The eighteenth time is invalid, but Rong Luoyun is unable to copy it again at this moment, so let's talk about it tomorrow.
He returned to the bedroom with a low candle in his hand, the small window was not closed, and the rainwater that poured in wet the couch by the window. Regardless of the water-stained pillow on the couch, and the damp blanket, he directly rescued the fan on the small table.
The fan surface has been soaked through, and the two sides merged. The ginkgo tree and magnolia flowers complement each other under the candlelight. Wiping for a while had little effect, so he simply sat on the side of the couch and shook the fan.
A little cold, put on the damp blanket, and a little tired, leaning on the water-stained pillow. Rong Luoyun was like Concubine Rong, who didn't sleep most of the night, lying on a recline, not knowing whether it was cold or hot.
Shaking and shaking, he stared at the fan and fell into hysteria. In the early morning, he went mad with rage and destroyed all the affectionate objects one by one, except for this one. If he raised the sword again at this moment, he would be unable to do so.
With a bang, the covered window was blown open, pouring pea-sized raindrops in an instant. Rong Luoyun was shocked, leaned over to close the window, and looked at the torrential rain.
... Did Huo Linfeng bring an umbrella
The wind and cold is still a trivial matter, but the sword wound is soaked in rain, what should I do if it is infected? What if the arm is disabled
Rong Luoyun grabbed the window sill and dreamed, but after thinking about it, he denied it. If you are not stupid or stupefied, you should take it with you, or you may have already left. At this time, a group of disciples came to patrol, and happened to pass by the door of Wumingju.
His thin lips were out of the control of his brain, and he opened the window and shouted: "Wait!"
After hearing the sound, the disciples entered the courtyard and followed the light to the corridor. When I glanced at it, I saw the palace lord with a blanket on his shoulders, holding a fan in his hand, his face was lit by the warm yellow candlelight, and his posture was so elegant, it was truly unique...
Rong Luoyun asked, "Has Huo Linfeng left?"
The disciple replied, "I haven't left yet, but I'm still dripping."
Rong Luoyun was stuck, still drenched, he must have been drenched through such a heavy rain. His body also broke away from the control of his brain, and he went to get an umbrella from the cabinet. On second thought, wouldn't it be possible to stay longer with an umbrella? A night of bleak wind from a sword wound is hard enough.
He put down the umbrella cruelly, and ordered: "Go and inform the other Palace Masters, and tell them to drive Huo Linfeng away."
The disciple wondered: "The other palace masters have already fallen asleep, how about you?"
Rong Luoyun said: "Then wake it up and don't care what I do."
The disciple asked again: "Do you want to inform Hero Duan?"
Rong Luoyun shook his head, absolutely do not tell Duan Chenbi that Huo Linfeng can't beat his master, and being beaten to death with a palm would be worse than being drenched. After the order was given, a group of disciples went to do it, and immediately ran away without a trace.
As soon as his body relaxed, he lay on his back softly on the couch, covering his face with a fan. Alas, sigh, I guess I won't be able to sleep tonight.
Outside Bufan Palace, Huo Linfeng walked to the corner by the door, using the high wall and narrow eaves to shelter from the wind and rain. It was very cold, and the wound was very painful, but he was exceptionally upright sitting on horseback, which was definitely not the posture that a bitter trick should have.
Life and death on the battlefield, hard or broken, strong soldiers disdain to deceive people with bitter tricks.
What's more, he has already promised that he will never lie to Rong Luoyun again.
Huo Linfeng waited patiently. Rong Luoyun was irritated when the truth was revealed. This morning, Rong Luoyun's sword was enough to vent his anger, and he should listen to what he said after his mood settled down. Even if the convicted person has to go to court for a trial, isn't it too much for him to make a statement for himself
If dawn still hasn't arrived, then he will come back tomorrow night. If tomorrow night has not yet arrived, then he will come the next night.
Just as he was thinking to himself, the high door behind him slowly opened with a buzzing sound.
Come meet him! Huo Linfeng's brows were filled with joy, he jumped off the horse and his shoulders hurt sharply from the shock, but he didn't care, and rushed to the door in a hurry. The people inside were rushing out, and the two of them bumped into each other.
Taking a closer look, it turned out to be Duan Huaike.
"What's wrong with you?" General Huo suddenly became irritable, "What are you doing out here!"
Duan Huaike shot back: "I should ask this question." The dream was in full swing, and it was all because of this guy that he was called up to splash the rain all the way. He asked: "What does the young master want to do, what are you doing wandering outside the Bufan palace in the middle of the night?"
Huo Linfeng asked back: "The subjects and people of Dayong are standing on the boundary of Dayong, do you care about me?"
Duan Huaike ordered: "Stop messing around, and leave quickly!"
Huo Linfeng got on his horse, but did not leave, but said condescendingly: "This general suddenly remembered something. If the Grand Palace Master can answer, I will leave immediately."
Duan Huaike flicked his sleeve robe, and answered without fear after reading poetry and books.
On a rainy night, two men who were over eight feet tall fought with their mouths, and it was hard to tell the winner for a long time. Finally, Huo Linfeng used his trump card: "You lost to me that day, why didn't you retreat for a year?"
Bring this up again! Duan Huaike became angry from embarrassment: "Come down, I will fight you again."
Huo Linfeng covered his shoulders: "Will you be ashamed to take advantage of others' danger?"
A few words made Duan Huaike dizzy with anger, no wonder, no wonder Rong Luoyun cares about this guy, this is a kind that flocks together, likes each other, and works together in a mess. He was too lazy to take care of it, so he might as well go back and pray for rain and thunder, and let God clean it up.
Duan Huaike went back to the mansion, and quickly disappeared through the door.
After wiping his face, Huo Linfeng gathered his cloak and continued to wait. According to the order, the eldest is followed by the second, so should Rong Luoyun come out? After about a cup of tea, Duan Huaike successfully prayed for rain, and the rain became heavier.
His whole body was cold, his wound was stinging, and his right hand feebly let go of the rein. Huo Linfeng vaguely heard someone approaching, and his steps were quite brisk. Light and fast, could it be...
"Du Linfeng!"
When Lu Zhun appeared, he opened his mouth to call "Eucommia", but suddenly remembered that it was "Huo Linfeng", so he renamed him. He held an umbrella in one hand and a machete in the other, and there was an embroidered pillow print on his cheek.
Huo Linfeng raised his eyebrows contemptuously with an expression of "it really is you".
Hearing that the other party was making trouble, Lu Zhun threw off the bed and came, cold and sleepy, unable to withstand the power of new and old hatred. He sleeps like a dog, and wakes up like a bandit: "I haven't settled with you yet, you have delivered it yourself!"
Huo Linfeng asked: "What account?"
Lu Zhun replied: "Give me back the silver!" He was not like a gentleman like Duan Huaike, he stretched out his hand to pull the rein, and gestured at the opponent with a scimitar, "My four thousand taels, and the one thousand taels I won from the competition, a total of five thousand taels! "
So confident, Huo Linfeng asked again: "How did you get that money?"
Lu Zhun plausibly said: "That's my hard-earned hard-earned money!"
"..." Huo Linfeng was at a loss for words for a moment. Leaning forward and reaching out, he grabbed the money fan's lapel: "How about you robbing me of my wealth? What about the lives of twenty guards?" After saying that, he knocked Lu Zhun to the ground.
With his butt blooming, Lu Zhun fell hard into the puddle and lost his umbrella.
Huo Linfeng said with a slap in the face: "This general arrests you justifiably, detains you and tortures you, and confiscates all the gold and silver in the Golden Pavilion." Seeing the panic in the other party's eyes, he gave another sweet date, "But if you are sensible, Not only will I forgive you, but it is not a problem to reward you with a few thousand taels."
Lu Zhun got up: "I am sensible, and I have been very sensible since I was a child. Then give me a thousand taels first..."
Huo Linfeng sneered: "When will your second brother talk to me, and then come to ask for rewards, understand?" As for the moment, he stretched out his hand impatiently, "Give me the umbrella first."
Lu Zhun handed over the umbrella in a daze, and walked back in a daze. Do you want to persuade your second brother to take care of Huo Linfeng? Huo Linfeng is no longer a big disciple, and he will never go past him, so it shouldn't matter
As he walked and thought, Lu Zhun gradually moved away.
Huo Linfeng was so cold that he got off his horse and paced back and forth. When he walked two hundred steps, another one came. He waited patiently, and in the blink of an eye, he saw a petite figure, it was Diao Yuliang.
The child grows up in sleep, and it is very painful to be called. It's not like Duan Huaike is angry, nor is it like Lu Zhun is crazy, poking his head out of the iron door: "What are you doing here?"
Huo Linfeng smiled lowly: "Why doesn't the Fourth Palace Lord scold people?"
Difficult to sleep, Diao Yuliang curled his lips, he likes to play with Eucommia the most among all the disciples, but this is the result. "You sneaked into the Feifan Palace to investigate us, and I don't want to talk to you." He said, "Go away, and from now on, we will never interfere with each other."
Huo Linfeng asked: "Have I ever harmed you? Have I ever done anything wrong? Apart from secretly picking your lotus, have I done anything?" He dragged Diao Yuliang out, and the two of them squatted under the umbrella. You are enemies, why wait here in the rainy night?"
Diao Yuliang hesitated, "Then what do you want to do?"
Huo Linfeng said: "Is your second brother sad? Tell him to come out, I want to coax him."
Diao Yuliang replied: "The second brother was punished behind closed doors by the elder brother, and he didn't go out if he couldn't finish copying."
Punishment... Duan Huaike is really nothing if you are sad and sad. Huo Linfeng slandered secretly, and then settled for the next best thing: "I will come these few nights, if you can't wait for your second brother, then come out and tell me about his situation."
Isn't that a messenger girl? Diao Yuliang groaned: "I have the conditions...I'm going to the barracks to see."
Huo Linfeng agreed and reached an agreement on this. When the other party went back, it was dawn, and he rode directly back to the barracks for a surprise inspection. When he arrived at the camp, the soldiers got up in the morning and yawned, which made him sleepy.
In the tent, Du Zheng did not know when he came, with a food box, a medicine box and a suit of clothes. After re-cleaning the wound, changing clothes and eating, Huo Linfeng still went to practice upright.
Not long after, the western barracks shouted loudly.
The Eastern Uncommon Palace was similar, the disciples practiced on time, but no palace master showed up to supervise them. Duan Huaike slept in Zuishen Yazhu, Lu Zhun slept in Cangjin Pavilion, Diao Yuliang didn't even have the strength to go boating back to the center of the river, so he went to Wumingju to find Rong Luoyun to sleep.
Rong Luoyun patted the child on the back and asked, "Huo Linfeng is gone?"
Diao Yuliang hummed, and Rong Luoyun asked again: "How does he look, is he weak?"
Diao Yuliang closed his eyes and shook his head, grunting. Rong Luoyun was slightly relieved, he was so sleepy all night, turned over and looked for Duke Zhou.
After the rain, it cleared at the beginning, and then it cleared up, and the temperature climbed inch by inch.
General Huo is really a fine rider with iron, he can't help but change his medicine a few times, and he is alive and well. Busy in the barracks during the day, rest when it gets dark, and go directly to wait outside Bufan palace.
First night riding in the rain.
The second night was smarter, with water bags and hot cakes.
On the third night, I took the storybook with a lantern and read the touching story of Butcher Zhang and Widow Li all night.
The patrolling disciples were no strangers to it, but Huo Linfeng's late arrival still aroused people's concern. He neither sued nor expelled anyone, but when he thought of being led by General Saibei, he felt an unspeakable excitement.
At dusk on the fourth day, Zihao was dipped in ink, and Rong Luoyun finished the last stroke. After closing the door for many days, he finally finished copying fifty times. His back was sore, and he sank in the chair and let out a long sigh of relief.
After rolling up the paper, he padlocked and left the Nameless Residence.
Go to Zuishen Yazhu to find Duan Huaike, and Rong Luoyun presents his heart formula to show him. There was a thick stack of papers, and Duan Huaike patiently checked each article, word by word, to see if he wrote any words that scolded him again.
After checking that there was no mistake, he ordered Rong Luoyun to recite it again. Rong Luoyun recited it word for word, and finally he was able to leave.
He was heading towards the palace gate, it was hot these few days, and he wanted to go to Chaomulou to eat the brown sugar ice made by his mother-in-law. At dusk, the outer door was opened and a ray of afterglow penetrated, and the fire-like light rushed towards the face.
Rong Luoyun walked out and couldn't help looking at the sunset in the west.
Just at this moment, Huo Linfeng came on his horse, his heroic appearance set off by the setting sun, when he saw him, his stern eyebrows suddenly smiled, and he galloped over in a hurry. "Huh!" Huo Linfeng jumped off his horse and rushed to him in one breath.
"Are you willing to come see me?" Huo Linfeng asked expectantly.
Rong Luoyun rolled his eyes: "I'm just going to Chaomulou."
Huo Linfeng's expression froze, he didn't close his eyes for four days and three nights, thinking that it was finally time. He took a step back, took a step back, turned back suddenly after a few steps, and got back on the horse.
Pulling the reins, he whipped away without leaving a word.
Rong Luoyun raised his eyes and looked at the back. He should give up now, but he felt his chest swell again.
He walked slowly towards the long river. Halfway through the journey, the sun was setting and every house was lighting up the lamps. Passing by Luncha House, the entertainers followed the situation closely, talking about General Huo beheading Mohelu to deter the barbarians.
Rong Luoyun leaned on the window and listened for a while, and even threw a piece of silver after listening.
He is so wrong, he ignores the living General Huo and spends money to listen to other people's nagging.
Continue to walk towards the river, and it was already dark when we arrived at Chaomu Tower. Rong Luoyun felt strange, the scene was so lively, why was the door closed? He knocked hard and called out, "Mother-in-law?"
The door opened, and the old mother greeted him: "It's good that the son is here!"
When Rong Luoyun entered the building, he saw that the girls were eating fruit and drinking tea, but there was not a single guest. "Sister?" Looking at Rong Duanyu, "... Is it so difficult to do business?"
The old woman said angrily: "Oh! Then General Huo came suddenly and scared all the guests away!" She raised her hand and pointed, "Threatening to close the building for inspection, but staying in the upper room on the fourth floor, it's so difficult to provoke..."
Rong Luoyun's heart was in a mess, that person galloped away, did he actually come to Chaomu Building
Before his thoughts were settled, he was pushed upstairs by a group of girls. Climbing one step after another, just like the four hundred steps down the mountain, makes people sweat.
Finally outside the room, he hesitantly opened the door and entered.
Rong Luoyun walked into the small hall slowly, only to see Huo Linfeng falling asleep at the table. The room was silent, and only the other party's steady breathing was there.
He stopped by the table, looked down at that face, his eyes were blue, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and there was a deep tiredness between his brows. On the chin, there is a layer of light blue stubble, I don't know if it is prickly or not.
Suddenly, Huo Linfeng narrowed his eyes and looked at him in confusion.
As if he had been caught, he immediately turned around and wanted to leave.
Huo Linfeng reached out and grabbed Rong Luoyun with great strength, dragged him to his lap, and pressed him into his arms. Regardless of the pain in the wound, he hugged each other tightly with his arms around him.
"Don't go." He buried his head on the side of his neck and sighed, "...Xiao Rong."
Rong Luoyun's mind went blank...but his face turned red.