It was dark at night, and the foot of Lengsang Mountain was completely dark, except for the lights in the military camp. When the deputy lieutenant came to check, the soldiers on duty were all in high spirits, and no one noticed that the general had left the account.
For five whole days, Huo Linfeng did not return to the General's Mansion, and stayed in the barracks for food and lodging. At this moment, he was neatly dressed, wearing a black uniform, which was very low-key. When he arrived at Yingkou, the deputy lieutenant greeted him with cupped fists: "General, you want to go out?"
Huo Linfeng said "hmm": "Don't worry about me, just do your job well."
Everyone nodded: "Yes—"
Before finishing a single word, the general had disappeared, and the lieutenant rushed out of the camp, but there was only darkness around him, and nothing else could be seen at all.
The dragon was invisible, and Huo Linfeng didn't know where he was flying, so he just kept heading east. After seven or eight miles, the high wall of the extraordinary palace was looming, so he stopped and changed direction.
Climb to Lengsang Mountain, the mountain is dark, and the bushes and thorns are very entangled, and the clothes hang out from time to time. Huo Linfeng ran out of patience, picked it up and tucked it into his waistband, and accelerated up the mountain.
When the climb is high enough, go around to the back of Bufan Palace, and you can see Wumingju in the distance. He found an old tree and jumped on it, cut off the branches and leaves that blocked his sight, and then looked down at the other garden silently and intently.
Different from usual, tonight's Wumingju is brightly lit, even the gravel in the courtyard can be seen.
Only the roof can be seen from several houses, and the eaves are already blind spots, let alone other places in the house.
General Huo trained soldiers all day long, and when he was supposed to rest in bed, he started working as a spy. He hugged his elbows, his eyes lingered and turned within the visible range, feeling more and more uneasy.
It was so bright, how could Rong Luoyun fall asleep
I haven't left the Uncommon Palace for five days, how's my mood
He was thinking secretly, when he saw a figure entering the garden, he could tell it was Diao Yuliang by his length. The child was holding a bowl, walking cautiously, could it be soup and medicine
Huo Linfeng was puzzled, and peeled off a piece of bark from his hand.
Diao Yuliang walked under the eaves, but was out of sight, and when he reappeared, he was carrying his things in his pockets, looking extremely dejected. A moment later, a blue figure walked out, and it turned out that Lu Zhun was also there.
Huo Linfeng stared at a pair of sharp eyes, like an eagle, imagining Rong Luoyun's situation with the posture of others. At this time the third person appeared, tall and big, it was Duan Huaike who was originally in retreat. There was a thump in his heart, causing Duan Huaike to come out of seclusion. Rong Luoyun must be sick.
The three palace masters wandered in Wumingju, going in and out from time to time, tossing until late at night.
At first Diao Yuliang was discouraged and contagious like a plague. Duan Huaike and Lu Zhun also shook their heads again and again.
Huo Linfeng shook the tree with his iron palm, seeing the three of them walking out together, they left without leaving anyone behind. What kind of world is this? Those who wish to fly over can only peek secretly, but those who are upright have no effect.
It was a hundred-year-old tree, and he was tortured to the point where the birds in the nest couldn't help but twitter and curse.
Suddenly, the bright corridor went dark, someone blew out the candle, and then it was dark again, and the gauze lamps in the corridor were extinguished one after another. Then there are halls and bedrooms, the whole nameless residence seems to be completely empty and completely dark.
Huo Linfeng blinked and opened his eyes for a long time, only now did he feel the soreness in his eyes. After blinking, he stared at the boundless darkness, and the candles in the extraordinary palace flickered, and he could no longer see anything.
He leaned against the tree and thought, did Rong Luoyun rest
The night is as cold as water, is the quilt tightly covered
Are the tanks and carps outside the house, the lanterns and kites inside the house, and all the objects connected to them destroyed this time
Huo Linfeng jumped to the ground, thinking about what to do, and slowly went down the mountain.
In the early morning of the next day, when the horn blew at Mao Shi, Huo Linfeng woke up hearing the sound. He dreamed of Tang Zhen and his wife being killed, and his pajamas were soaked in cold sweat, and it took him a while to regain his senses.
Just about to change clothes, a figure jumped in, it was Diao Yuliang.
"Fourth Palace Master?" Huo Linfeng said in surprise, "Why are you here?"
Diao Yuliang's eyes turned blue, obviously he hadn't slept all night. Sure enough, he didn't treat himself as an outsider, took off his shoes, got on the bed, and said, "I'll borrow your tent to make up for sleep."
Huo Linfeng had a bunch of questions waiting: "Don't sleep yet, how is your second brother doing?"
Diao Yuliang slapped the couch hard, with a mournful face: "Don't mention it! The second brother must have been murdered by the gangster!" He sat up and said in a serious manner, "I heard from the boy in Chaomulou that the second brother was drunk six days ago and sat alone on the stairs. At the corner, I buried my face in the wine jar and tried to drown myself!"
Huo Linfeng froze suddenly: "Really?"
Diao Yuliang said: "I didn't believe it at first, but after the second brother woke up, he jumped off the building, jumped off and ran into the river. They all said that the second brother was looking for death." He crossed his arms and hugged himself, a little scared, "Then My third brother and I went to pick him up, his feet were covered in blood, he cried and laughed while soaking in the river, he kept apologizing and talking a lot of nonsense."
Huo Linfeng couldn't bear to hear it. Rong Luoyun apologized, presumably to his parents. As for the reason for the apology, he could also guess that it was because of their relationship. Recalling what he saw last night, he asked, "How many days?"
Diao Yuliang said: "It's been six days, and my second brother won't drink any water or rice." A bowl of soup and a glass of water were poured in while Rong Luoyun was fast asleep. To make matters worse, the wound on Rong Luoyun's foot became more and more infected, his whole body burned badly, and his spirit became more and more depressed.
No wonder Duan Huaike was forced to leave the customs, but the boss, the third child, and the fourth child, the three of them working together couldn't take care of Rong Luoyun? Huo Linfeng looked at Diao Yuliang as if he were looking at trash.
The child was alert, and when he noticed it, his cheeks flushed, and he said, "Second brother looks like a lunatic, and he won't let us get close at all, let alone take medicine." Pulling off his clothes, he revealed his bruised chest, "I also received a slap, second brother Lingyun Palm, I was the first to experience it!"
He lay down again, last night he kept vigil outside the Wuming Residence, he didn't close his eyes all night, now he yawned and his eyes were filled with tears. Seeing this, Huo Linfeng had no choice but to swallow the rest of the questions, got up and went to the school field to practice.
Step by step toward the outside, the footsteps are firm, but the heart is extremely unstable.
Rong Luoyun was stimulated like that, when will he recover? If you don't recover for a day, you will be injured and sick, and you won't eat or drink
Just now Diao Yuliang said, stay up all night
After walking to the tent, Huo Linfeng turned around and picked up the snoring child. He woke the other party up and asked, "Fourth Palace Lord, does Wumingju have a vigil every night?"
Diao Yuliang nodded, mainly because the three palace masters were on duty in case something happened to Rong Luoyun.
Huo Linfeng murmured: "Tonight, let me take care of him." What's the point of climbing a tree and peeping from afar? Even if he could comfort him for a while, Rong Luoyun's situation couldn't last any longer.
Diao Yuliang asked, "Why did you sneak around?"
Huo Linfeng said: "At the moment he doesn't like people approaching... so he is quietly."
Diao Yuliang asked again: "Our brothers are not successful, can you help me?"
In the past, Huo Linfeng had a plan in mind, but now he can only try his best. After discussing, when the other party agreed, he left the tent and went to the school grounds.
Diao Yuliang turned over and covered himself with the quilt, as if he was in the dark, and stimulated his second brother into that kind of person, he will be put into the Nameless Residence tonight. He didn't know that he had lured the wolf into the house, but he felt relieved and fell asleep steadily.
After sleeping until noon, he was awakened by the smell of food.
At the table, Du Zheng came to deliver the meal, and had just set the table and chopsticks. When Huo Linfeng came back, Diao Yuliang ate along with him, wiped his mouth after he was full, and went back to the extraordinary palace neatly.
Before leaving, leave a sentence, see you at night.
Du Zheng was a master of things, so he hurriedly asked: "Young master, what are you going to do at night?"
Huo Linfeng didn't answer, but ordered: "Come again at dusk, bring a plate of vegetarian tea cake, a plate of lotus seed cake, and a plate of almond cake." He remembered that Rong Luoyun liked to eat these things, "and milk, Stew it in a pot and bring it all.”
Du Zheng hastily agreed, and suddenly understood: "Master, do you want to see the Second Palace Master at night?"
Huo Linfeng nodded, and couldn't help looking out. In the past, he complained that the sky was short and that he didn't have enough time to do things. It's only halfway through now, and he was already looking forward to the dark.
"Master." Du Zheng instructed, "Be careful, don't get stabbed again."
Huo Linfeng lowered his head and sipped the soup: "No, he used palms instead."
At the same time, when Diao Yuliang arrived at the Uncommon Palace, he didn't care to go back to the Hexin Xiaolou, and went straight to the Wumingju. Quietly in the yard, he tiptoed into the house and walked outside the bedroom door.
The room was even more quiet, the soothing incense was burning all the time, Rong Luoyun curled up into a ball and hid in three or four layers of brocade quilts on the bed. Lu Zhun sat on the ottoman, dozing off, clutching a wet handkerchief in his hand.
Diao Yuliang poked his nose up and smelled a strong smell of medicine, and sure enough there was a bowl of spilled juice on the ground. Just like last night, he picked up the corner of his clothes and took away the tiles, wiped them clean, then returned to the bedside and took away Lu Zhun's handkerchief to wipe Rong Luoyun's sweat.
"Second brother?" He called softly.
Rong Luoyun didn't respond, but Lu Zhun woke up. Diao Yuliang took advantage of the topic and scolded in a low voice: "When you rob the Tao, it's like beating chicken blood, and taking care of others is like a dead pig. Fortunately, the second brother treats you so well."
Lu Zhun was furious: "I've been guarding from the second half of the night until now, and I can't even get sleepy!"
Just like a private wish, Diao Yuliang suggested: "Then I will stay alone tonight, and you have to take care of it before dark."
Lu Zhun agreed without hesitation, and didn't notice anything tricky.
Rong Luoyun fell asleep throughout the afternoon, during which time he narrowed his eyes, and closed them again in a moment of panic. He was sweating, but he was so hot and cold that he couldn't even tell who was with him.
When dusk came, Diao Yuliang came to hand over on time.
He boiled medicine in the yard and only lit a small lamp under the eaves.
The setting sun was exhausted, and the medicine was boiled, so he blew out the little lamp.
In the blink of an eye, a tall figure stood under the eaves, and Huo Linfeng quietly appeared. Diao Yuliang handed over the soup and medicine, and after the other party entered the house, he sat alone under the eaves to watch out.
Huo Linfeng entered the bedroom, lit a low candle, and stood beside the bed in the dim light.
Layers of brocade quilts would cause rashes. He opened them layer by layer, and his arms trembled slightly when he reached the last layer. I saw Rong Luoyun shivering, not eating or drinking for five or six days, already skinny and skinny, her bare feet were even more worrying, the gauze was soaked through with pus and blood.
He sat down at the end of the bed, put Rong Luoyun's feet on his lap, and cleaned his wound first. It must have been very painful when wiping the medicinal wine. Although Rong Luoyun was still awake, his toes could not help curling up.
After wrapping up, Huo Linfeng called hot water to scrub Rong Luoyun's sweaty body. He bent down to cover the opponent, held the cloth towel and touched the opponent's forehead lightly, spreading to the neck little by little.
Suddenly, Rong Luoyun flicked, and his eyes slowly opened.
Huo Linfeng was nervous for a moment, and when his eyes met, he dropped everything, and asked softly, "Did your throat hurt and woke you up?"
Rong Luoyun nodded hesitantly and looked at him in confusion, unable to tell whether he was dreaming or waking up.
Huo Linfeng slowly stripped off Rong Luoyun's clothes, while wiping his body, he coaxed: "There are freshly steamed snacks, but you can only eat them after drinking the medicine, you know?"
Rong Luoyun still nodded, this time his hesitation was halved, and he became more obedient.
After wiping, Huo Linfeng fed the other party medicine, then soaked the pastry with milk to soften it, and fed it in spoonful by spoonful. In the middle of the night, he bandaged the wound, washed his body, and took the decoction.
He touched Rong Luoyun's forehead, the fever had not subsided, and asked: "Is it cold?"
It seemed that Rong Luoyun could only nod his head, but when he finished, he didn't pull the quilt or clothes, and grabbed his sleeve tremblingly. He bent down, hugged the person with his back and neck, hugged and warmed him, trying to lull him to sleep.
After a long time, Rong Luoyun asked hoarsely, "Is the painting ready?"
Huo Linfeng was startled: "Well, it's hanging in our room."
Rong Luoyun's mind was in chaos, but he knew that this moment was a dream. He had been dreaming about the other party these days, and it seemed like he couldn't wake up. "Alright..." He said with difficulty, "Replace me with a painting."
Huo Linfeng hugged him tighter: "No, nothing can replace it."
And Rong Luoyun murmured: "From now on, you will be like this, just come and see me in your dreams... just fine."
In the dream, there is nothing else, no grievances, and no murders.
Only the two of them can act as if nothing happened.
He closed his eyes: "I think it's... very clean."