It was coldest when it was early and bright, and the wild dogs outside the house were kept warm next to each other.

Huo Linfeng dreamed that in the desert in winter, snow fell and the yellow sand was covered under it. He walked alone with his elbows folded, leaving a series of deep and shallow footprints, and he could not see the house where he settled for a long time.

There is no military camp, no soldiers stationed, and he is the only one in the cold weather. The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and he tightened the placket of his clothes to prevent the wind from blowing in, and his back that had always been upright arched.

Suddenly, a white shadow flashed across the white snow, as fast as a moment.

Huo Linfeng wondered in his heart, could it be that the snow dumplings became the essence? He chased and followed the white shadow to the east and west, and just when the snowflakes filled the sky, he flew and flung the white shadow into his arms. Alive, fluffy, and warm, it was a pure white little fox.

He didn't want to let go for a moment, hugged him tightly, and held the warmth in his arms.

In the Zen courtyard house, Rong Luoyun was sleeping soundly, when suddenly a big hand stretched out and yanked him. The back of his head was held down, the small bun on the top of his head was rubbed loose, and his face was suspected to be attached to a solid chest.

He narrowed his eyes, and the front of his shirt was slightly open, revealing half of his clavicle and a small piece of pectoral muscle. In a daze, he helped Huo Linfeng close up his shirt, and Huo Linfeng's iron arms bound him a lot.

What to do with him, he thought.

Xu is cold, he wants to understand.

Rong Luoyun closed his eyes dazedly, huddled in the other's arms and fell asleep again. Gradually, his posture stretched out a little bit, and he seemed to wrap around Huo Linfeng's waist.

The two of them slept soundly, warming up the old kang.

When the time was about to pass, the dogs outside the house woke up one after another and rushed to the bucket to grab water. The tongue hooked with water, Huo Linfeng woke up, looked up into the moldy wall, lowered his head and entered his nose with a sweet fragrance.

He was stunned, the scent came from Rong Luoyun's hair, and he hugged them tightly.

Huo Linfeng loosened up and looked down at Rong Luoyun's appearance, quiet and steady, his cheeks were a little red from the stuffiness in his chest. The small bun was loosened by him, and the hair was scattered on the pillow. He raised his hand to the temple, and carefully tucked a lock of hair behind his ear.

He was very nervous. He was holding the sword and holding the rein, and the pen and chopsticks.

With a thud in his heart, he was doing maid work again?

Huo Linfeng pondered about Rong Luoyun's sleeping state, remembered what was important, and went to catch Rong Luoyun's left hand that had regained consciousness. He picked it up gently, first pinched the pulse between his wrists, then five fingers, and finally untied the cloth to look at the wound.

There is a blood spot on the palm of the hand and the back of each hand, like two cinnabar moles.

He used his fingertips to draw circles around the blood spots, expanding and shrinking in circles, and had a lot of fun. Unprepared, he asked quietly, "Would it be fun?"

Huo Linfeng was startled and asked for a fight, "It's fun."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard something unusual at the foot of the mountain, and he sat up abruptly. "Palace Master, a group of people has gone up the mountain." He put on his clothes and boots, and raised Rong Luoyun's sword, "Stay in the room, I'll go out and see."

Rong Luoyun struggled to sit up: "Be careful!"

Huo Linfeng made a sound of "um" and closed the door when he left the house, guarding the outside like a door god. The sound of footsteps gradually became clear, and it was about twenty years old, and he was running up the steps in a mighty and fast manner.

Just after the crowd arrived outside the Chanyuan, he took the lead in drawing his sword. At this time, the people in the lead rushed in. It was actually Duan Huaike and Lu Zhun.

Lu Zhun shouted, "Du Zhong, how is my second brother?!"

Before Huo Linfeng could answer, Duan Huaike rushed to the front and shoved him away, and hurriedly entered the house. Lu Zhun followed, and Diao Yuliang also arrived, and the three brothers rushed into the house looking for Rong Luoyun.

The second brother is long and the second brother is short, and there is only one piece of sincerity left.

He sheathed his sword and walked out of the temple with interest.

In the room, Rong Luoyun was surrounded by the kang, and he asked in surprise, "How did you find this place?"

Duan Huaike looked at him: "Are you too embarrassed to ask?" He hurried over after receiving a notice from Rong Duanyu. After patrolling the city of Hanzhou for a day, he couldn't find any trace of Rong Luoyun. Found by mistake.

"Second brother, you are so reckless." Lu Zhun leaned on the edge of the kang, "You came alone, so you don't think of us as brothers?"

Rong Luoyun smiled, he wanted to avenge the family, and he could not implicate others. At this time, Huai Ke grabbed his wrist and pinched his pulse, and said strangely, "The true qi in your body is chaotic, one weak and one strong, and it is slowly merging."

He said, "I was subjected to the Tempering Palm, but fortunately Du Zhong injected infuriating qi to heal my wounds." He couldn't help but look out, the man came out with his sword, why didn't he come in again?

After a good chat, the third and fourth helped Rong Luoyun to wash up with water, and Duan Huaike described the situation in Hanzhou city. Since that day Rong Luoyun made a big noise in the granary, the victims attacked the granary in order to survive, and the remnants of the official government could not resist it at all.

The Zhizhou mansion seemed to be calm, and the real situation was known only after breaking in. The Xiyuan Woods, the bodies of Chen Mian and Chen Xiao were even pecked to pieces by birds. After Duan Huaike finished speaking, he leaned into Rong Luoyun's ear and whispered, "A letter from Chang'an, the disaster in Hanzhou can't be concealed, and it has been stabbed to the court..."

Rong Luoyun listened carefully, and when he looked up, Huo Linfeng finally appeared.

General Huo looked like he was idle. He teased the wild dog for a while, chewed a wild fruit, and suddenly remembered the purpose of lurking in the Extraordinary Palace. He returned to listen to the corner of the wall, and when he walked to the door, he saw that Rong Luoyun and Duan Huaike were rubbing their ears and temples.

He remembered the "big brother" that the other party shouted over and over again when he was seriously injured, and he was already thinking about it badly! At this moment, the eldest brother has come in earnestly, caring and caring incessantly, and the eldest man has to whisper in a low voice when he says something.

He stood leaning against the door frame, like a Buddha in charge of life and death in the six realms, with a gloomy iron face.

It wasn't until the two finished speaking that they parted, then he slumped in with a sullen face. Diao Yuliang came over and said, "Du Zhong, you have done a good job in this trip. You will be rewarded 500 taels. Ask my third brother to ask for it!"

Lu Zhun went to the table and opened his clothes, and poured out a lot of money, all from Jia's house. The Lake Heart Tower is simply a fairyland on earth. As soon as he got into it, he was as happy as a bliss.

"Second brother," he said greedily, "I still want to get it."

Now that the manpower is sufficient, Rong Luoyun said: "Brother, you will bring some of your manpower to arrange disaster relief and charity, and the third child will lead someone to count the silver taels, and then give them to the people. The fourth child, you are the most important. Jia Yanxi's account books are hidden under the lake. You have to take it out."

Everything was arranged properly, Huo Linfeng raised his hand: "I'm taking a break?"

Rong Luoyun pondered for a moment: "...You drive a carriage with me."

The crowd came out, Huo Linfeng drove, Rong Luoyun and Diao Yuliang sat in the car park, just like they went to Lingbi Tang to catch fish. After arriving in Hanzhou City, they performed their respective duties and went to Jia Yanxi's mansion.

There was a stench in the house, there were several corpses floating on the lake, and the water was sour. Diao Yuliang stripped naked, rolled two leaves to block his nostrils, and jumped into the water.

Rong Luoyun stood on the shore, took out a handkerchief to cover his nose and mouth, and was soothed by the scent of acacia. "Palace Master?" Huo Linfeng suddenly said, staring at the handkerchief, "You and I collided at the corner of the stairs when we first met in the inn. The handkerchief I lost asked you to pick it up, why didn't you return it to me?"

Rong Luoyun said in an angry voice, "I'm so righteous, is this veil really yours?"

Huo Linfeng said, "That's still wrong. Could it be yours?"

Rong Luoyun rolled his eyes and smiled smugly. "It was originally mine. I stayed in the Chaomu Building one night and fell from the window." He babbled, but when he saw the other party's brows furrowed, it was a little strange.

Huo Linfeng was secretly startled, and after going around, he picked up Rongluoyun's handkerchief. Where is the source? Is it a personal item given by the dusty woman, or is it a trophy from a flower thief?

Rong Luoyun asked, "What's wrong?"

He took a step back and said coldly, "Yin and Yang are wrong, the palace lord should keep it."

Rong Luoyun felt that something was wrong, took a step closer and stared, silently asking. The other party retreated, he advanced again, retreated and advanced again, and forced them to the lake. Huo Linfeng had a grudge in his heart, but without thinking, he opened his hand to block Rong Luoyun, for fear of the lake water colliding.

The confrontation failed, when the water splashed everywhere, and Diao Yuliang jumped up the wooden road with an object in his arms. He shook his pigtails like a wild dog, and ran to present the things. The mirror box was the size of a mirror box, wrapped in layers of oiled paper, and when he opened it, there were five account books.

Before he could look it up, a disciple came to report: "Palace Master, the newly sent Zhizhou people have entered the city."

Rong Luoyun wrapped up the account books after hearing the words and ordered everyone to evacuate quickly. After leaving in the carriage, he drove slowly along the street to the city gate, and then he went to the main street, just facing Zhizhou's team.

Huo Linfeng has sharp ears and eyesight, seeing the leader from a distance, the closer he gets, the more familiar his face is. The man had an elegant temperament, thin but tall and straight, with a strong bookish air, and it happened that a guard said: "Sir Shen, behind the main street is the government office."

Lord Shen... He suddenly realized that this new prefect is Xu Wenwen's son, Shen Zhou.

Behind him, Rong Luoyun opened the gap in the curtain and stared at Shen Zhou in secret. He was silent for a while, and after a long time he returned to his soul and said, "Go back, we don't need to worry about it in the city."

Huo Linfeng caught this sentence, and Shen Zhou didn't have to worry when he took office. Could it be that Rong Luoyun recognized Shen Zhou? Without saying a word, he drove out of the city gate with the whip and returned to the Zen Temple on the top of the mountain again.

Before dark, everyone in Bufan Palace came back one after another, all staying in the courtyard.

Huo Linfeng was too crowded, so he lay on his back between the trees and closed his eyes, but he was thinking about what Rong Luoyun was doing. Leaving aside revenge, capturing dog officials, seizing account books, and ordering the distribution of silver, he has fulfilled his official duties every step of the way.

While thinking about it, Rong Luoyun called him in the room.

He went down from the tree and entered the house. On the kang board, Lu Zhun and Diao Yuliang were bored, wrestling their arms. Rong Luoyun and Duan Huaike sat at the table to check the account books. Seeing him come in, Rong Luoyun pushed the two account books: "Du Zhong, you send Jia Yanxi and these two account books to the government, be careful, don't let anyone see you."

Do it well, examine it well, and send it to the front, Xinzhizhou is really labor-saving. Huo Linfeng took orders to do it and set off immediately.

As soon as he left, Rong Luoyun felt tired, rubbed his eyes and stretched. He was not in good condition, so Duan Huaike was concerned: "Go to sleep, I'll see what's left."

Rong Luoyun glanced at the kang. He paced to lie outside, his legs sank as soon as he touched the pillow, Lu Zhun hooked him from behind and snorted.

He turned his elbow and Lu Zhun almost vomited blood: "Second brother, you and I are separated..."

Diao Yuliang squeezed in again and put his hand on Rong Luoyun's face: "Second brother, that secret frame is rotten, do you smell my hands fishy?"

Rong Luoyun was so annoyed that he ignored the quilt, and the third and fourth had to embrace each other to keep warm. For a long time late at night, the house was completely silent, and there was no human voice outside.

When he was about to fall asleep in a trance, he heard someone going up the mountain, and Huo Linfeng came back.

Approaching, entering the Chanyuan, to the door, staying for a while and then leaving the Chanyuan, never returning.

Rong Luoyun lifted the quilt, got out of bed lightly, and walked out the door holding the bowl of red candles. The disciples leaned against the wall and slept soundly. He looked around and walked out of the temple. In the darkness, he saw Huo Linfeng sitting on the stone steps.

"Du Zhong," he called.

Huo Linfeng turned around but didn't get up: "Palace Master, it's done." He thought that Rong Luoyun was waiting for him to report, so he urged, "It's very late, go back to sleep."

Rong Luoyun walked towards him, stepped down and sat beside him.

It was dark everywhere, and only this candle had light, but it was enough to see each other's faces. When the wind suddenly came, Huo Linfeng raised his hand sideways, protecting the flame with one hand and wrapping the other's back with the other. His shoulders were pressed against each other, and he lowered his eyes and raised his eyes to face each other.

In the past few days, Rong Luoyun has become accustomed to such care, not hiding, letting the other side shield him from the wind. He suddenly asked, "Why did Yin Pazi treat me coldly at the lake today?"

Huo Linfeng didn't want to say this: "It's the subordinate's presumptuousness."

Rong Luoyun guessed: "Which beauty do you think it is, so you are disappointed?" The other party shook his head, and he guessed again, "You like it so much that you don't want to give it back to me?" The other party still shook his head. Come over, "Are you dumb?"

Huo Linfeng asked, "How did the palace master get this veil?"

Rong Luoyun replied, "My sister embroidered it for my birthday present."

Huo Linfeng was stunned for a moment: "..." After being stunned, it seemed that he was not enough, and he was stunned again when he opened his mouth. He didn't expect such a possibility at all, Rong Duanyu embroidered it, yes, Wumingju has white fruit trees, which shows that Rong Luoyun likes it. The birthday ceremony, no wonder Rong Luoyun's precious veil turned out to be the birthday ceremony.

He rarely showed a silly look, suddenly, happy, and couldn't explain his emotions.

What was even more unexpected was that Rong Luoyun took out the veil: "This thing is destined for you, I wanted to thank you for saving your life."

Huo Linfeng took it down when he heard the words, clutched tightly, and even hugged Rong Luoyun. Rong Luoyun loosened his hand, and the small bowl containing the candle rolled down the stone steps, as crisp as a string of wind chimes.

"Palace Master, you just guessed correctly."

"what?"

In the sound of the wind chimes, Huo Linfeng whispered, "I like it so much."

... He was also very happy, and he held back the second half of the sentence.

The author has something to say: General Huo finally got his own little handkerchief, and the first thing Rong Luoyun did when he returned to Xiganling: Sister, embroider one more for me!