The Shenbi Hall was always quiet, but the movement at this moment pierced the sky.
There was no one outside the hall, who was attracted by the screams first and attached to listen outside the hall. One attracted two, two attracted a pair, and it didn't take long for the disciples to stand up.
The people were next to each other, crowded, and pressed against the doors and windows.
About the time it took to eat a cake, Diao Yuliang passed by holding a small umbrella, and hurried over when he saw this. He poked a spot to spy, and as soon as he stood still, he heard a long and shrill sound.
"Second brother?" He said in horror, "Second brother! What's wrong with you!"
No one answered, he scratched his head anxiously, and occasionally looked back to see Lu Zhun.
Lu Zhun was so eye-catching that he was wearing a bright red shirt bordered with gold thread. Ben went to rob the road in the face of the morning glow, but it rained halfway, so he had no choice but to return. He looked up and saw Diao Yuliang waving at him.
Ever since, the lord of the third palace, the lord of the fourth palace, and a group of disciples crowded together under the eaves. Everyone listened attentively to the movement, cries of pain and wailing, sometimes mixed with begging for mercy.
The rain came from time to time, and the shouts in the hall fluctuated.
In an instant, the sky was filled with thunder, and after the humming, the house became silent. Everyone was silent like cicadas, as if they heard a "Let's go", so they all stared at the door of the palace, looking like a flock of hungry chickens waiting to be fed rice.
After a while, the door opened a crack and slowly widened.
Rong Luoyun stood in the middle, with his wide sleeves swaying slightly, his hair was messy, and there was a bruise on his forehead. Lu Zhun and Diao Yuliang rushed over to help him, and asked him how he felt in fright.
"No problem." He murmured, "Take me back to Wumingju."
The two were fighting, Rong Luoyun could only move, and he moved a little bit to catch his breath. It took a lot of work to get out of the eaves, and at this speed, I am afraid it will not arrive until the end of the month.
Lu Zhun died in a hurry, and he bent down to carry Rong Luoyun on his back, while Diao Yuliang held up an umbrella beside him. The two walked across the Miao Cang Terrace and walked quickly after reaching the long street. Rong Luoyun leaned on the young man's shoulder, lowered his eyes and sighed softly.
Lu Zhun asked, "Second Brother, are you crying?"
Rong Luoyun shook his head: "Second brother is touched."
Diao Yuliang asked, "Why are you moved?"
Rong Luoyun said: "Brothers are like siblings, you will not deceive me." Just passing by Zuishen Yazhu, the door was closed, and Duan Huaike was retreating inside. Lu Zhun stopped suddenly, and said angrily, "This big brother is quiet."
The rain is drizzled, and the child's voice is loud and clear. Diao Yuliang roared in anger: "Duan Huaike! The second palace master was beaten to death by your father!" After the roar, he kicked the door.
Rong Luoyun couldn't help laughing, but when he smiled, his heart ached, so he could only bite his lip and endure it. After passing Qianji Hall, he glanced at the bamboo building, and the forced smile disappeared completely.
He was startled, and suddenly understood why Huo Linfeng was like that.
She hugged him suddenly, expressing that she was worried about gain and loss without beginning and end.
Dazed in a daze, I realized that the wind and rain had stopped suddenly, and it turned out that I had arrived at an unknown residence. Rong Luoyun was put on the bed and lay down softly. Lu Zhun and Diao Yuliang were very tired, so they separated to be next to him.
The three of them looked at the curtain side by side, sighing one after another.
Diao Yuliang was worried, he had slept for a long time, why didn't he grow taller? Lu Zhun was upset, he was dressed in red, and he came back disappointed.
Not to mention Rong Luoyun, he was still trapped by love.
He couldn't understand why Huo Linfeng pretended nothing happened
He has tasted the feeling of being cheated, and it is obviously more unbearable than pain, more difficult to suppress than pain.
whether…
The other party is giving him a chance, waiting for him to admit it
Rong Luoyun struggled to sit up, whether it was true or not, he should show his attitude. "Third, help me change my clothes." He ordered, "Fourth, help me prepare the car."
Not long after, the rain stopped quietly.
Rong Luoyun drove the pony carriage sickly, and wobbled out the door.
In the general's mansion, the sound of turning the pages of books lost the company of the sound of rain, and seemed a little lonely. Huo Linfeng leaned on the bedside to read the "Nie Jing", and hadn't moved or made a sound since returning home.
Du Zheng didn't dare to ask, so he had to send a plate of snacks for a while, and a bowl of milk for a while.
The master didn't eat or drink, he was so anxious as his housekeeper that he almost sent Rong Luoyun. He suddenly realized, took a feather duster and pretended to clean, and boldly asked: "Master, have you seen Rong Luoyun?"
Huo Linfeng blinked his eyes when he flicked the book, but didn't reply.
Du Zheng wondered, he got up early and was still in high spirits, but when he came back he was half dead, could it be that he was angry? He walked to the side of the bed and said earnestly: "Young master, it's okay to be wronged for a while, and you must not repeat the same mistakes in the future."
Huo Linfeng raised his eyes, as if hearing the details.
Du Zheng hesitated and said: "You can't bear to do the other cruel tricks, but you can always do it by letting him do it for a few days?"
Isn't that playing hard to get? Huo Linfeng annoyed: "Get out."
Throwing people away, he had already lost the desire to study, so he simply shared the room and put it down. Lying dry, playing with the gauze curtain, pulling the tassels hanging on it until they fall off.
At this time, someone knocked on the door, and Huo Linfeng lost his temper: "Get lost!"
The guard outside the door was stunned: "General... Rong Luoyun is asking to see you outside the mansion."
Huo Linfeng sat up suddenly: "Then what are you doing with the report? Let people in!" After the guards left, he put away his books and lay down again.
Fearing that she might not be chic enough, she loosened her skirt, and feared that it would not be meaningless enough, closed her eyes lightly, and worried that she might not be indifferent enough, shaking her calves.
A person who is usually tall and straight is forced to become this virtue by love.
Huo Linfeng waited, the cool wind blew through his chest, his eyelids were fighting, and his calf was faintly cramping... However, Rong Luoyun hadn't come yet. Could it be that he left angrily because he didn't take the initiative to greet him
After waiting for a while, he couldn't help but walk to the window and look around. There were only busy servants in the courtyard. He snapped his fingers to call Du Zheng, and he asked, "Where are you, why haven't you arrived yet?"
The message was passed down layer by layer, and when it came back, Du Zheng reported: "It seems to be hurt, I just dawdled in the small garden."
It was fine when we met in the morning, how could there be any injuries? Huo Linfeng left the house and the garden, walked out in stride, and found the small garden in one breath. Stop first, then fix your eyes, and then your breathing stagnates.
Under the crabapple tree, Rong Luoyun was dressed in red, with some petals stained on it.
Seeing him, the already slow pace faltered, hiding panic.
Huo Linfeng stepped closer, abandoning his chicness, and stopped when he got close to the other party, so he was not afraid. "Dress like you're going to get married." He opened his mouth, not to mention indifferent, "Are you coming to marry me?"
Rong Luoyun was so embarrassed that he wanted to bump into a tree, and said: "The third brother said that red is auspicious."
Huo Linfeng then asked: "Did the General's Mansion touch you? Why do you want to seek good luck?" The words were sharp and mean, and he bared his teeth and claws to cover up the grievance behind him.
However, after only stabbing at this sentence, the conversation suddenly changed: "How could you get hurt?"
Rong Luoyun replied: "Take your mind off during practice, Master will teach you a lesson."
Huo Linfeng asked a lot of questions: "What do you think about when you're distracted?" How do you want to lie to him next time, or do you want to capture the dragon formation and the flowing water formation? He muttered silently, while Rong Luoyun whispered, "... miss you."
It happened that the wind came and the flowers fell, and it was a scene that destroyed the mind.
Huo Linfeng leaned over to reach out, hugged Rong Luoyun horizontally, and returned to the main garden conspicuously all the way. The servant girl was dumbfounded, the boy was dumbfounded, and the gardener who watered them wet the cloth shoes.
Fortunately, Rong Luoyun was wearing red, so he couldn't see the dizzy expression on his face. Entering the bedroom, he was lightly placed on the bed, and when he saw the other party get up, he held on tightly. "Don't go." He looked up at Huo Linfeng, "I, I hurt all over."
Huo Linfeng asked, "Wipe some medicinal wine?"
Rong Luoyun nodded hastily, pulled the knot, lifted the lapel, and took off his robe obediently. After taking off only his inner clothes, he saw the other party sitting on the side of the couch, looking very refreshed.
"I'm fine," he said.
Huo Linfeng said "um" and called a servant.
It was only then that Rong Luoyun realized that he had held back in the morning and was holding back his anger right now. With a guilty conscience, he came here to ask for peace, so he said to the boy: "Don't bother, I'll take care of myself."
When the boy left, there were only the two of them in the room. He looked eagerly at the side of the couch, then silently rubbed the medicine, poured the cold medicinal wine into the palm of his hand, opened the corner of his clothes and applied it to his lower abdomen first.
At some point, the loose gauze curtain fell apart.
Huo Linfeng sat upright, like a grand lord who was promoted to judge the case, his eyes drifted to the prisoner.
Behind the hazy gauze curtain, the thing that made the mistake hangs its head, lifts up its clothes with one hand, and rubs its belly with the other. After rubbing the belly, pour some medicinal wine, poke into the front of the front and caress the shoulders, sometimes lightly, sometimes hard, hum when itches, and hum when it hurts.
After wiping the front, Rong Luoyun rolled up his trouser legs and began to wipe the scars on his legs. His knees turned blue, and he rubbed vigorously, curling up his toes because of the pain.
As he moved his hands, he couldn't help turning his head to the side, quietly aiming at the couch.
Huo Linfeng closed his eyes suddenly, almost being hit, which made his heart pound. After a while, he opened his eyes and looked over, the man had already wiped his legs.
He was twisting, rubbing his waist with his clothes half-faded.
He thought he was staring coldly, but he didn't know that his eyes were on fire. Taking a deep breath, the smell of medicine filled the nostrils, like a strong incense.
Without realizing it, Rong Luoyun wiped the medicine with his backhand, and soon became exhausted. He couldn't help but wonder, what should he do after wiping? Won't you drive him away? No, wouldn't that be a waste of time...
He lifted the tulle, clutched the medicine bottle tightly and got off the bed.
Step by step, he walked to the side of the couch, stood stiffly, and mustered up the courage to hand over the medicine bottle. "I can't reach my back, please help me." Rong Luoyun said, as if he was thin-skinned and begging for help.
Huo Linfeng caught it: "Turn around."
Rong Luoyun listened to the order and turned around, suddenly his back felt hot, and Huo Linfeng's palm stuck into his clothes. The palm was moist and warm, it climbed up the waist, and gradually rubbed it to the back of the heart.
He is like a lynx that has been brushed, his body is tense and he dare not move.
Spreading to the shoulder blade, Huo Linfeng touched dense scars, all of which were swollen. Duan is really heartless, just distracted, and taught people like this.
He asked, "How did you fight?"
Unexpectedly, the other party took the initiative to speak, Rong Luoyun hurriedly replied: "It's the cane!"
Huo Linfeng frowned, as if he was amused. Pour some more medicinal wine to heat it up, rub the large marks carefully, he pulled out his hand: "Okay." After saying that, Rong Luoyun didn't move, so he repeated, "It's finished."
After a while of silence, Rong Luoyun whispered, "There are more."
Then she took off her pants slowly, revealing two small and round buttocks.
The newly changed small table was almost smashed to pieces by Huo Linfeng again. He had no choice but to stare naked when he was close in front of his eyes, and he had no choice but to rub it tiredly when people begged him.
Medicinal wine was poured on the palm of his hand, and he covered the ball with one hand, rubbing it two or three times until it was wet and shiny. Anyway, he is a person who has experienced many battles, how can he not see the tricks in front of him, this is a shameless way to seduce him!
Huo Linfeng looked at his nose, nose, and heart, and he became 120% concentrated.
The movement was perfunctory, and he stopped after rubbing twice, and looked away to look at the fruit plate on the table. Unexpectedly, while he was holding his palms still, Rong Luoyun tiptoed lightly and rubbed his buttocks against his palms!
For a moment, for a moment, he couldn't calm down even looking at the peaches on the plate.
Huo Linfeng stretched out his hand and hooked him, dragging him back into his arms.
He wants to settle the score carefully, first he will lie to others without changing his face, and make up nonsense in a serious manner, that's all, he just pretends not to be pampered. It's nothing to come here voluntarily, the pitiful appearance, the aggrieved virtue, it is obvious that he came to admit his mistake when he learned that he had been exposed.
He was dressed in red and took it off when he went to bed.
Rub yourself a medicine, humming and chirping.
In the end, he confessed his mistake without uttering a single word, but shook his ass in a wicked way! Huo Linfeng counted the piles in detail, tightened his grip, and hugged him firmly. That Duan gave a hands-on lesson, and he came to teach this provocative thing verbally.
Suddenly, Rong Luoyun said timidly, "I'm sorry."
...Thousands of words were held in his throat, Huo Lin risked his breath, chewed the words and swallowed them, and he almost blocked the Buddha again.
One thing surrenders one thing, he has been victorious for twenty-three years, should he surrender
Rong Luoyun said again: "I'm sorry..."
General Huo choked with hatred: "—it doesn't matter."