Xu Shi's water sac was scalding hot, and in such a cold night, Rong Luoyun was sweating finely from half of his body. He opened his eyes, pursed his lips tightly, blushed in the dark and his heart was beating, the palm of his hand was held by the other party, so firm and firm, it made him uncontrollably nervous.
He curled up his index finger, meaning to struggle, but his fingertips scratched his palm, and the struggle turned into nonsense. He moved his lips and called "Eucommia", but his voice was so low that he didn't make a sound. He was silent, sawing, and the two palms that were touching became very hot and wet.
Rong Luoyun tried to pull back, but was clamped tightly by the big palm. He said: "Duzhong, let go."
Huo Linfeng has already closed his eyes, so he shouldn't ignore it. He was lying obediently, and did not provoke anyone, so the surname Rong reached out to touch him first. Touching is not counted, veins, palm prints, five fingers, all touched once, and palmistry is not so careful.
Then he held it back cooperatively, what's wrong? Besides, he was the one who stuffed the water bladder, and the clothes that covered it were also his. He held the hand that came at him to warm him up, isn't it too much
At this time, Rong Luoyun asked: "Du Zhong, are you asleep?"
Huo Linfeng replied: "When I fall asleep, I will naturally relax."
Rong Luoyun said in a breathy voice: "You have exceeded the rules."
With a low laugh in secret, scratching people's ears, Huo Linfeng said silently, it was not the first time that he had exceeded the rules. During the martial arts competition, he asked to beat the drums to cheer him up, and he used the plum blossom stakes as a gamble in practice, but he fell into the water again today... He clenched his hands tightly, and said fearlessly: "I am very tired, the palace master will punish me tomorrow."
Rong Luoyun couldn't help but think about countermeasures like this, and felt sleepy after thinking about it. Forget it, any noise will wake up Diao Yuliang, since he is asleep, let him go, then he can close his eyes and fall asleep as soon as possible.
There is no side sound in the car, and the snoring is mixed with two flavors and breathing steadily.
Lingbi Mountain soars into the clouds, and it seems that there are animals walking around at night. The Lingbi soup envelops the thick night, but the small waterfall keeps rushing. The spring day is still cold, the gravel in the plywood is getting colder, and the water bladder is gradually losing temperature.
Fortunately, it didn't rain, otherwise, not to mention clasping palms to keep warm, even the body would have to be entangled. At the end of the long night, when the dawn comes, the birds in the forest fight and cry, breaking the tranquility of the night.
call!
Diao Yuliang opened his eyes suddenly, gasping for breath, a row of dense sweat streaming down his temples, obviously waking up from a nightmare. He couldn't move, Rong Luoyun was on the left, and Huo Linfeng was on the right. The arms of those two were on his body, tightly clasped.
"Second brother..." he called out sadly, "Eucommia..."
Huo Linfeng and Rong Luoyun woke up at the same time, confused, and faced each other across Diao Yuliang. The interior of the car was not very bright, and all the light leaked in through the small carved windows. In this darkness, the two of them were dull and sleepy.
Diao Yuliang couldn't bear it anymore, his body squirmed downwards, and he pulled out of the prison inch by inch. "Hi!" He sighed, shaking the braids on the back of his head, "You strangle me too!"
Rubbing his eyes vigorously, his eyes suddenly opened wide, and he said strangely: "Du Zhong, why are you sleeping with your second brother's hand in your hands?"
Rong Luoyun lowered his head when he heard the words, but no, Huo Linfeng still held his hand tightly for a whole night. Fei Yan'er glanced at it, and it was obvious that there was no sound of punishment - didn't you let go when you fell asleep
Huo Linfeng felt guilty, let go of his hand suddenly, and covered it with a light cough. The palm of the hand that was close to Yiye was wet, and a layer of sweat broke out, he casually shifted his attention: "Master Fourth, was it cold last night?"
Diao Yuliang shook his head: "It's not cold." He crossed his legs and hugged his elbows, and said not very bluntly, "But I was haunted by nightmares. I dreamed that I was caught in a black shop. The shopkeeper was so cruel. When he saw my skin and tender flesh, he became angry. Xin, want to kill me to make meatloaf."
Rong Luoyun was not interested in listening, but the boy secretly glared at him, feeling a little inexplicable for a while.
"Then, I was tied up and carried to the table." Diao Yuliang stared at Luoyun first, and then at Huo Linfeng, his eyes seemed to be pleading guilty, "Ten guys held up stone slabs to press me down, and they kept pressing me, and I was crushed I'm about to be crushed to a pulp. I woke up in fright, ho, it turned out that you were squeezing me tightly."
Huo Linfeng and Rong Luoyun looked at each other speechlessly, turned away their faces, frowned, and looked at the annoying boy together. Diao Yuliang has a lot of liver, stomach, spleen and kidneys, but he is short-sighted. Seeing this, he changed his words: "...I am not cold thanks to being squeezed, and I slept very well!"
Like a family of brothers making love on the kang, spend a while, and then get off the car to exercise.
Huo Linfeng squatted on the bank holding water to clean his face, rolled up a large leaf into a triangular hat, filled it with water, and washed Rong Luoyun. Standing up and looking back, I saw Diao Yuliang gnawing on yesterday's leftover fish, surrounded by traces of nothing.
He asked, "Where did the Second Palace Mistress go?"
Diao Yuliang kept his mouth shut and just tilted his face up.
Huo Linfeng looked up at the trees, the leaves were blown by the wind, he closed his eyes and listened carefully to the rustling of his robes. The moment he opened his eyes, a figure flew past, like morning dew, as fast as lightning in the rain, and jumped a tree in the blink of an eye, his figure was lighter than a flying bird.
He had seen Rong Luoyun's lightness kung fu before, and he was as ethereal as a ghost, so he couldn't help but ask, "What kind of lightness kung fu is master Er Gong practicing?"
Diao Yuliang muttered, "Bafangyou, have you heard of it?"
More than just hearing it, when Huo Linfeng learned the "Shenlong Wuxing" as a child, he once heard Huo Zhao himself say that there are hundreds of light skills in the world, "Shenlong Wutang" can be defeated ninety-nine times without defeat, but when encountering the immortal step "Bafangyou" , only inferior.
Traveling in all directions, the swallow feathers are light, and they can't be chased quickly.
Huo Linfeng stared at the forest, and the shadows came and went, making it too late for anyone to follow. In the time of a cup of tea, Rong Luoyun descended lightly and landed silently, just like a feather touching the ground. He pocketed the fruit with the hem of his clothes, slammed it down at Diao Yuliang, and said, "Enough for you to eat, I've already plucked the bald tree."
Diao Yuliang said happily: "Thank you, Second Brother, enough to eat all the way!"
Rong Luoyun caressed the child's head, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Huo Linfeng standing in the distance holding a leaf of blue waves. He walked up and down, pretending to be looking at the green hills and pretending to be looking at the water, pretending to be casually walking towards the other party, three steps away, and then coughed lightly in a similar manner.
Huo Linfeng came back to his senses, and handed the water to the other party. Rong Luoyun lowered his head to clean his face, raised his hand to wipe the water drops, and a wild fruit fell from his sleeve. He caught it, wiped it, and stuffed it into Huo Linfeng's hand.
"Give it to me?" Huo Linfeng was slightly surprised.
Rong Luoyun nodded: "Yeah." Backing away, he said one after another, "Thank you for your water bag, clothes, and this handful of lake water." After saying that, he turned around, picked up the wooden bucket containing the red carp, and boarded the car to prepare for the return trip .
Flick the whip lightly and hit the road.
The curtains were tied tightly, the sun shone into the car, Rong Luoyun leaned on the wall of the car to watch the scenery, still in the same posture as when he came. Diao Yuliang carried a bosom full of wild fruits, and kept chewing until his tongue was faintly green.
After traveling for more than ten miles at a stretch, Huo Linfeng slowed down and told the horse to take a breather. A dragonfly just flew over, and it flew lower and lower as if it was exhausted, and landed on his shoulder to rest.
Diao Yuliang excitedly said: "It is often said that beauties attract bees and butterflies, but Eucommia, you are so handsome that you attract dragonflies!"
Huo Linfeng couldn't help but steadied his shoulders, tilted his head slightly and looked back with the end of his eyes. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Rong Luoyun. The man was quiet, and when he saw him turn around, he lowered his head, not wanting to spend time with him. But he chased after him: "Master, how about giving this dragonfly to you?"
Rong Luoyun's voice was very soft: "Dragonflies come and go freely in the world. You don't own them. Why do you give them to me?" Fly, the rain is coming, let's go."
Huo Linfeng raised his whip: "Drive!" The pony carriage galloped, and the dragonfly was left behind. About two or three miles in the past, he suddenly remembered that punch just now, turned around and asked the teacher: "Master, are you touching me again?"
You can't fight or scold, what kind of rivers and lakes are you breaking into? Rong Luoyun slandered secretly in his heart, but smiled brightly on his face: "No?"
The smile was very sudden, the bright eyes and white teeth were coated with light, and the car and the other party followed the wind and the moon. Huo Linfeng hurriedly turned his head, suppressed a trace of unfulfilling compromise, concealed his useless surrender, struggled for a long time and finally lost, and replied: "The palace master is free."
Silently waving his whip, thinking that he has cast steel for 23 years, and he would bend his waist for a good color.
He rushed back to Xiganling non-stop and entered the city. It was noon, and the wide streets and narrow alleys were full of cooking smoke. Passing by the long river, "Wow!" Rong Luoyun called to stop the carriage, "Go back first, I'm going to Chaomu Tower."
He supported Huo Linfeng's shoulders and jumped out of the car, turned around and looked at him, thinking about trivial things in his mind. I like the gentle countryside the most, where the rain and clouds are all overturned, and Jiao'e comforts me for a good night... He smiled lightly, and asked jokingly: "Would you like to go with me, looking for your Jiao'e, overturning the clouds and rain?"
Huo Linfeng had no lust at all, and it was even more difficult to tell if he threw four thousand taels that day, and he definitely would not go upstairs. "Thank you for your sympathy." He refused, "I haven't returned in the past two days, so it's important for my subordinates to go back and train their disciples."
Rong Luoyun didn't sincerely invite him, so he flicked his wide sleeves and left alone. To Chaomu Building, I haven't come for a while, and the moment I show up, Qunchai screams coquettishly, the old woman calls for more bowls and chopsticks, and the young man runs to call for Rong Duanyu, it is very lively.
He picked up the steps and went upstairs, looked down at the toes of his shoes, and suddenly felt the fragrant wind blowing against his face. With a soft "Young Master", he raised his eyes and saw a graceful man, half-hidden by a silk fan, revealing a pair of watery almond eyes.
Rong Luoyun suddenly remembered: "... Baoluo?"
Baoluo smiled brightly: "Master, you don't come here recently, you still remember me."
Rong Luoyun nodded, but he was thinking of another experience - "My sweetheart, I am willing to serve her as a servant." The words were still in his ears, and he trembled with soreness. After the lingering in the sentence was gone, he asked: "Baoluo, if there is a man who is handsome and extraordinary, with high martial arts skills and a deep love for you, what should you do?"
Baoluo shyly said: "Nan Ke Yimeng doesn't even dare to think of such a good thing."
Rong Luoyun said: "Not necessarily, maybe there will be." He whetted the girl's appetite, and without saying much, he went upstairs to look for Rong Duanyu. Entering the house, the siblings hadn't seen each other for a while, and they forgot everything else and cared about them.
Rong Duanyu first asked: "Are you in a hurry today?"
Rong Luoyun replied: "It's nothing, I'll wait until the sun goes down before going back to the Uncommon Palace."
The little carriage wobbled and reached the foot of Mount Lengsang, the gate of the palace opened and drove through a long string of streets. Huo Linfeng sent Diao Yuliang to the outside of the lotus pond, watched the boy sail away on a boat, and then returned to Qianji Hall.
A bucket of clear water and six red carps, he carried back to his small yard for the time being. The yard was in a mess, with old trees that had been felled across it. Before resting, he rolled up his sleeves and tidied up, busy for hours, the more he worked, the more aggrieved he felt.
Why should I suffer this crime when I was in the Hou Mansion? How many people waited on him, even when he bent down to pick up a fallen leaf, the servants were afraid that he would be tired.
Huo Linfeng threw down the flower hoe, went on strike, and went into the bamboo building to wash away the dust. After soaking his whole body in hot water and no one wiped his back, he thought of Du Zheng, and decided to bring that idiot into the Extraordinary Palace tomorrow.
Just as he was thinking about it, his ears moved, and his sharp eyes looked at the bamboo window. The setting sun invaded the sky, and the red flames flew across a tile-gray pigeon in the sky. The pigeon's feet were different, and it looked towards Wumingju. This is the spy who returned to the cage with a letter!
The opportunity is rare, at this moment, Rong Luoyun is in Chaomu Building, and he will be licentious until late at night... Huo Linfeng immediately got out of the bath, changed his clothes and tied his hair, and left Qianji Hall with the six red carps.
Dodging all the way and proceeding cautiously, reaching Wumingju outside, lightly entering inside and rushing to the pigeon cage in the corner. The cages are all keyed, and there is only a small opening for the pigeons to come in and out, but ordinary people's arms can't get in. He looked for the one back, tile-gray, short-billed and pea-eyed, drinking water.
"Chirp, chirp." He teased, intending to elicit. The carrier pigeon glanced at him, but began to eat eagerly.
It was at the time of dinner, at Miao Cang Terrace, a group of disciples finished their training and went back to eat in groups. Someone had sharp eyes: "It's the Second Palace Mistress who has returned." Everyone bowed in unison and said hello to Rong Luoyun.
Rong Luoyun nodded, and walked back to the Bieyuan along the long street, the setting sun gradually fading behind him.
Huo Linfeng still hadn't called out the pigeon, so he had an idea, and he pulled a thread from the edge of his clothes, threw a small gravel, and threw it into the cage to bind the pigeon's feet. The pigeon flapped its wings and couldn't get rid of it. He pulled out the little thing, untied the note and read the small print.
"—Meow!"
The lynx neighed suddenly, it must have met someone frightened outside, Huo Linfeng froze, and hurriedly moved his ears to listen.
At this time, Rong Luoyun's sleeves were full of wind, and Shi Shiran arrived at the door of Wumingju.