Rong Luoyun stepped into Qianji Hall, all the disciples went to practice, and he went around the bamboo garden recklessly. As soon as he entered the garden, he saw Du Zheng picking vegetables beside the stone table, which happened to meet him.

Du Zheng said: "You just left in the morning, what are you doing here again?"

Rong Luoyun was a little proud: "Your brother asked me to come."

Du Zheng snorted: "You caused him to suffer for a night, and you must settle the account."

That little complacency vanished, and Rong Luoyun was suddenly apprehensive. However, Du Zheng had a wicked mouth, looked at the kite and said, "I have to get this kite back even if I don't count the account. Yes, there are lights."

How can I take back what was sent? Rong Luoyun thought that he had promised not to take back the veil again, and the lantern and kite that were sent to him would always be his. "Listening to your bluff, this Palace Master doesn't believe it." He said arrogantly, "If he wants to return this, I will return the handkerchief."

Du Zheng pinched off the vegetable root: "It's just a handkerchief. The people who sent my brother's handkerchief from Zhuosha Island are lined up from the south of the city to the north of the city. It's impossible to use one for a day."

Rong Luoyun clenched his fist, this fellow bullied others, didn't he just rely on being Du Zhong's eldest brother? Don't rely on Eucommia, rely on Eucommia... He is stuck all the time, relying on Eucommia for what? To make him depend on it?

After picking a handful of tender greens, Du Zheng began to peel pears, as if slashing the flesh with a knife. Rong Luoyun had never experienced this kind of qi, he slowly swayed to the edge of the green bamboo, picked one and held it tightly, and then gathered his inner strength to uproot it.

Du Zheng was dumbfounded and almost cut his fingers.

Terrified, Rong Luoyun said, "Steam a bamboo tube rice at noon, and the master of this palace will leave after eating." He threw the bamboo and Shi Shiran entered the bamboo building. As soon as he entered the door, the spirit of the child was blown away by the wind and the clouds, and it was very uncomfortable to forcibly perform.

On the second floor, he walked to the bedroom door to take a peek, hiding the kite in his backhand.

Huo Linfeng has moved to the small couch. He is wearing a cigarette ash silk robe and bare feet below his collarbone. Different from his usual stern and resolute demeanor, he is full of leisure and wealth at this moment. He poured two cups of tea: "What is the palace lord looking at, afraid that I am still crazy?"

Rong Luoyun walked over and sat down, across a small table, drooping his eyes and not looking at him. All kinds of things last night, beyond the norm, presumptuous, strange people can't save face.

He was so quiet, covering it with the small cup of tea, and sipping it on his lips for a long time. After drinking a drop of water, he was willing to put it down, trying to find something else to say: "Did you just... see me flying a kite?"

Huo Linfeng said "um", and he was all outside the fence, and he was not blind. Not only is he not blind, but his eyes are like torches, and he can see the mottled side of the other's neck at a glance. The red marks of sucking, the marks of teeth gnawing, and the small spots of rubbing stubble were all left by his sins last night.

With a burning gaze, Rong Luoyun shrank his neck.

Still scorching, he gently lifted the placket.

Getting more and more scorching, he raised his hand and pinched himself, helplessly said: "Don't look at me."

Huo Linfeng's heart suddenly softened, he was really bad, he was bullied last night and he is bullying now. "Palace Master, come to me." He felt the small bag on the corner of the couch, which contained the medicine he always prepared for fighting, "Let's wipe a little and it will disappear soon."

Rong Luoyun was slightly surprised, the other party used to be sarcastic, but these two sentences were extremely gentle. He rubbed his butt against the floor and couldn't help but say, "You are so gentle today..."

Huo Linfeng asked, "Like what?"

He thought: "Like big brother."

Excuse me, is Duan Huaike very gentle? don't think so. Huo Linfeng slandered and opened the medicine jar, took Rong Luoyun closer, and dabbed a little on it. He had calluses on the pulp of his fingers, so he was light and light for fear of hurting others.

However, Rong Luoyun felt itchy, and stabbed him with his elbow: "Heavier."

He didn't say anything: "Last night I asked for something lighter, but it's going to be heavier."

After all, the trimmed neck was even redder than before the medicine, as if it was rouge. Rong Luoyun tilted his neck and endured it. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the open bag, which was full of handkerchiefs embroidered and drawn.

He asked, "Where did these handkerchiefs come from?"

Huo Linfeng said, "It was given by someone else."

Rong Luoyun thought, with so many people, do the people who send the handkerchief really line up from the south of the city to the north of the city? Since it is often received, why was he so ecstatic when he sent it, and hugged him all the time?

A scene appeared in his mind, Huo Linfeng was standing in the south of the city, the girl who brought the handkerchief in front of him lined up to the north of the city, gave one, Huo Linfeng took one, and hugged others.

This is not like doing something like raw melon eggs, even the romantic benefactors in the Chaomu Building are just like that.

After the medicine was applied, Huo Linfeng asked, "What is the palace lord thinking?"

Rong Luoyun returned to his senses, turned his face and asked, "Your brother said you were a virgin, is that true?"

Huo Linfeng's face was stiff, red and white, and Du Zheng's heart was cut off. Without waiting for him to rationalize his words, Rong Luoyun said again: "You went to Chaomu Building before to search for Baoluo, but for me. Why did you lie?"

The piles and piles occur at the same time, and the round lies are exhausting. Huo Linfeng simply confessed: "I lied to you." He really threw the general's dignity, "I rarely linger in the fireworks field, and Bao Luo is not my love, but it is what the palace master likes. As for everywhere... it seems It has nothing to do with the palace lord."

After all, he had to find some face, and asked in a low voice, "The tonic is very powerful, and the palace lord is addicted to Wenrou Township, why don't you take that medicine?"

The words turned so fast, Rong Luoyun was startled and started to argue, but when he raised his face and got closer, he caught the joke in Huo Linfeng's eyes. He pretended to be old and hot: "No, am I useless like that?"

Huo Linfeng nodded as if admitting defeat, while magnolia blossoms burst into laughter in his heart. used a fart in the middle of the night. only hugged and rubbed each other last night. At most, it was a little tighter and fiercer, but this guy kept whimpering and was soft as if he had lost his soul.

At this moment, a scent wafted in, and Du Zheng brought an afternoon lunch, three meat and two vegetarian dishes, and a sweet rice in a bamboo tube. Huo Linfeng and Rong Luoyun were hungry for a long time, and they ate with chopsticks before sitting down at the table. Du Zheng consciously stepped aside and stood.

Rong Luoyun said strangely: "His eldest brother, why don't you eat it?"

Both the master and the servant froze, and Huo Linfeng hurriedly said, "Brother, what are you doing standing up stupidly, eat while it's hot."

The three of them sat around, Rong Luoyun opened the bamboo tube, buried his head and ate happily. He didn't lose out on this trip. He visited the sick, applied medicine, and ate until Lang Lang's afternoon.

When Huo Linfeng finished drinking the medicine, he stuck his butt on the stool and said, "It's time for me to go back to Bieyuan."

Huo Linfeng wiped his mouth: "The palace master will go back now?"

Rong Luoyun changed his words: "Then let's have another cup of tea." He ate and drank like a money fan. He was thin-skinned, so he played with a kite to hide his embarrassment. Suddenly his hands were empty, Huo Linfeng took the kite away, and he immediately protected the food: "You can't take it back if you give it to me."

Huo Linfeng laughed but didn't say a word, this kite has a white face, and there should be two strokes of color, so he took the brush and ink. Rong Luoyun was relieved, poured tea and grinded ink, stunned cinnabar to red, hooked azurite to blue, and then dyed raw gardenia powder to yellow.

They sat next to each other, each holding a stroke, meditating on how to describe a swallow.

Rong Luoyun painted the swallow's head, Huo Linfeng painted the belly, half of the swallow's wings and the tail. In the end, with the eyes and eyes, the Shayan with red feather pattern is drawn.

When he was about to put his pen down, Rong Luoyun thought of the lantern with the bamboo handle, and more so the cloud pattern on the handle. He picked up the pen to touch the blue color, and traced a few strokes on the tip of Yan's wings. Huo Linfeng asked, "What do these two little leaves mean?"

He replied, "—Du Zhong."

The two of them turned their faces together, facing each other in a daze, as rude and sincere as two butterflies colliding with their wings. The lamp depicts cloud patterns, held in the hand, and the kite depicts Eucommia, but it flies in the sky.

Rong Luoyun returned to his senses after a while: "The painting is done, I'm going back." He was a little flustered.

Huo Linfeng got up: "I'll take you downstairs."

Rong Luoyun walked out on his own, and when he passed the bamboo bed, he caught a glimpse of an upside-down book. He hurried out without being curious. Stepping on the bamboo ladder, the weight of the two people added up, and the creaking movement was like the bamboo bed that shook lightly last night.

He is shy, bamboo means a gentleman, why do all the corners and corners in this bamboo garden feel charming.

Going downstairs, Du Zheng got out of the kitchen and returned the food box that Rong Luoyun had left last night. Huo Linfeng took it naturally and sent Rong Luoyun out of the bamboo garden, then turned around and sent out the door of Qianji Hall. Sending you a thousand miles away requires a farewell. This place is less than a thousand miles away, so it's endless.

Rong Luoyun walked a few steps along the small street, then turned around and said, "Go back."

Huo Linfeng said, "The kite is drawn, will the palace master show it to me?"

This eldest disciple has always been unruly, and now he can even say such a request, but the second palace master's temper is getting better, and he nodded in agreement. Rong Luoyun trotted up, released the line with the wind, and sent Caiyan, whose ink was still wet, into the sky.

His light-colored shirt was fluttering, fresh and lively, and Huo Linfeng followed behind with his ash silk robe open, his eyes chasing. One after the other, it was as if the Demon Venerable followed Xiaoxian, traveling around the Three Realms and finally reaching the mortal world.

The fine sweat shone with crystal light on the sunny day, Rong Luoyun stopped and wiped his face indiscriminately.

Huo Linfeng came, grabbed the spool and enjoyed the success, and ran forward.

Relying on the lack of people in the afternoon, they chased unscrupulously, but one of the internal injuries was not healed, and the other was still ill. The two people who occupy the first and second place in the world's Qing Gong snorted and swept each other's faces.

Huo Linfeng kept sending Rong Luoyun into Wuming Center, but he still didn't leave, because he was always thinking about one thing. Jia Yanxi had a total of five account books, two of which were given to Shen Zhou, and three were left.

After chatting for a while, he walked to the side of the tank to look at the fish, and said unintentionally, "I've been back for two days, and I don't know how the situation in Hanzhou is going."

Rong Luoyun said: "The sufferings of the world cannot be taken into account, but you can do your best."

Huo Linfeng said "um": "Unfortunately, Jia Yanxi was only allowed to confess his guilt, not the evidence of his collusion with Chen Ruoyin."

Rong Luoyun said, "He didn't confess. He clearly remembered the account book, how much of it flowed into the Prime Minister's residence, it's clear at a glance."

As if waiting for this sentence, Huo Linfeng said frankly: "The account book is so important, the remaining three books must be of great use. I will always wait for the palace master's order."

As the water swayed, Rong Luoyun threw the bait: "It's really useful, but the palace lord needs to do it himself." He walked along the tank to Huo Linfeng's side, "You can recuperate in peace and take a good rest."

Huo Linfeng also advised: "The palace lord's internal strength has not yet recovered, so he is not allowed to do things alone."

What he said was not "no", but "no", and his attitude was so strong that the other party was taken aback. Rong Luoyun then nodded, reassuring him: "I originally wanted to go in person, but now I will ask the third child to take Ruan Ni there."

Huo Linfeng snorted coldly in his heart, that little God of Wealth swearing, don't rob him halfway. As for bringing Ruan Ni, he asked, "Palace Master, if you do it yourself, who will you bring?"

Rong Luoyun pondered for a moment, he didn't want to bring anyone at all if he did it himself, but opened his mouth and changed his mind: "...I naturally take you."

As soon as these words came out, the red carp in the tank splashed and splashed water, thinking they were too noisy. Huo Linfeng suddenly felt fortunate in his heart that next time, let him be sent next time, the secret will be known later, so he will stay longer.

The two spent a long time by feeding the fish, and the fish was about to die before they stopped. Huo Linfeng said "Farewell", handed the food box to Rong Luoyun's hands, turned around and said in a low voice, "Tell eldest brother to put it on a plate and eat it, and the palace lord will try it."

When the person left, Rong Luoyun went to sit under the eaves, opened the food box, and there was a plate of steaming steamed pears. He twisted a slice into his mouth, chewed softly and had a sandy face, and the fragrance swayed on the cheeks of his teeth.

At another glance, there was a small note under the plate, with a few lines of Zangfeng small script written on it.

——Last night, I was happy and prosperous, and I apologized to Zaoli, and gave you a sweet and sour taste. My thoughts are quiet and quiet, and when we meet again today, you make my heart stagger.

With a thud, Rong Luoyun only felt that Huo Linfeng was in his heart... he fell.

The author has something to say: Rong Luoyun made up a handshake meeting in Saibei for Huo Linfeng, and entered with a handkerchief