In the blink of an eye and half a month later, Saibei was covered with snow, and the desert was already completely white. The soldiers are all used to seeing it, but Rong Luoyun has lived in the south of the Yangtze River for more than ten years, and occasionally runs out of the tent when he sees ice and snow.
At night, when Huo Linfeng left, he told An Sheng to stay in the barracks as the night was so cold that it was unreal. Rong Luoyun was obedient today, obediently studying in the big tent, he really didn't take half a step out of the camp gate.
It was midnight, and a pot of hot soup was simmering on the stove to warm up the body, waiting for people to come back from the snowy night. The wolf cub grew into a little wolf, eating too much and being lazy, walking around by the stove smelling the fragrance.
After reading the fourth volume, Rong Luoyun put down the book, got up and walked to the tent, his nose was full of white air, his face turned from white to red in an instant. The torches in Yingkou were burning brightly, and he looked at them, his eyes drifting further and further away.
A soldier on patrol passed by, Rong Luoyun called out: "Did the spies report at night?"
Xiao Bing replied: "Come here once."
The general went to work, and the spies came back to report to the deputy commander. The soldiers didn't know the details, but no soldiers were dispatched tonight, which meant that there was nothing wrong with Huo Linfeng. Rong Luoyun continued to wait, and was really upset by waiting, so he spent time on the newly accumulated thick snow outside the tent.
About half an hour passed, a black shadow flashed on the desert, landed on the ground, and came quickly stepping on the snow. The soldiers on duty immediately drew their knives, and before they could see clearly, the man had already rushed to Yingkou to take off the cloth towel covering his face.
"General!" Everyone said in unison.
Huo Linfeng strode into the camp, and when he was about to go outside the tent, he saw a group of furry things squatting in the snow, gray in color, not to mention the silver fox in the desert that had become a spirit. He coughed lightly and made a little noise.
The thing immediately turned around, revealing Rong Luoyun's frozen red face.
Huo Linfeng calmly asked: "What are you doing?"
Rong Luoyun was not so calm, he got up and ran, faster than Silver Fox. He threw himself in front of Huo Linfeng in a fox fur cloak, and said, "It's really boring to wait, I'll make a snowman." Pulling Huo Linfeng into the tent, he couldn't wait to ask, "How is it going?"
After entering the account, Huo Linfeng said, "It went well."
Putting down the curtain casually, everything outside was covered, he lifted the cloak and reached in, groping like a human being, and grabbed Rong Luoyun's waist.
"What are you doing?" Rong Luoyun was so embarrassed that she was like this just after entering the account.
Huo Linfeng said: "Hands are numb from the cold, but they are warm." He looked at people with his eyes lowered, with a sarcasm in his heart, "Why, what do you think?"
Rong Luoyun fell into a trap: "I didn't think anything..."
He turned his back and found Huo Linfeng's hand, which was icy cold, as if his bones were frozen hard. "Go and bake on the stove." He grabbed the hand, but Huo Linfeng held back, but he couldn't move, he moved closer, grabbed the hand and put it on his stomach.
Huo Linfeng let it be arranged, and gradually, his hand was pulled up and moved up to Rong Luoyun's chest. His indifference couldn't hold back anymore, and he asked, "What are you doing?"
Without saying a word, Rong Luoyun raised the front of his front a little, and stuffed Huo Linfeng's frozen hands into his clothes. Two layers of outer shirts, one layer of cotton clothes, middle clothes, and inner clothes were directly attached to the flesh of his chest.
He shivered from the ice, clenched his teeth and inhaled.
Huo Linfeng asked again: "What are you doing?"
The palms and backs of the hands fell into a warm place, and after a little struggle, Rong Luoyun's chest was ravaged. But how can he stay calm, the fingers are delicate and smooth, like silk, and also like milk jelly, and they are alive and fragrant through the heavy clothes.
Rong Luoyun pressed that hand: "I, I will keep you warm."
This sentence was stammered because of the cold. Huo Linfeng regained his sanity and wanted to withdraw his hand, but was pressed even tighter. Rong Luoyun even hugged his arm. He scolded: "Relax, do you want to catch a cold? Who warms your hands like this?!"
Rong Luoyun said: "Li Cuie warms Zhang Tieniu's hands like this."
Huo Linfeng was taken aback, Widow Li's name was Li Cuie, and Butcher Zhang's name was Zhang Tieniu. He was so speechless, he choked out a sentence: "... What are you looking at?"
Rong Luoyun pouted his chin at the desk table: "Your words." Gradually adapting to the cold, his utterance recovered, "It's so erotic, so obscene, apart from taking off your clothes, you just take off your pants, what do you usually do? "
Now it was Huo Linfeng's turn to stammer, and said, "I'm...a man, what's the matter?"
Rong Luoyun said angrily: "What are you talking about? You have a broken sleeve, and see what that man and woman love to do!"
Huo Linfeng was so wronged: "The person who wrote the storybook doesn't understand that I have broken sleeves, what can I do?" As he said that, he curled his palms around his chest and wreaked havoc, making Rong Luoyun wrinkle his face and his body ached.
At this time, one of his subordinates reported through the curtain that he was a returning spy.
Even though he was not caught, Rong Luoyun blushed suddenly, let go of his hands, tightened his clothes and went to sit by the stove, feeling guilty. Huo Linfeng straightened his expression and said, "Come in."
The spies entered the account and said: "Report to the general, the Turkic camp is in chaos, and the Qincha tribe dispatched military doctors and 2,000 people, but it is difficult to cope."
Huo Linfeng said "hmm": "How is Azhatai?"
The spies replied: "Azhatai felt that the Kipchak clan had few people, so he broke up with the Kipchak leader."
Huo Linfeng smiled and said, "Understood, let's go down."
Beside the fire, Rong Luoyun kept listening, and when the spies left, he said, "It looks like everything is going well." After flirting for a while, he remembered something important, "Have you got the secret letter?"
Huo Linfeng retaliated against him in the same way tonight, sneaked into the Turkic army camp, and stole the letters between Azhatai and Chen Ruoyin. He sat down beside Rong Luoyun, and took out a few secret letters from his pocket, which were written in Turkic, but he could distinguish key words such as "Prime Minister".
"These are all evidences of Chen Ruoyin's collusion with the barbarians." He said, "Half a month later, this battle has basically been won, and the military report has also been sent to Chang'an."
Rong Luoyun asked: "Then when will the gold be withdrawn?"
Huo Linfeng replied: "Tomorrow."
Seemingly unexpected, Rong Luoyun confirmed, "Tomorrow? Really?"
Huo Linfeng said: "I ordered Xiao Yuanzun of Tangshan to make poisonous bullets, and to sneak attack tonight, no one in the barbarian camp can escape." The soup was boiling, and he took out a bowl, "Qincha borrowed two thousand soldiers, I don't have much left, so I will send troops to attack tomorrow, and they will be defeated."
The reason for the delay for half a month was because the Dingbei Army was also attrition a lot, and it was fighting while feeding, and now it was finally time. Suddenly, Huo Linfeng said: "We have evidence that Chen Ruoyin colluded with the enemy and betrayed the country, but Qin Xun didn't kill me. Chen Ruoyin will definitely send someone to silence him."
Rong Luoyun was startled, his thin lips parted slightly, and he was fed a mouthful of hot soup.
Huo Linfeng looked at him with a smile: "Someone also expected this, and presented the previous secret letter to the emperor. The emperor became suspicious, and Chen Ruoyin would not be able to do anything."
Rong Luoyun was confused: "Who did it, how can he have a secret letter?"
Huo Linfeng smiled even more heartily: "You ask me, isn't it you who gave me Taifu Shen?"
When Shen Wenwen learned that Huo Zhao died in battle, he expected that Chen Ruoyin would not let it go, so he submitted the secret letter. At the same time, Prince Rui submitted three account books, which were delivered by Rong Luoyun earlier. Jia Yan kept the five account books, the two books for Shen Zhou involved Chen Ruoyin's enriching his own pockets, and the three books for Prince Rui involved Chen Ruoyin recruiting troops from various places and secretly expanding his manpower.
"Now, it's time for us to go to Chang'an." Huo Linfeng spooned it until the soup bowl bottomed out. "Tomorrow's capture of Azhatai, together with all the gangsters in the prison, is the witness."
Rong Luoyun's heart itch when he heard this, and he couldn't help asking nonsense: "How do we kill Thief Chen, you stab me with one knife? Gouging out one eye each, picking out the tendons and tendons? No, I'm going to break his spine Bone, he has a demonic aura, castrate him!"
Huo Linfeng "tsk tsk" twice, thinking that he looks pure and clean, but there are so many ruthless tricks.
On the fourth watch, one candle was burned out, and the tent was a little dark. Rong Luoyun only drank a bowl of soup, but he seemed to be drunk, and he dozed off against Huo Linfeng.
"Let's sleep, Cui'e." Huo Linfeng said.
Rong Luoyun couldn't be bothered to think about it, so he got up a little bit violently, staggering and almost throwing himself on the stove. Huo Linfeng quickly stabilized himself, bent his body and hooked his legs, and simply hugged him horizontally.
Strolling to the front of the bed and leaning over, Huo Linfeng fell between the quilts. Huo Linfeng lifted the fox fur that was in the way, lowered his head and rubbed Rong Luoyun's nose, and asked, "The chest is warmed up, and then what do you do?"
Rong Luoyun lay still on his back: "Take off your clothes."
Huo Linfeng did as he did, Tianhan was dressed thickly, he was patient, and he pulled out more than six or seven knots alone. When the inner coat was lifted off, warming his hands and revealing his chest, which was thin and heaved calmly.
Cold, Rong Luoyun whispered: "It's raised..."
Huo Linfeng's eyes were deep: "You can say that, you really are not ashamed."
Rong Luoyun frowned: "It's Zhang Tieniu who said it, I'll learn it."
Huo Linfeng said: "What are you doing like Zhang Tieniu, you should learn from Li Cuie." His mind was disturbed, he was bewitched, and he was set on fire, "What does Li Cuie say?"
The body was quiet, and Rong Luoyun had been brewing for a long time, not daring to meet Huo Linfeng's gaze. When Huo Linfeng pressed the porcelain a little bit, he raised his arms around them, and put his lips to his ears, before finally imitating the tongue like a mosquito: "Officer fiddle with me..."
There was a bang in Huo Linfeng's head, like snow on the desert, blinded by the whiteness. Leaning over to bully each other with lips and tongues, the quilt was lifted violently, the complicated clothes, furry fox fur, two slightly hot and emotional bodies, all covered under the brocade quilt.
"Hmm..." Rong Luoyun's ear was bitten, "We will send troops tomorrow... You are still messing around at this time."
Huo Linfeng always had a reason: "We're going to send troops tomorrow, why don't you let me eat more?"
Sweating from the entanglement, Huo Linfeng glanced at them, and saw a pair of green eyes approaching the pillow, and the little wolf was lying there watching them happy. "The little animal has grown up." He smiled, and suddenly recalled the farewell at that time, "By the way, what name did you give it?"
Rong Luoyun was panting heavily: "You still know how to ask?" It really made him angry, he finally came up with a name, and was about to tell him, but this person left him and left, "I forgot!"
Seeing that the other party still had the strength to shout, Huo Linfeng used all his strength to turn the cry into a cry, which was low and more beautiful than plucking a string on a pipa. He coaxed: "Let's start a new one, shall we?"
Rong Luoyun shed tears: "Call Huo Da fool."
Huo Linfeng said: "Then my elder brother should be upset, thinking you are alluding to him." Before the other party could retaliate, he cut off his back, "Er Huo is a fool, my mother will be angry if you scold me."
Rong Luoyun said bitterly: "It's called Huo Tieniu..."
Huo Linfeng couldn't help but laugh: "You, Rong Cui'e, have lost all your soul, are you still not submissive?" He threw himself forward, covering Rong Luoyun, pressing down on her impenetrably.
At that moment, Rong Luoyun's eyebrows frowned slightly, and there was a faint sound, and the teardrops in the corners of his eyes flowed like broken threads. Huo Linfeng kissed him, exhaled warmly, and called him hoarsely.
The wind and snow have stopped, and the lingering time is endless.
Huo Linfeng wrapped Rong Luoyun in his arms, sweating profusely from each other, limbs entangled, the candle wick burst with a sound, and the last red candle was extinguished.
The tent fell into darkness, he hugged him tighter, closed his eyes, and waited for the daylight to brighten.
After a long time, Rong Luoyun muttered, "It's called Taiping, okay?"
With a groan, the little wolf agreed resoundingly to himself.