The guard came to report: "General, Rong Luoyun has gone to Chaomu Building."
Huo Linfeng said: "Stay in the dark until he returns to the Uncommon Palace unharmed." After giving the order, he waved his hand, and the guard left, and there was no one else in the courtyard.
The opera array has not yet been collected, and the array map smells like ink, and the sun is still so bright. For half an hour, nothing changed, except Rong Luoyun left.
Hearing what he said clearly, he took two steps back and turned around, and left.
Huo Linfeng sat on the threshold and called out, "Du Zheng, bring a pot of tea."
He has a sore throat, probably because he talked too much, the hidden scene, the backlog of past events, all of them have been recruited just now. It was sunny or cloudy at that time, how urgent the secret decree came, how many personal guards were there to arrest him, and even what color shirt Tang Zhen was wearing and what kind of jade hairpin Mrs. Tang was wearing, they all explained clearly.
Not a single sentence is unclear, so careful that people have to believe it.
When the tea was brought, he caught it and drank it from the spout until not a single drop was left. Du Zheng squatted aside and said, "Young master, you can eat things indiscriminately, but you can't make jokes indiscriminately."
Huo Linfeng turned his face suddenly: "Do I seem to be joking?" Who would make such a joke by accusing his own father and hurting the heart of his beloved
Du Zheng showed concern: "Ke Rong Luoyun doesn't know, why bother to tell him?"
Huo Linfeng became furious and smashed the teapot: "My father killed his parents, wiped his neck with a long sword, and killed two people!"
He grabbed the other person's clothes: "It's been a fluke for seventeen years, but now it's for my own selfish desire, knowing the truth but continuing to hide it? If I do that, how is it different from a beast?!"
Du Zheng trembled in horror: "But...but what if he seeks revenge..."
Huo Linfeng let go of his hand: "It's very easy!"
"He doesn't like to kill the son of his father's enemy. I admit it. He broke up with me from now on. I also admit that he raised his sword to seek revenge. I will stand upright and pay my father's debt and my life!"
Du Zheng fell to the ground and began to cry, tears falling down patter.
Huo Linfeng staggered and stood up while supporting the door frame. The courtyard was full of sunshine, but at this moment, it felt deserted, just like Rong Luoyun's eyes before leaving.
The man didn't utter a word, he only took two steps back as if evading, and finally walked away quietly.
His voice was hoarse: "Cry, you should be sad for me."
Du Zheng asked: "Master, can it be redeemed?"
redeem? Say all the sour words to deceive people like before, and promise again and again? Running around outside the Bufan palace all night without sleep, stalking and begging for forgiveness
Huo Linfeng smiled helplessly: "I don't have that face anymore."
He picked up the chess pieces, took away the paper and ink, and the yard was as clean as if nothing had happened. At this time, the sun was setting to the west, and finally it was dusk.
Along the long river, there is an endless stream of people outside the Chaomu Tower, and it is time to attract customers before nightfall. Quenchai smiled, saw a familiar figure in a flash, and immediately greeted him affectionately.
Rong Luoyun, on the other hand, had no expression on his face, and went upstairs, looking for an empty seat on his own. He sat in a daze, the noise around him didn't catch his ears, and the singing and dancing on stage didn't catch his eyes.
Qing Guan saluted to him, Jiao Ren passed by and winked at him, servant girls brought tea, and servants served vegetables, no one could break his daze at the moment. It wasn't until Rong Duanyu came up with her skirt in hand, and touched the back of his head with her plain hand, that she made him move slightly.
Rong Luoyun said softly: "Sister, I want to drink."
Rong Duanyu personally brought a pot and filled a cup. Rong Luoyun raised his neck and drank it all, the hot white wine burned all the way, rolling from his throat into his spleen and stomach. He took down the wine jug and poured it for himself. The second cup, the third cup... drank the entire jug of wine.
"One more pot," he said.
Rong Duanyu saw the clue: "What happened to you today?"
Rong Luoyun acted like a temper: "One more pot!" When the wine was served, he drank it from the mouth of the pot and drank it all in one gulp. "Sister." He asked in a low voice, "Do you miss your parents?"
Rong Duanyu was startled, misunderstood that Rong Luoyun was missing his parents. She was aroused by sad things, but she couldn't say anything in front of everyone, so she could only pat the other person on the shoulder.
Rong Luoyun gave a wry smile, and after the smile faded, he said, "Is there only a jug in Chaomu Tower? Bring me the jug."
As soon as the wine jar arrived, he jumped up holding the mouth of the jar, and landed lightly on the railing on the second floor. Leaning back against the pillar, with a half-drunk posture, he held the wine jar and poured it into his mouth.
He drank the entire jar, his slight drunkenness turned into a big drunkenness, and a golden star appeared in his eyes when he opened and closed.
In the twinkling starlight, there was a looming figure, it was Huo Linfeng.
What is Huo Linfeng doing? What nonsense are you going to tell him? Isn't it enough to make up a bloody feud
Rong Luoyun half-closed his eyes, a layer of bright tears covered his eyes, condensed into a drop, hanging precariously on his eyelids. "Father, mother." He seemed to be talking in his sleep, but he was extremely cautious, "He's lying to me, isn't he?"
For seventeen years, he has never suspected the death of his parents, and now he is told that the murderer is someone else
Marquis of Dingbei... Huo Zhao... How could the person who killed his parents be Huo Linfeng's father? !
Rong Luoyun got up leaning on the railing, staggered along the corridor, snatched a wine jug, snatched a wine jar, and drank as he walked. Go to the stairs, pick up the steps, and stop at the corner where there is no one.
He looked up and said, "Be careful this time, don't bump into me."
Sitting on the steps, Gudong murmured: "If you deliberately drop the veil again, I will definitely not return it if I find it."
Rong Luoyun talked to himself, drank a few sips of wine after saying a few words, and held the jar in a daze after drinking it all. He was so drunk that he finally closed his eyes and bowed his head, buried his face in the mouth of the altar and fell asleep.
At about Mo Yinshi, he was carried back to the upper room on the fourth floor, drunk as a puddle of mud.
After sleeping until noon, Rong Luoyun was dizzy when he woke up, and his mind was still not clear. With a creak, Rong Duanyu came in with hangover soup, stopped by the bed and looked down at him.
He lay still and called "sister" in a daze.
Rong Duanyu sat down: "I'm so drunk that I'm frightened." Stirring the soup in the bowl, he reprimanded softly, "I've never seen you like this before, what's wrong with you, why do you want to make yourself so uncomfortable?" Embarrassed."
Rong Luoyun couldn't get over his drunkenness: "Sister, do you miss your parents?"
It was this question again, Rong Duanyu shook his head: "I don't want to. If I keep thinking about it, I can't live my life." She looked at the other party and guessed, "Are you worrying about revenge?"
Rong Luoyun reacted so violently that he sat up abruptly and knocked over the bowl of hangover soup. "That's right, I'm worried about revenge." He clasped Rong Duanyu's shoulders, his tone crazy, "Sister, do you know? It turns out that the murderer who killed my parents was someone else."
Rong Duanyu struggled to get up: "You're drunk, I'll cook another bowl."
The other party walked out, Rong Luoyun turned his head to look at it, and said, "Huo Zhao killed it." With just this sentence, Rong Duanyu stopped turning his head and looked at him in astonishment.
He suddenly smiled: "Huo Linfeng himself admitted that Huo Zhao killed him!"
Rong Luoyun narrated intermittently, slurred and confused because of drunkenness. All the words were said by Huo Linfeng yesterday. He originally thought that he could forget them when he was drunk, but he didn't expect to remember them so clearly.
"Sister, I'm not filial." He suddenly became sobbing, "I'm sorry to my parents."
Rong Duanyu asked anxiously, "What does it have to do with you?"
Rong Luoyun said: "It's been a long time... I like Huo Linfeng."
The astonishment hadn't faded away, but the blood on Rong Duanyu's face faded completely, she opened and closed her lips, she was too shocked to say a word. What does "like" mean? What kind of "like" is it? !
Rong Luoyun lowered his head, his expression was like a fool, and he was rambling about what he was talking about. He was greatly stimulated, at that time he was calm and calm, but after pouring a few jars of wine and speaking a few words, he suddenly had an attack.
He got out of bed barefoot, went to the couch and opened the window.
He wanted to go to the river, so he simply flew down.
Rong Duanyu screamed, and there was a mess outside Chaomu Building.
After half a stick of incense, a bodyguard galloped into the barracks and went straight to the general's tent.
Standing in front of the sand table map, Huo Linfeng had always been reported by his superiors and other subordinates, but he couldn't wait, so he raised his eyes and asked, "Has Rong Luoyun returned to the Uncommon Palace?"
The guard cupped his fists: "He... jumped off the building."
"What?!" Huo Lin drew his sword riskily, "Speak clearly!"
The guard hurriedly said: "Rong Luoyun didn't leave last night and only showed up in the afternoon. Who knew he jumped from the Chaomu Building." Seeing that the general was going to eat people, he took half a step back and added, "He didn't want to die, but he jumped off like crazy. Running to the river bank behind the building, the whole person soaked in the river talking to himself."
Huo Linfeng asked: "Is he injured?!"
The guard replied: "Because of being barefoot, I only have a few scratches on my feet."
Huo Linfeng paced back and forth in distress, his mind full of the scene described by the other party. Such a character who is arrogant and deceitful, drunk, crazy, jumped from the building in the blue sky, and ran into the river with bare feet, and the people who were washing clothes and rowing by the river, how should I point him
He couldn't bear to think about it anymore, and ordered: "Go to Bufan Palace to find Lu Zhun and Diao Yuliang, and let them take Rong Luoyun back as soon as possible."
The guards took the order to do it, and as soon as they got out of the camp, they bumped into Du Zheng. Du Zheng came in with a big box and a small box, took a look at his master's expression, and put it down beside the table in silence.
Huo Linfeng was upset: "What are you doing here, go back."
Du Zheng said: "I guess the young master didn't eat, so he brought some food." He opened the food box, and there was a brocade box next to the food box, "The picture is framed, so I brought it here."
Huo Linfeng's heart tightened, and the few steps he walked to the table were even more heart-wrenching. He opened the brocade box and held up the scroll. After unfolding, it was the portrait he and Rong Luoyun completed together. This painting was cheated by him, and he had anticipated this moment when he painted it, and wanted to keep it as a thought for himself.
Du Zheng asked: "The young master is worried, why don't you look at him personally?"
Huo Linfeng said: "He is crazy now, if I show up, I will force him to death."
Rong Luoyun said that he wanted to take revenge and convert to Buddhism, which meant that he had been living for revenge. Unexpectedly, when he met Huo Linfeng, he was provoked, his heart was moved and his nature changed, and his conversion to Buddhism turned into accompanying the other party to disarm and return to the field.
Even more unexpected, the one he likes is actually the son of the enemy.
No one can tell if this is love or evil fate, I'm afraid that just thinking about it for a moment is already heartbreaking. Holding the scroll tightly in his hand, Huo Linfeng walked out of the tent and walked all the way to Yingkou.
He just stood there, motionless.
After a long time, a small carriage drove up in the distance, quite familiar.
Getting closer, he could clearly see that the driver was Diao Yuliang, and the one in the car...was Rong Luoyun who picked him up
Huo Linfeng took two steps forward, staring straight at the car body, getting closer and closer, the carriage was about to pass outside the camp, Diao Yuliang even waved at him. He stared at the half-closed window, asked questions but dared not make a sound, and swallowed it as a missed lunch.
Just at this moment, a gust of wind pushed the small window open.
In front of the car dealership, he caught a glimpse of the man's face.
She loves to say "kill you", and right now she should say "kill you", but Rong Luoyun sat in the car silently. I saw that he had a look of hatred and tears streaming down his face.
Huo Linfeng watched the carriage pass by, but still did not move.
Are they over
The resentment is still hard to get rid of...until death.
The author has something to say: Xiao Rong seemed to have won a lottery when he called for another pot