a riding whip, and cursed: "You have already been named a general, what are you talking about!"

General Huo raised his hand to catch the tassel jade bead on the other end, twisted it twice, pulled it violently with his strength, and then opened his arms slightly to catch the rushing Rong Luoyun.

He knew it, and said, "Young Master Tang, are you unhappy with me being a general?"

Rong Luoyun turned his head: "How come, the future is bright, I am very happy for you."

Huo Linfeng said with a "tsk tut": "You have a drooping little face, why are you so stubborn." With a retracted iron arm, he strangled the amputated waist and picked him up, and Rong Luoyun climbed onto his shoulder, humming, like a A fussy puppy.

Walking to the side of the bed, Huo Linfeng sat down on his knees, holding Rong Luoyun in his arms, and slowly stroked his palm along his back, coaxing him. Rong Luoyun lowered his head to play with the jade card, and said, "You have been named a great general, and you are in charge of the soldiers and horses in Chang'an City. You are so majestic."

Huo Linfeng responded, "Yes."

Rong Luoyun said again: "I also give the general's mansion, good land, and countless treasures."

Huo Linfeng remained the same: "Yes."

Rong Luoyun suddenly said loudly: "Then how can we go back to Saibei?!"

Not only Saibei, but when he takes office, he will be a first-class official in Chang'an City, who can't go anywhere. Rong Luoyun moved his lips, swallowed the words that kept surging in his heart, and hugged Huo Linfeng's strong waist as if resigned to his fate.

Huo Linfeng asked: "You don't want me to—"

The side of his neck was extremely numb, it was Rong Luoyun who interrupted him, rubbing against his neck and shaking his head. "I didn't." Rong Luoyun denied, and then changed the subject, "Father has finally been wronged..."

Huo Linfeng said: "Yes, I have sent Du Zheng to inform your sister."

Rong Luoyun finally smiled a little: "Sister must be very happy." He raised his face, "The emperor also called back Brother Shen Zhou, do you think my sister and him will..."

Huo Linfeng said in a low voice, "I worry so much." Bowing his head and closing his eyes, he lightly pecked at the corner of Rong Luoyun's lips, hugged him tighter, and pecked a few more times.

Rong Luoyun begged for mercy: "Be heavier."

It would really make people angry, Huo Linfeng asked: "How much?"

Rong Luoyun couldn't tell, there was not much shame left, so he raised his face and asked in a low voice, what was bullying, what was thirsty, and he even stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked his lips.

Huo Linfeng suddenly lost his teasing thoughts, lowered his head to hold his lips, and rested the back of Rong Luoyun's head with his big hand. There was no wind and no words in the room, only two gasping sounds intertwined and merged, and when there was a pause, it was a more urgent storm.

At some point, Rong Luoyun kicked off her silk shoes, raised her toes to open the gauze curtain, a layer of brocade and two layers of gauze fell down to cover them. Still wrapping his arms around Huo Linfeng's waist, he gradually rubbed it up to his back, exerting force emotionally, which made him groan.

"Hmm..." Rong Luoyun looked confused, "What's wrong?"

Huo Linfeng said: "Nothing, don't stop."

Rong Luoyun regained his clarity: "The injury on your back?"

He broke free from Huo Linfeng's embrace, sat on his knees, and hurriedly untied Huo Linfeng's clothes. The waist was sealed with a brocade belt, and the outer shirt was peeled off layer by layer to reveal a strong body. He moved behind the opponent and saw that the scar was scratched open by him.

"Does it hurt?"

"A small wound, it doesn't hurt."

Rong Luoyun said, "It's bleeding, I'll wipe it off for you."

Huo Linfeng bowed slightly, hugged his elbows and let him play with them. Suddenly, his back felt cold, and it was Rong Luoyun who held his palm, but the wound felt warm, and every touch was as light as a feather.

He turned his face suspiciously and asked, "What—"

He froze for an instant, what else could he have tasted to the fullest just now, the temperature and touch were clearly Rong Luoyun's lips.

This lunatic actually kissed his wound.

Huo Linfeng turned around abruptly, the movement was too big, the wound burst open immediately, and blood beads as big as beans oozed out. He didn't care, he raised his hand and rubbed Rong Luoyun's lower lip with his fingertips, he couldn't even speak nonsense.

Rong Luoyun leaned on Huo Linfeng's palm, rubbed his face, and whispered: "Everything is settled, I wanted to travel all over the world with you and go to many places, but you want to be a general, so I will do it for your future and Ambitious, willing to wait a little longer."

Huo Linfeng asked: "Then how long are you willing to wait?"

Rong Luoyun replied: "As long as you love me, it's fine for the rest of your life."

Huo Linfeng smiled and said, "Really?" He lifted his chin towards the table and said hoarsely, "I have something on it, can you bring it for me?"

Rong Luoyun got out of bed barefoot, stepped on the thick carpet and walked to the table, under the paperweight, where a written letter was placed. He picked it up carefully and saw the word "Dictionary" on the envelope.

At this time, Huo Linfeng walked behind him.

"But I don't want to make you wait."

The author has something to say: Huo Linfeng took out his mobile phone while talking, and showed Xiaorong his travel guide.