Rong Luoyun asked, "Why are you apologizing?"
Huo Linfeng replied: "I apologize for doing something wrong."
Rong Luoyun was obviously taken aback. They got along day and night these two days, what did the other party do wrong? Tired of lifting his neck, he dragged Huo Linfeng to the side and sat down, looked straight at him and asked, "What's wrong?"
A huge mistake, a huge mistake, has been wrong for seventeen years.
Huo Linfeng stared at the air without saying a word, Rong Luoyun shook his shoulder, shook his arm, and asked more and more curiously. How should he open his mouth and tell the other party that your parents died in the Liao-Liao desert.
Died at the hands of his father...
Once admitted, the relationship between them will completely change.
"This is a mistake," Huo Linfeng said, unable to hide his deep hesitation and confusion. He turned his face to meet Rong Luoyun's eyes, as if a knife was on his neck, "I'll tell you later."
Rong Luoyun was very curious: "After cleansing?"
With a single sentence, Huo Linfeng was pushed to the cliff with great force. He forced himself to laugh and said, "That's too urgent, let's wait later."
Rong Luoyun asked: "Have you had breakfast?"
Huo Linfeng said, "Are you bargaining for something?"
Rong Luoyun laughed, he was really curious just now, and a few words have turned into relief. Thirsty, he stepped on the carpet barefoot, went to the table to drink herbal tea. When I raised my eyes, I happened to see the portrait hanging on the wall, hanging like this, with the words "My Love" written on it, and I was not afraid of seeing it when the servants cleaned it.
He admired the painting with his eyes, and moved his lips to remind: "I'll be back to the Extraordinary Palace in a while, I guess we'll talk about the mistake next time we meet." After drinking the tea, he reached out to put the cup back on the small table, but suddenly he heard panicked and hasty footsteps behind him .
Rong Luoyun's waist was suddenly strangled, and he staggered for half a step. He let go of his hand and dropped the small porcelain cup. He let out an exclamation, watching the tiles splash, and at the same time firmly embedded in Huo Linfeng's arms.
The iron arms became tighter and tighter, until he couldn't breathe. He didn't understand what it meant, he just felt that his lungs would be emptied by this hug, if it was like this, he would have to use the breath lock formula.
Huo Linfeng rubbed his chin against him, as if he was begging for favor from a hunter. He couldn't move, so he could only let himself be slaughtered and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Huo Linfeng said: "Don't go, don't leave me."
The voice was deep and deep, almost without any impurity in the tone, it was all pleading. If it was an ordinary gesture of provoking pity, Rong Luoyun's heart would be so soft that it would be hard to say how long he would stay.
However, Huo Linfeng was really abnormal, it seemed that something would happen the moment he left.
Rong Luoyun recalled this morning, the bed beside him was so cold, it was obvious that there was no one there for half the night. Standing in the room, Huo Linfeng mentioned the third prince without concealment, and guessed his identity.
And what is the so-called wrong thing
He had some palpitations and a lot of confusion, but he lacked the soft heart he should have at this moment. "I'll wait until dusk." He realized that this answer was like a kind of persecution, "I must return to the extraordinary palace by then."
After a long silence, Huo Linfeng replied, "Okay."
He slowly let go of his hand, took two steps back, turned around and walked out of the house. He walked out of the hall door and called Du Zheng to serve him, but he froze, and then sat on the steps in front of the hall door.
The head of the family does not wash and change clothes, but sits withered in a silk robe.
Huo Linfeng looked up at the sky, it was blue and cloudless, and the sun was like a glowing orange. I don't know where those soul-blessing lamps have gone, whether Rong Luoyun's parents and younger brother heard what they said last night.
If Tang Zhen and his wife heard about "the son of the Marquis of Dingbei", they might give Rong Luoyun a dream tonight.
Therefore, he can't delay for too long, and the Huo family must admit the wrong things they did as soon as possible. He couldn't help looking at the sun again, and when the dusk fell, he would tell everything.
Huo Linfeng took a deep breath for a moment, stood up quickly, and strode back into the room.
The bedroom was tinkling, Rong Luoyun and Du Zheng squatted on the ground, picking up broken porcelain facing their faces. "What's wrong with your young master?" Rong Luoyun asked, "He was not normal this morning."
Du Zheng asked, "Why is it abnormal?"
Rong Luoyun replied: "I said go, but he refused, and even hugged me like a madman."
Du Zheng heard it: "Hey, don't be complacent!"
Rong Luoyun thought to himself, where is he proud of? Getting closer, he whispered, "You know, last night we went to light the lanterns. Could there be something unclean by the river that got on him?"
Du Zheng stared, and moved closer: "Did you mention the young master to your parents?"
Not only mentioned it, but also bluntly said that the two of them would break their sleeves, Rong Luoyun felt ashamed just thinking about it. Du Zheng slapped his thigh fiercely, and suddenly realized: "Your parents must have looked for the young master last night, dreamed and interrogated whether the young master is sincere to you."
Rong Luoyun was stunned, no wonder, he just said he wanted to leave and then reacted like that, did he make his parents believe it? Alas, his parents are also like this, just found out that this is the case, how to scare people...
After muttering for a while, he got up and turned around, and saw Huo Linfeng leaning against the door frame with his elbows folded.
The two looked at each other, and each quietly looked at each other, both wanting to say something as if nothing had happened.
"You..." Qiqi said.
Huo Linfeng smiled and pursed his lips to signal Rong Luoyun to speak first. Rong Luoyun said: "Is it time for you to shave your stubble?" Rubbing against him at that moment was a bit irritating.
Huo Linfeng took advantage of the situation: "Then I will trouble you."
The two sat in front of the mirror, wiped the two faces with a cloth towel, and put on some fragrant soap after wiping. Rong Luoyun raised Huo Linfeng's chin with his left hand, pinched a thin blade with his right hand, and carefully shaved off a layer of stubble. Huo Linfeng made it for him again, he raised his chin and squinted at the other party.
He asked: "Will you form an alliance with the third prince?"
Huo Linfeng said with a smile: "Only when two parties are equal can they form an alliance. The only thing that can be said between a courtier and a prince is loyalty." Once he agrees, then he needs to support the third prince and become one of his wings.
Rong Luoyun asked again: "Then will you agree?"
Huo Linfeng asked back: "What do you think I should do?"
Rong Luoyun shook his head, he never hesitated, and from the beginning to the end he was unwilling to agree to Huo Linfeng. Firstly, the Huo family never exercised power; secondly, it was difficult for Huo Linfeng to return to Saibei, because the emperor was already afraid, and a little carelessness would lead to disaster; thirdly, the world needed a wise king, and he couldn't be sure that the third prince was it.
In short, this is a big matter that needs to be considered carefully.
After shaving and changing clothes, I went to the small hall, where breakfast was served. While eating, Rong Luoyun thought, he had visited the General's Mansion in the past two days, seeing every corner, and he didn't know how to pass the time.
So he asked, "What are you going to do today?"
Huo Linfeng drank the porridge: "I don't know." After drinking, he wiped his mouth and glanced at the sunlight outside. He coveted it for a long time, and asked slowly: "Xiao Rong, can you give me another painting?"
After eating, they stayed in the small hall, laying out pens, ink, paper and inkstone. After the screen retreated, Huo Linfeng studied ink himself. It was a bit rare for a person on the battlefield to do the job of a book boy.
Rong Luoyun looked at it curiously, playing with a purple hair between his fingers, and when the sun shone, he threw himself on the rice paper lazily, and changed to lying on his stomach to look rare. He asked, "What do you want Ben Miaoshou to draw?"
Huo Linfeng replied: "You."
He was taken aback: "What's wrong with me? What did I draw?"
Huo Linfeng replied again: "Draw you."
Rong Luoyun sat up straight, drawing him? I have seen those who paint landscapes, figures, flowers, birds and animals, but I have not seen those who paint themselves. He put down his pen to strike, and began to eat beans with a lacquer box in his hand, as if he refused to cooperate.
After grinding the ink, Huo Linfeng said: "I want to have a portrait of you, frame it and hang it next to mine, and have a companion." If you draw well, I won’t bother you, I’m afraid you will call it exorcising evil after finishing the painting.”
Rong Luoyun sneered, it was really embarrassing to say such an embarrassing reason. He had already agreed in his heart, but he wanted to take advantage of being pampered: "When the time comes, you only look at the portrait and don't look at me, what should you do?"
Huo Linfeng smiled lowly: "Although you are good at painting, your paintings are still not as good-looking as your real life. I will quench my thirst with paintings when I really can't see you."
Rong Luoyun used to not understand why the girls in Chaomulou always listened to men's nonsense after being in love for a long time. Now he understands that sweet words can really make people dizzy, so he picks up his pen and dips his ink in a daze, and forgets to ask—how can he really not see it
The tip of the purple hair was about to touch Bai Xuan, and he asked, "What does the painting look like?"
Huo Linfeng's mind was chaotic, those voices and smiles were the same, but there were thousands of scenes. Wearing a crown, wearing a ponytail, smiling or frowning, it is impossible to pick a favorite.
After dawdling for a while, he chose the time when he first met Rong Luoyun.
During this time of thinking, Rong Luoyun stuffed the pen to him, and changed his mind: "You should draw, I want you to draw." He emphasized the point in a low voice, "I will help you, and then you write those words .”
Huo Linfeng pretended to be stupid: "What word?"
Rong Luoyun said: "...you love Luoyun."
He stood in front of Huo Linfeng, holding pens together, and sketched the outline on the paper. Moon-white gauze gown with a silver silk crown, face as sinking as water, eyes as bright as stars. This is Huo Linfeng's perspective. He glanced at it hastily at that time, and then chased after him feverishly.
Who would have thought at that time that they would raise their eyebrows now.
At this moment, it is difficult to predict where it will evolve in the future.
The portrait was gradually finished, Rong Luoyun let go of his hand, and obediently moved aside. Huo Linfeng held the pen alone, pressed a corner when the ink was half dry, and wrote four words: I love Luoyun.
After writing, I turned my face away, and saw that my love clasped his hands together, chanting words in his mouth. Rong Luoyun was sending a message to his parents, this is the person he identified, he is amiable and trustworthy, don't scare him anymore.
Huo Linfeng called for Du Zheng, ordered the painting to be framed, and whispered at the same time.
Rong Luoyun didn't pay attention, and waited for the person to leave, and said, "I want a box of chess pieces." The left and right papers and pens have not been collected, so it is better to study and study the attack.
The two moved down the corridor, Huo Linfeng held a box of chess pieces, and Rong Luoyun leaned over the railing to draw a diagram. Draw a point, throw a ball, use the square yard as a plate, and drop the balls to form a dot matrix.
The servants quickly backed away and gathered together as if watching the scene. The scorching sun above the head was like a fire, and each chess piece shone with a bean-sized crystal light, connecting into one piece. Rong Luoyun ran down, picked up eight in the southeast corner, and threw them towards the center.
"This is the first change, General Huo, you have to remember it." He showed his bright eyes and teeth under the sun, "If I'm not here, no one will remind me if I forget."
Huo Linfeng stood upright on the steps and nodded.
If the other party is not there, it sounds like a prophecy.
Rong Luoyun moved between the formations, picking up the pieces and dropping them, turning the formation into flowers. The servants were fascinated by it, and after Du Zheng came back, he stood beside the tree and exaggeratedly applauded.
With the last change, the entire formation returned to its original state, in a semi-enclosed state.
Rong Luoyun said: "The middle part is the elite underwater soldiers, and the surrounding is the sailors on the ship. The master and the assistant are in harmony." Before he could finish speaking, he hurriedly stopped, looked around and changed his words, "Linfeng, call them Go inside."
Huo Linfeng said: "You tell me, they will also obey you."
This is tantamount to declaring equal status, Rong Luoyun tried: "Go back to the house." After finishing speaking, the maids and servants went back to the servant's room one after another, and Du Zheng rushed into the main hall.
After all the others had left, he looked at Huo Linfeng and said, "The Xijiao Formation is a set of formations developed by myself. It is unique. The previous formations of capturing dragons and flowing clouds and flowing water were actually not created by me."
"I lied to you and said it was taught by my master, but later I played it sloppy and said that I liked it since childhood." He took a few steps closer, "Actually my father taught it, even though I was only five years old."
Huo Linfeng's heart skipped a beat, he didn't know what kind of expression to put on.
Rong Luoyun said enthusiastically: "My father is proficient in strange arts, and he once wrote a strange book called "Nie Jing". It took a whole year to write that book, from the day he was born until he was one year old Only on the birthday.
When fleeing for his life seventeen years ago, in order not to reveal his identity, Tang Zhen did not give him the book. Unexpectedly, the parents were in distress, and the whereabouts of the book could not be found. His interest faded and he smiled regretfully.
At this moment, Huo Linfeng asked, "Is there a note in the book?"
Rong Luoyun showed surprise on his face: "How do you know?" He ran to the steps and looked up at the other person slightly, "It was a rainy night when "Nie Jing" was completed, and my father wrote a small jasmine note in it, for My birthday present."
He still remembers the words on the note: "If you want to weave Shu brocade robes, you get ramie clothes. You can't pick them up, and you should use them as wages."
Huo Linfeng suddenly laughed: "Gift to the child in the rainy night..."
He once thought that the child had been reincarnated, and he was willing to dedicate the virtues of this life to accumulate blessings for the child, wishing him happiness in the next life. Unexpectedly, good luck tricks people, they have already met in this life.
Rong Luoyun looked at him in disbelief: "Why do you know? Why?!"
Huo Linfeng said: "Not only do I know, I have been occupying your things all the time." He turned his head, protruding veins and shouted into the hall, "Du Zheng!"
With a flurry of footsteps, Du Zheng fetched the book and handed it to Rong Luoyun in a stumbling manner.
Rong Luoyun's eyes widened, he stared at the word "Nie Jing" and suddenly froze, reached out to take it, and opened the first page tremblingly. The little jasmine note was stuck inside, and the blood had dried up for more than ten years, covering his original name.
Why is this book in Huo Linfeng's place
He looked up, his heart beating faster.
Huo Linfeng said: "Because your parents fled to Saibei seventeen years ago." He promised that he would never lie to Rong Luoyun again. Besides, there is no impenetrable wall in the world, and before the gust of wind came, he would push it down neatly and resolutely.
"The person who took your parents' lives in the end was not Chen Ruoyin's subordinates." He said, "It was my father, Huo Zhao."
I finally confessed my mistake seventeen years ago.
Is it all coming to an end
So fast, even dusk did not wait.
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Volume 2: Vertical and Horizontal