The funeral in Dingbeihou's Mansion was held for three days, and the people all over the city saw Huo Zhao off together.
After returning from the Huo family's cemetery, Huo Linfeng and Rong Luoyun helped Bai Shi into the big house. Huo Linfeng said: "These days have been cumbersome, my eldest brother has gone to do some chores."
Bai Shi responded softly, and she sat down on the edge of the bed with a strong sense of fatigue. She half-opened her eyes and said, "You guys also go back and have a rest, and let Meizi take care of you."
Huo Linfeng did not leave: "Mother, I will serve you."
Rong Luoyun was an outsider, so he was embarrassed to express his feelings, so he went to the copper basin and twisted a wet cloth, brought it to the bed, and offered it to Bai Shi with both hands. Bai Shi caught it, she couldn't laugh at the current situation, but the tenderness in her eyes made her feel very ironic.
Huo Linfeng reached out to touch Bai's hairpin, took it off, and untied the complicated bun. "Hiss." Painful, Mrs. Bai dodged her son, "Go and burn incense, Xiao Rong, help auntie."
Rong Luoyun was obviously taken aback. During this period of time, he had been calling the other party "Madam", and suddenly became "Auntie", as if he had gotten closer. Getting closer, he carefully untied Bai's hair and asked, "...Auntie, does it hurt?"
Bai said: "It doesn't hurt, Linfeng's hands are used to beating and killing, it doesn't matter how serious it is."
Huo Linfeng burned incense by the copper stove, and said casually: "Mother, you don't know, he likes to fight and kill more." As soon as he finished speaking, Rong Luoyun glared at him, his eyes widened, The lips were full of anger.
This kind of mood is not allowed to speak, and if you speak again, you must be anxious.
Rong Luoyun withdrew his gaze, and explained seemingly unintentionally: "Auntie, I'm not that kind of person." The hair bun was untied little by little, spread over the shoulders, and a few white hairs grew out of it, "We don't call it beating in the Jianghu." Fighting, killing, just sparring..."
He quietly looked at Bai Shi's expression, fearing that the other party would think her rude and vicious, he simply diverted the words: "Auntie, lie down."
Bai took off his outer robe, lay down under the quilt, and sighed while looking at the curtain on the top of the bed. Huo Linfeng turned back to the bed and squatted halfway. He knew why Bai was sighing. His father was gone, and there was no one sleeping beside him.
"Mother." He called, "From now on, my eldest brother and I will be filial to you."
Bai said, "Hey, mother is fine." She raised her hand to touch Huo Linfeng's cheek, her eyelids drooped, as if she was thinking about something, "When will I go back to the barracks?"
Huo Linfeng replied: "Tomorrow, elder brother will stay and take care of me, and I will go back to the army to serve as a director alone."
Mrs. Bai pondered for a moment: "I will bury your father today. There are many people. Let's go and have a look before returning to the camp." His eyes lightly shifted to Rong Luoyun, "Son, you go too."
Without waiting for Rong Luoyun to say anything, she said, "There are two unnamed monuments in one corner of the cemetery, which were erected for your parents when Lord Hou was alive."
Hearing this, Rong Luoyun was really surprised, and so was Huo Linfeng, and he didn't know about it at all. Bai explained: "Killing your parents is a thorn in Hou Ye's heart. There is not much he can do, so he erected a tombstone in the Huo family's cemetery." She stretched out her hand, "I haven't told you all this time, because I didn't tell you before the war. There is Chen Ruoyin's eyeliner in the city, afraid that you will attract attention. Now, let's pretend to worship Lord Hou and go with Linfeng."
Rong Luoyun held that hand, and leaned against the bed with Huo Linfeng.
Bai asked earnestly: "Son, Master Hou will definitely apologize to your parents in Jiuquan. Forgive him, okay?"
Rong Luoyun kept nodding, his eyes and nose were sore, and he was almost on the verge of tears. He and Huo Linfeng just stood guard like this, and waited until Bai Shi closed his eyes and gradually fell asleep, he got up and left the big house.
As soon as he crossed the threshold, Rong Luoyun grabbed Huo Linfeng's sleeve, fearing that people would see him wrongly, so he only grabbed a small piece of fabric with his fingertips. Huo Linfeng was calm, he held Rong Luoyun with his backhand, and led him all the way back to the other garden.
"I know you are sad," Huo Linfeng said when he went down the corridor, "Sad for me and my mother, aren't you?"
Rong Luoyun said: "Before he left, your father whispered to me that if he died in battle..." He couldn't bear to finish, "If I hadn't come, or if I had said to forgive him earlier, wouldn't he have died?"
Huo Linfeng said seriously: "This battle is dangerous, the troops had to be dispersed, and Qin Xun's martial arts is so strong, all kinds of factors together led to this result." He grabbed Rong Luoyun's shoulder, "Even if my father never killed your parents , in order to win, he will fight to the last moment and would rather die than surrender."
Rong Luoyun trembled: "Really?"
Huo Linfeng said: "If it were the eldest brother, the eldest brother would do it, if it were me, I would do it too."
Rong Luoyun wrapped his arms around Huo Linfeng's waist and tightened his arms tightly. If something happened to Huo Linfeng, he couldn't imagine it.
"I, I really don't have much courage." He said inarticulately, "Although my aunt is a girl, she is so strong that I admire it. If you have any good or bad, I, I..."
This is unlucky, and it is another assumption, so it should be suspended here. Huo Linfeng waited quietly, unable to wait, and even urged to ask: "How about you?"
Rong Luoyun was cruel: "I will die for you!"
Then their love will last until death, Huo Linfeng hugged Rong Luoyun, the fallen leaves in the courtyard were piled up, and the birds were chirping on the beams, the scene here was extremely peaceful.
Huo Linfeng said: "Go to the cemetery first tomorrow, and then follow me to the barracks."
Rong Luoyun agreed: "Bring the wolf cub, we are a family of three."
As if they heard it being called, the wolf cub jumped out of the house and ran to their feet with its tail stretched out. Rong Luoyun was afraid that Huo Linfeng would let him go and hug the little beast, so he kicked the wolf cub out.
The wolf cub rolled twice, bared its teeth and claws, jumped back and jumped on Rong Luoyun's body, before it could do its best, it was lifted by the back of the neck by Huo Linfeng. The family of three had no good quarrels, and they were entangled and tossed, which scared the nest of magpies and flew away.
It was getting darker and earlier, and it was getting darker when the clouds covered it. Before it stopped, a person came in from the corner door of the courtyard. Slender and fit, wearing a light and swaying soft satin skirt, holding incense in plain hands, stopped, and lit the first gauze lantern at the end of the corridor.
Rong Luoyun asked, "Who is she?"
Huo Linfeng looked around and said about him: "It's just a maid holding a lamp."
Rong Luoyun is not easy to fool: "What's your name?"
As soon as he asked, Du Zheng appeared out of nowhere and hurriedly shouted: "Baoyue, leave it to me!" He ran to grab the incense, sent Baoyue away, and personally lit the gauze lantern in the corridor.
As he nodded and watched, the prime minister could pull a boat in his belly, and he knew that Rong Luoyun was a person who could make vinegar in his belly, so he lit the lamp outside the house all the way, caught the wink from Huo Linfeng, and said: "Master, these few days Tired day, rest early."
Rong Luoyun took the first step: "Du Zheng, was that just Baoyue?"
Huo Linfeng said: "You don't care if she is, I didn't want to have her at that time, so why don't you take a second look at this time?"
It wasn't that Rong Luoyun didn't trust her, but he cared too much. He hugged the wolf cub and petted it slowly, looking like a pampered young mistress. "No wonder I chose her, she is graceful," she couldn't hold back the bitterness, "she is so beautiful."
Huo Linfeng whispered: "I'm not as beautiful as you."
Rong Luoyun blushed, filled his heart with this half-truth and half-false deceptive words, lightly raised his sleeves to turn off a lamp, approached through the dusk, and reached out to hook Huo Linfeng to seal his waist. He got used to it, walked into the house, and whispered: "Then I will take care of you to sleep."
Du Zheng didn't have eyes to look, his face was wrinkled with soreness, and he helped to close the door. Vaguely, it seemed that Huo Linfeng called "Xiao Rong", which contained no desire for love, but was full of affection and tenderness.
He sighed, Lord Hou had just left, for Huo Linfeng, fortunately, he had Rong Luoyun's comfort and company.
In the dead of night, only the sound of howling wind remained in Saibei, Rong Luoyun curled up in a ball on the bed, disturbed by the cold wind, rubbing against Huo Linfeng's arms aggrievedly.
But he ran to nothing, there was no one around, and even the mattress was cold.
Rong Luoyun opened his eyes, there was no one beside the pillow, and when he lifted the gauze curtain, there was no sign of Huo Linfeng in the room. He put on his clothes and got out of bed, and walked out of the main room with a cloak in his hand. He saw the bright moon hanging high, and Huo Linfeng was sitting alone on the porch.
He felt distressed, walked over to wrap his cloak on him, and said, "Be careful of catching a cold."
Huo Linfeng turned his face to look at him: "It's okay, I can't sleep after waking up in the middle of the night, so I might as well come out and sit for a while."
Rong Luoyun asked: "Did you dream about your father?"
There is no need to answer, Huo Linfeng showed confusion: "Tell me, where is my father at the moment?"
Rong Luoyun was stunned for a moment, then turned and ran back to the house, turned back after a while, and sat down next to Huo Linfeng. He spread out his palm, the eagle bone flute lay in his palm, and handed it over, wanting Huo Linfeng to blow it.
Calling back the soul and reviving the bones has been played for countless soldiers, and now it is time to play a song for the biological father. Huo Linfeng picked it up, blocked the sound hole, put it on his lips, and blew lightly.
As if he couldn't bear this sound, he lowered his hands in a huff.
Rong Luoyun comforted: "It's okay, it's okay." He pulled out the flute and held it up, "You taught me before, I'll play it, we are the same."
He lowered his eyes to the body of the flute, and carefully blew it, the mournful tune drifting away, mixed with the sound of the wind. After a long time, he finished playing a song, raised his arms and hugged Huo Linfeng from the side, as if he was entangled with him.
Rong Luoyun looked up at the sky: "Look, there are many stars tonight."
Huo Linfeng raised his head obediently, in the black night sky, a large expanse of stars shone, their brilliance even overshadowed the bright moon. Rong Luoyun said: "My parents will definitely live a happy life in heaven, and so will your father."
"Really?" Huo Linfeng was a little moved.
"Really." Rong Luoyun pointed away, "Those two extremely bright ones, next to them are my father and my mother, and there is a small one beside me, which is my younger brother."
Huo Linfeng asked expectantly, "What about my father?"
Rong Luoyun grabbed Huo Linfeng's hand and pointed towards the sky: "The biggest and brightest one is Marquis Dingbei." He leaned on the other's shoulder, "Linfeng, he is looking at you."
Huo Linfeng stared at the star without blinking, and murmured, "Why is my father the biggest and brightest?"
Rong Luoyun said: "He is the most mighty and tall!"
The infinite misery faded away, Huo Linfeng laughed, and hugged Rong Luoyun tightly. They cuddled up to each other and looked at the stars, why bother to bring back their souls, the relatives who passed away had already spent a hard life.
"Why did they become stars, isn't the moon bigger?"
"There is only one moon, and it is more difficult to fight than the leader of the martial arts."
"Haha, then they are tired from blinking, will they sit on the moon?"
"That depends on whether Chang'e agrees, how do I know?"
Rong Luoyun said arrogantly, twisted his body into Huo Linfeng's arms, and whispered in his ear: "When you and I bid farewell to this world, we will not be stars."
Huo Linfeng asked: "Go to hell, isn't it enough?"
Rong Luoyun was so angry that he punched it, and after the smash, he stroked it with his palm, and said, "You will transform into a gust of wind, and I will transform into a cloud, flying around and having a good time, okay?"
Huo Linfeng hugged him tightly: "You can't catch up with Qinggong while alive, then you will have to be blown away by me." He tilted his head and lightly pecked Rong Luoyun's cheek, and said with a shallow mouthful, "Northern wind makes Liuyun , life or death will be bullied by me."
There was another kiss, and another obscure, nonsensical speech, Rong Luoyun knew that Huo Linfeng's mood had improved. But it didn't prevent him from being shy, cursing in a low voice, and using his elders to oppress others: "My parents are watching from the sky, you don't want to lose face, I want more."
With a sudden lightness, Huo Linfeng hugged him: "Then let's go into the room and tell them not to let them watch."
The two doors of the house clattered shut, isolating the stars and the moon, and resisting the night wind.
The next day, Huo Linfeng and Rong Luoyun set off for the military camp, and went to the cemetery after leaving the city. The funeral was over, and there was no one in the garden, and Huo Zhao's tombstone still had offerings from the past few days.
Huo Linfeng opened the water bag, filled with wine, and poured it on the ground in front of the tomb. "Father, I'm going back to the camp." He bent his knees and squatted, looking at the words on the tablet, "This time I won't return, you have to protect me."
Rong Luoyun stood aside: "Uncle, I will accompany Linfeng."
His claim and expression are enough to show that he has let go of the past. Huo Linfeng stood up, looked towards the corner of the cemetery, and said, "Let's go pay respects to your parents again."
The two of them only brought wine, although their eyes were sad, but they didn't want to look so sad. Talked, smiled, emptied the wine in the bag, and prepared to say goodbye.
Huo Linfeng walked in front, and Rong Luoyun followed behind. When he was about to leave the cemetery, there was a vast desert not far away. Rong Luoyun grabbed Huo Linfeng from behind.
The pace stopped, and Huo Linfeng turned around.
Rong Luoyun asked: "When this battle is over, what are your plans?"
Huo Linfeng's eyes dimmed, and he said, "I'm going to Chang'an City."
Rong Luoyun said, "I'm with you."
Huo Linfeng stretched out his palm, waiting for Rong Luoyun to take his hand, and then held it tightly. From now on, there is no need to separate, and we will walk through thousands of rivers and mountains together, and when the time comes, revenge will be revenged, and wronged will be revenged.
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