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Chapter 33
Huo Linfeng went back to the bamboo garden and fell asleep, only to wake up around noon.
He got up, washed his hair, and carefully selected his clothes. Suddenly, there was a smell of mutton, and Du Zheng's fellow probed his head and asked, "Master, are you going out?"
Huo Linfeng said "um": "smoke me to death, you picked feces?"
Where can do it? Du Zheng went to Miao Cangtai for a walk. Today, there is no one to practice. He is slaughtering pigs and sheep with iron pots. The Grand Palace Master said that these days have been hard work, and there will be banquets at night to reward the disciples.
Huo Linfeng nodded, then picked it up, wearing a light mid-coat with narrow sleeves and a thin sash around his waist. The clothes are dark in color, wearing a crown of gold inlaid with jade, new boots, and a purse.
Du Zheng looked at it, and returned to the Saibei Houfu in a trance. The little Houye in front of him was full of suaveness, and he had an air of bad money. Without waiting for him to ask, Huo Linfeng went out, the bamboo ladder creaked and whistled together.
Before leaving the garden, Huo Linfeng first watered the small magnolia tree, three scoops were enough.
After going out of the Qianji Hall, the disciples on the small street came and went, and they went to Miao Cangtai to prepare a table. He went upstream, and headed deep to Wuming Residence, with the casement half-closed, so he walked outside to take a peek.
The very familiar Jinger, Rong Luoyun stood in front of the cabinet picking out clothes, his solemn energy was exactly the same as his. The blue shirt is fresh and lively, he thinks it is not bad; the blue shirt is like bamboo like orchids, he likes it very much; the light gray shirt is gentle and serious, he is really satisfied.
Rong Luoyun picked it up and put it down, every one of them was unsuccessful. Huo Linfeng peeped for a while, and suddenly said: "Palace Master, it will be dark if you choose again."
Rong Luoyun looked at him suddenly, showing his embarrassment, and slammed the window closed in anger.
Huo Linfeng walked into the house, becoming more daring, and stood aside with his elbows folded. Rong Luoyun turned to look at him, looked at him from head to toe, frowned and said, "Why are you so handsome?"
He laughed: "When am I not handsome?" After he finished, he scooped water in a copper basin and rinsed his towel, "The palace lord looks good even in a sack, so he's about to put on his clothes and clean his face."
Silent, he is here, and no one can pick him out. "Would you like me to help the palace lord choose?" He walked to the front of the cabinet and swept it roughly, took out the moon white robe, "How is this body?"
The night first saw it, the day fell into the water, it was all this.
Huo Linfeng unfolded his clothes, put them on for Rong Luoyun, and tied the knots. His maid's job was quite handy. The light-colored waistband was wrapped around him, and he deliberately tried hard, causing the other party to snort.
"How many inches is the palace lord's waist?"
Rong Luoyun replied: "Eight inches..."
Huo Linfeng pursed his lips and smiled, and pulled out a silver-gray gauze ribbon from the cabinet, trying to tie up the blue silk on his head. It was fine and smooth, like holding a handful of quicksand, but his big hands couldn't grasp it. Rong Luoyun backhanded together, pulling his hair to the back of his head, forming a bunch of swaying ponytails.
Hands touching hands, fingers entwining fingers, Shatie knew that Qingsi was an excuse, and Qingsi also understood that Shatie was an excuse.
After being separated for a long time, Huo Linfeng came back to his senses, Rong Luoyun came back to life, and only felt ashamed. "Cough, I'm going to wait outside." General Huo whispered, hurriedly flashing people, Rong Palace Master cleaned his face, and his face should be warmed by a basin of cold water.
At noon, the two walked towards the palace gate with a donkey.
The donkey makes a screen in the middle, which gets in the way. Huo Linfeng slapped the donkey's butt, and told the winking animal to run forward and move two steps to Rong Luoyun's side. Rong Luoyun has nothing to say: "It's full of energy, I don't know who helped me feed it."
Huo Linfeng said, "Who else can I feed it."
There was nothing to say. After passing through Miao Cangtai, heard the sound of pigs slaughtering. Gradually walking by, Rong Luoyun rode a donkey out of the palace, and saw many people rushing to the temple fair at the foot of Lengsang Mountain.
The more people go to the city, the more traffic there is in the streets, and the Manita will be crowded out.
Rong Luoyun walked around watching flowers, passed a stall selling silk handkerchief fans, and remembered the last time we visited together. Buying a fan for a sweetheart, but the sweetheart Baoluo is a fake, I am afraid that the double-sided embroidered fan has been dusted.
At this time, Huo Linfeng asked him, "Does the palace master laugh?"
He was startled: "Did I laugh?"
Huo Linfeng pulled the reins to stop the donkey: "I'm blinded? The palace lord comes down for a walk."
Rong Luoyun fell to the ground obediently, with so many people, he met the old man in three steps, and rubbed against the girl in five steps. His arm was pulled, and Huo Linfeng embraced him, shielded him, and pushed him into his arms from time to time as the crowd rushed.
The performing team approached head-on, with actors dressed as ghosts and musicians playing. The crowd retreated to the sides, crowded, and the sleeves were pulled together. Huo Linfeng couldn't care less about the donkey, he grabbed Rong Luoyun and stepped back, holding the man off the ground with one hand.
Rong Luoyun panicked slightly, and fluttered twice to no avail. As soon as he landed, his back was pressed against Huo Linfeng's chest, and his waist-stretching hand grabbed his forearm. "Carefully, the Aya shoes were stepped on." The other party said, "Can you see the performance?"
He raised his head, blocking a big man in front of him, unable to see. He patted the big man on the shoulder and ordered, "Get out of the way."
The big man glared angrily and remained motionless. Rong Luoyun was so embarrassed, he punched him on the arm, and revealed his identity as a villain: "I am Rong from the Bufan Palace, and I will kill you."
As soon as these words came out, the people around them tried their best to vacate a space, Rong Luoyun pulled Huo Linfeng to his side, and said happily, "Okay, let's see." He hummed several times as if he had accomplished something important.
Huo Linfeng couldn't bear to laugh and worked hard.
Suddenly, Rong Luoyun pulled his arm: "Du Zhong, what kind of flute is so small?"
He looked up and said, "It's an eagle-bone flute. The Hu people like to play it." I once thought about finding one of my own in the future, and teaching the other party to play that soul-returning song.
"Palace Master," he asked, "I have an eagle bone flute, can I teach you how to play it?"
For some reason, Rong Luoyun heard a hint of disappointment, so he nodded ignorantly.
When the performance team passed by and the crowd continued to flow, they finally remembered the donkey. Looking around, there is no donkey shadow, could it be that he was taken away to make donkey meat buns? In a flash, Huo Linfeng rushed to the old alley, where the animal was hiding and chewing grass.
I ran into the alley one after another, sweating finely in the early summer afternoon.
At the end of the alley, there is a candy man who is sweet, but the old man is slow, and there is no customer for a long time. Rong Luoyun approached and sat on the small stool, took out a piece of silver, and said, "I'll buy a candy man."
It's not a doll anymore, I was a little embarrassed to buy this, and added: "I bought it for my subordinates."
Huo Linfeng raised his eyebrows and sat beside him: "Then I want a sword."
The old man laughed, boiled sugar and painted, drew a sword with a dragon pattern, dried it and handed it over. Huo Linfeng took it, raised it high with two gestures, and said, "Palace Master, I'll show you a sword swallowing."
After speaking, with the tip of the sword facing down, he swallowed a little bit in his mouth, the sweetness spread out on his cheeks, and he took a bite of brown sugar. Rong Luoyun followed suit, biting his lower lip, leaning back and forth and laughing at the performance.
Huo Linfeng ate only the hilt of his sword and asked, "Palace Master, are you still satisfied?"
Rong Luoyun said, "I want to see the broken boulder on my chest."
"..." That didn't work, Huo Linfeng wanted to divert his attention, and waved his hand, "Have a taste?" Rong Luoyun hesitated for a moment, there was no one left and right in the old alley, and he was greedy again, so he simply lowered his head to hold the corner of the sword hilt.
Hold this, feed that chew.
It was clearly crowded outside, how could they be so unscrupulous?
After eating and leaving, the old man hurriedly said, "The money is too much."
Huo Linfeng said: "Swallowing the sword is valuable, I will send it to you." The donkey walked out of the alley and went to another street. Walking slowly, I was hungry to buy food, and I bought a dagger at the weapon shop. I always filled the hanging bag.
At sunset, outside the Xiaoduan Temple, the monks were giving vegetarian cakes. People were all queuing up, and the Buddhist hall in the temple was empty, so they took the opportunity to put on a stick of incense.
There is a tree for blessing in the monastery, with copper bells and wooden plaques attached to it, and the prayers are written on the wooden plaques. The higher the hanging, the greater the chance of realization. When the wind blew, the copper bells all over the trees rang, and Huo Linfeng asked, "Palace Master, shall we also write?"
Rong Luoyun made a "hmm", picked up a pen and dipped in ink, and wrote a sentence on the wooden sign. After writing, he turned his neck to look at others, but he couldn't see it, and asked curiously, "What did you write? Let's look at each other?"
Huo Linfeng hesitated, but Rong Luoyun had already stretched out the wooden sign, which read: The extraordinary palace dominates the rivers and lakes.
He was speechless, and forced out a compliment: "The Palace Master has high ambitions." When his hand was empty, the wooden sign was taken away. Rong Luoyun looked up and said, "No matter what, little Luoyun, don't be angry with me."
"Du Zhong!" Rong Luoyun quit, "That's what you called? I'm angry right now!" He punched and threw his fists and swayed to and fro while clutching the sash, leaving a string of copper bells ringing.
Huo Linfeng took a punch, grabbed the wooden sign and flew onto the tree, and quickly hung it up. Rong Luoyun looked at the green tree Rugai, how could he find that arrogant talk. Hmph, after cutting down the tree the other night, he turned around and said, "No more shopping, go back to the palace for dinner."
Huo Linfeng followed, and was relieved by the punch.
The setting sun has set, replaced by a crescent moon and a few stars, lighting up Lengsang Mountain.
Back at the Bufan Palace, there was a faint fire, and the Miao Cang Terrace was very noisy. Roasting fat sheep, roasting suckling pigs, all the disciples are eating and drinking. Rong Luoyun found a table and sat down, the eldest disciple and the palace master were at the same table, and Huo Linfeng sat opposite.
Diao Yuliang came over and said, "Second brother, the lamb died so miserably."
Rong Luoyun said, "Then don't eat it."
Diao Yuliang choked and went to find his elder brother. Huo Linfeng looked across the table, picked a plate of mutton, got up and sent it, leaning on the stool next to him. "The palace master is still angry?" he asked.
Rong Luoyun moved his chopsticks and muttered, "I'm not angry anymore, just go down a few steps."
Huo Linfeng immediately went up the steps: "What else does the palace lord eat?"
Rong Luoyun wiped his mouth: "Don't eat, pour the wine."
The shallow bowl, the wine and the bowl mouth, he held up and respected the disciples at this table. Today, as a reward, he got up and left the table, and went around to drink with his disciples one by one. Finally, he threw the bowl, and simply held the wine jar to pour.
The eldest disciple finished his respect, but Huo Linfeng ignored him.
General Huo ate the meat silently, believing the nonsense that the man was not angry.
Rong Luoyun flew over the table, and then moved to another table, drinking half the altar with the disciples. He said: "Hanzhou disaster relief, my brothers have worked hard, I respect everyone." After saying that, he raised his neck, and it was half an altar again.
After opening another altar, he got drunk and climbed on the chair: "There is also the matter of catching the flower thief. I have washed my stigma for many years and eliminated harm for the people. I will respect everyone again."
Rong Luoyun roamed around the tables, getting drunk, blushing, and hazy eyes, becoming more and more excited. Suddenly, he staggered half a step to support the edge of the table, lowered his head and calmed down. The disciple mixed him, he pushed away, Duan Huaike came to help him, he also pushed away.
He held the wine jar and said, "I want to honor one person alone." Xun Xun Mi Mi, gradually circled back to the original seat, and walked slowly towards Huo Linfeng. Others turned their necks to look at him, and they all knew that this brother Du Zhong was "loved", as if he were watching a play.
Rong Luoyun stood still: "Du Zhong, I want to toast you."
In front of everyone, Huo Linfeng lowered his eyes: "He De He Neng subordinate."
Rong Luoyun said drunkenly, "You have both virtue and talent." He raised his hand and grabbed the front of the opponent's shirt, pulled it closer, pushed it farther, and then pulled it closer, softly whispering, "You will still please me."
The spirits entered the throat and burned all the way.
The night wind was blowing, and the drunkenness was as strong as the night.
The seats were scattered, and the people were scattered. The disciples crossed their shoulders and carried their backs back to Qianji Hall. Diao Yuliang fell asleep and was carried back to Bieyuan by Duan Huaike. The Lord of the Second Palace is worthy of being the Lord of the Second Palace. He stumbled and found the nameless residence along the small street.
A few steps behind him, Huo Linfeng followed.
Followed into the hospital, followed by Dengtang into the room, followed directly to the bedside. Huo Linfeng lit a red candle, dark red and shadowy, lining Rong Luoyun's crimson face. And Rong Luoyun was sitting on the edge of the bed, stepping on the couch, with both hands obediently covering his knees.
Huo Linfeng squatted in front of the bed and met those clear eyes. He asked, "Is the palace lord not drunk?"
Rong Luoyun nodded, not pretending to be drunk, there were some things he couldn't say.
Huo Linfeng asked again: "Isn't it impossible to tell now?" He put his hand on the opponent's knee and wrapped his fist, "Then let me tell you."
Rong Luoyun's body froze, but Tong Ren'er trembled violently, thumping, and her heart rushed to her throat. Huo Linfeng held his hand and said, "I have known each other for several months, and I have done many unexpected things."
Catching fish, picking lotus, making lights, pasting kites... The trivial details are embarrassing. "I used to think you were arrogant and arrogant, but now I think you're cute. I hate you more for being murderous and doing evil, but now I've changed my mind." Huo Linfeng said, "You have been weak, embarrassed, sharp and charming in front of me, or innocent and young, I've seen it and I've always remembered it."
He let go and held Rong Luoyun's ankle: "I'm not sure which side of you was impressed by, because when I reacted, every side of you could easily impress me."
The silk shoes took off, and Rong Luoyun lifted his foot and stepped on Huo Linfeng's shoulder, moving down to his chest, and he rose and fell violently. "How about it impresses you?" He pressed his teeth, grinding his lower lip, "How about..."
Huo Linfeng said, "I want to see you, talk to you, play with you, coax or cheat, and I want you to care about me the most." Even if they are both men, they may be in opposite positions, but their affection is no match for anything. .
Fainted, confused, like a moth to a fire.
Rong Luoyun asked, "Are you—"
"Yes."
Huo Linfeng said, "I like the palace master."
Half squatting was tiring, he got up and leaned, throwing Rong Luoyun into the bed. Reaching out his hand, he pulled down the gauze, and took advantage of the situation to undo the waistband. He hugged Rong Luoyun's relaxed body. Rong Luoyun stared blankly at the curtain, lowered his hands, so panicked that he forgot to hug each other tightly.
Huo Linfeng asked him, "Palace Master, do you like me?"
He moved his lips: "I like it." How could he be arrogant, his chin kept resting on the other person's shoulder.
After a long time, Huo Linfeng let go of Rong Luoyun and looked at the eyes in the candlelight. Bao Luo has a pair of almond eyes, and the one under her body is a peach blossom eye, and going around, this is the heart and liver of the eight classics.
Holding his face in his palms, he bowed his head against Rong Luoyun's forehead. "The cold attacked that night and bit the palace lord's neck." His voice was hoarse, and he whispered, "After that night, Xiao wanted to kiss the palace lord's mouth."
Rong Luoyun suddenly widened his eyes, his heart stopped and his thin lips were kissed heavily.
Hot, soft, with the smell of alcohol and **, burning and rubbing him, as strong as a fire tree and silver flowers, lingering and like spring water shining clouds... He woke up a little, raised his hands to wrap his hands around him, raised his neck and responded, woo Woo out.
Drops of water quietly rolled from the corners of his eyes.
After the kiss, Huo Linfeng said, "Palace Master, I'm not a big disciple."
Rong Luoyun gasped, not knowing what it meant.
Huo Linfeng said with a smile: "I want to be a concubine."