After waiting for many days, Huo Linfeng finally got some comfort at this moment. He hugged Rong Luoyun tightly, but relaxed his legs, fearing that his body would smack each other.

Thinking of this, couldn't help but stunned for a while.

In summer, the clothes are thin, and Rong Luoyun's small buttocks are pressed against his legs, and the touch is particularly clear. Warm and soft, the big hand holding the waist couldn't help but move down.

Rong Luoyun froze: "Let go of me."

Huo Linfeng was more honest, moved his hand back to his waist, and hugged him even tighter. Rong Luoyun tilted his head and didn't look at him, and ordered him to let go, but his body stayed still.

He asked gently, "Why don't you push me away? Afraid my wound will hurt?"

The other party didn't answer, and he asked again: "Since you are reluctant to let me hurt, why are you willing to stab me with a sword?"

Rong Luoyun seemed guilty, looking at the incense burner and remained silent.

Huo Linfeng said, "I can dodge this sword, and I can stop it." He held Rong Luoyun's face and twisted it, making him look at him, "I handed you the stab on the shoulder to let you vent. , if it's not enough, there's no harm in taking another sword."

Rong Luoyun shook his head: "Just here, let's stop entangled."

What do you mean by being here? Huo Linfeng heard the clue, and anxiety surged in his heart. He forced himself to suppress: "I saved your life, the grace of saving life and this sword will offset the mistakes I made, okay?"

The tone contained grievances, and seeing that the other party did not let go, he bumped his thighs. The little ball of butt upturned, fell, and compacted, so that he almost forgot to speak.

He whispered: "The Bufan Palace has a bad reputation. I am an official. I just came here and wanted to kill the people, so I sneaked into it. At first, I had the idea of ​​punishing evil, but I gradually found that the Bufan Palace was not what it was rumored to be. The purpose has changed.”

"Think about it, have I ever done anything to hurt the Immortal Palace? Have I ruined any plans? On the contrary, I only get your appreciation for my ability to do things, right?"

"I wanted to please you at first, so I pretended to like Wenrou Township as I liked, but everything else is sincere. Catching fish for you, giving you lotus flowers, how can all these things be hypocritical?"

"I have been served by a bunch of people since I was a child, and I have never cooked tea myself. If it wasn't because of my emotions, how could I even be willing to do the housemaid's work? Besides, do I treat the four palace masters the same? Why did I provoke you?"

"I'm secretly investigating you, you are dealing with the imperial court, don't you also silently investigate me?" Huo Linfeng analyzed it from beginning to end, "The most unacceptable thing for me is that you doubt my sincerity after being with you. Although Huomen are all loyal ministers and good generals, they are not loyal enough to be happy for life."

The words and sentences seemed like a barrage of cannons, and Rong Luoyun's face was stunned when he heard it. When his cheeks were hot, Huo Linfeng raised his face and brushed his breath with his breath: "If I'm not sincere, I can just tear it apart and leave. Why bother to ask you for mercy?"

"Xiao Rong, please pity me."

Rong Luoyun's heart twisted sour water, all of which were twisted by this Saibei barbarian. He closed his eyes for a moment and said quietly, "I'm not angry anymore, but I don't want to be with you anymore."

Huo Linfeng's expression changed suddenly, his purpose is to seek peace, what is this? !

Rong Luoyun said: "Now that you are back to General Huo, for you, it is just to restore your identity, but for me it is like a change of person."

He likes Du Zhong, Du Zhong has no father or mother, and he lives with his elder brother. Du Zhong often ridiculed him, and then coaxed him again, and the cry of "Palace Lord" made his mind rippling. He said that he would put Eucommia on the apex of the heart, because it is on the apex of the heart, so it is extraordinarily profound.

Huo Linfeng was inexplicably sour. The Du Zhong he pretended to be was the first person Rong Luoyun liked, and he cared so much that he couldn't accept him now. He was helpless and moved, unable to say what it was like.

After being quiet for a long time, he said, "You like Du Zhong not because of his identity, but because of his character, appearance, and the way he treats you. He is who he is. Huo Linfeng is the same as him, do you understand?"

Rong Luoyun seemed to understand but did not understand, the tip of his nose was vertical, and he smelled a faint smell of blood.

Strictly hugged for so long, and still tossing and turning, the shoulder injury was squeezed and cracked. Huo Linfeng was in pain, and he begged along the river: "The wound hurts badly, can you change the dressing for me?"

Rong Luoyun nodded in agreement, and finally got off that leg. He rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find cotton yarn and medicinal wine, and returned to the table to find that Huo Linfeng had fallen asleep.

He moved the person onto the bed and laid it flat, untied his waist, drew the knot, and peeled off the layers of clothes to reveal his sturdy body. After removing the blood-splattered cotton yarn, he finally saw how deep the sword was and what kind of scars it would leave.

A little bit of bandage, it was time to wrap up the clothes, but he stayed still.

Rong Luoyun gently stretched out his hand, and tapped the pulp of his finger on Huo Linfeng's lower abdomen, where there was a scar. Walking along the gully of the muscles, the finger pulp moves to the waist, then to the chest, collarbone, and finally stops at the throat.

He pressed his Adam's apple, causing Huo Linfeng to say "um". The pulp of the finger continued to do evil, sliding across the slender neck and touching the cyan stubble on the chin. Sure enough, the prick was not painful, but it was itchy.

At this moment, Huo Linfeng mumbled something vaguely.

"What?" Rong Luoyun leaned over, "What did you say?"

Huo Linfeng muttered: "Xiao Rong, Luoyun..."

Rong Luoyun pursed his lips and responded softly.

Huo Linfeng said again: "The little butt is so soft..."

Rong Luoyun's eyes were round, and his cheeks seemed to be smeared with rouge. What kind of shameless dream is this person doing? He jumped out of bed with a thud, pulled the gauze tent hard, and strode away.

When he stepped out the door, he suddenly stopped, stiff and embarrassed.

He touched his butt with his backhand, and it seemed that...

Rong Luoyun's head buzzed, like a sour scholar who has lost his propriety, righteousness, and integrity, a little monk who has broken his lust, and a big girl who has lost his chastity. He hurried out and hid from one end of the porch to the other, almost knocking Rong Duanyu over.

"What's the panic?" Rong Duanyu asked.

Rong Luoyun said: "No, no." He wiped off his sweat, "Huo Linfeng is asleep, and will leave early tomorrow morning, I, I will go back to the extraordinary palace first."

After he finished speaking, he ran away, for fear that Rong Duanyu would ask questions.

It was already late at night, and when we returned to the extraordinary palace, the courtyards were pitch black. Rong Luoyun was too lazy to light the lamp, so after arriving at Wumingju, he entered the bedroom in the dark, and planted himself on the bed in disarray.

Du Zhong is Huo Linfeng, and Huo Linfeng is Du Zhong.

In his heart, the old monk recited the scriptures, pondered over and over, and gradually fell asleep.

On summer nights, the cicadas chirping over the birds, and they can sing alive all night.

When the morning light was hazy, Lu Zhun came out of the Cangjin Pavilion and walked inside along the small street. Passing through the lotus pond, saw Diao Yuliang paddling a small boat.

"Fourth, you got up early."

"Third brother, you are too early."

"I'll go to Wumingju to see the second brother, what are you doing?"

"I also looked at the second brother."

When the boat docked, Diao Yuliang came and was taken by Lu Zhun, and the two walked towards Wumingju, shoulder to shoulder. One is going to be a talkative woman for silver taels, and the other is going to be a messenger for visiting the military camp.

Rong Luoyun didn't know that the two traitors were approaching. He curled up and fell asleep, dreaming that Du Zhong rode his horse back. The man opened his hands towards him and called out "Palace Master", and he ran over happily.

"Du Zhong..." Rong Luoyun stretched out his hand and touched a fluffy lump. Confused, he opened his eyes, only to see Lu Zhun and Diao Yuliang lying side by side by the bed, staring at him sincerely.

Rong Luoyun was startled and slumped into the bed.

Seeing that he woke up, Lu Zhun got up and went to carry the copper basin, ready water and cloth. Diao Yuliang went to pick out clothes and folded the quilt. Rong Luoyun was served to wash and change clothes, and even his shoes were worn on the left and the right.

After the busy work, Lu Zhun asked, "Second brother, have you forgiven Huo Linfeng?"

Rong Luoyun nodded, and Diao Yuliang quickly asked, "What are you going to do today?"

Rong Luoyun didn't think about it, and Lu Zhun asked again, "Have you been reconciled with Huo Linfeng as before?"

Rong Luoyun shook his head, and Diao Yuliang asked again, "Practice or study?"

Rong Luoyun didn't choose, and Lu Zhun asked, "Why do you still have grudges, do you think the surname Huo is worse than the surname Du?"

Rong Luoyun couldn't bear it any longer, he grabbed the two of them by the back and slammed them, and then kicked each other. Doing something in the early morning is more nosy than the old woman in the morning and evening building.

Diao Yuliang crawled over and hugged his leg: "Second brother, I will tell Huo Linfeng about your situation before you can go to the military camp. You can do it for me!" Lu Zhun immediately rushed over when he heard the words: "Second brother, you go with the fourth brother. Well, if you and Huo Linfeng are reconciled, I have a thousand taels..."

No wonder, this was bought by the rich and powerful General Huo.

All morning, these two pieces of dog-skin plaster stuck to him, splashed his ink on writing, robbed him of his cakes with rice, and stamped on the house with his four feet. After three poles in the sun, he was tortured to the point of sweating, and finally agreed.

Rong Luoyun was pulled by Diao Yuliang and happily went out the door.

In this scene, the competition in the military camp is in full swing, and the shouting is piercing the cloud and cracking the stone. General Huo, who stayed in the brothel at night, rolled up his sleeves, but he couldn't hold back the contamination of Hengwuxiang. He looked down when he lowered his eyes for a moment.

When I woke up in the morning, the wound was replaced with medicine, but the clothes were scattered, and I heard that Rong Luoyun left in a hurry last night. He remembered something and smiled to himself. At this time, the soldiers from Yingkou came to report: "General, someone from Bufan Palace is here."

Huo Linfeng estimated that it was Diao Yuliang, and ordered: "Let's bring people over."

After a while, the descendants were taken, and he looked away from the messy soldiers, Diao Yuliang was jumping, and behind him was Rong Luoyun, who was slow and slow. He stood fixedly, smiled when the other party looked at him, and stretched out his hand when the other party came.

Rong Luoyun naturally refused to help, and explained, "The fourth elder insists on me coming."

Huo Linfeng didn't care about the cause, only the present. He handed the book to Hu Feng, led Rong Luoyun towards the shooting range, and said as he walked, "Today's test is actually a graded test. These soldiers are far worse than the disciples of Bufan Palace."

Rong Luoyun said "um": "After your training?"

Huo Linfeng smiled and replied, "I am a wounded soldier, how dare I boast about Haikou."

This sword can't go around, it can provoke pity, collect debts, and activate the atmosphere. There were few people around, but they were walking slowly in the middle of the grass. Rong Luoyun saw the target and curled up his hands, because his riding and shooting was not very good.

Huo Linfeng asked, "Try it?"

He took Rong Luoyun to the stables at the back, and brought out his fine horse, a dark brown BMW with brushed water droplets on its mane. "This horse has fought a lot with me," he said. "It's called Chengfeng."

Rong Luoyun was a little surprised: "Chengfeng?"

"Because it is my good brother." Huo Linfeng explained, "It means riding the wind and breaking the waves."

Rong Luoyun asked, "What does 'Linfeng' mean?"

Huo Linfeng was instantly stunned. He had imagined that the other party called him by his name countless times, but it was unexpected. Linfeng, Linfeng... He approached a little and whispered, "Luoyun, call me again."

This situation was very compelling, and Rong Luoyun was at a loss and did not respond. Huo Linfeng took a step closer stubbornly, his voice hoarse: "Call me, call me by my name again."

Rong Luoyun moved his lips: "...Huo Linfeng."

General Huo smiled, and he was so satisfied that he thumped Chengfeng with a punch. He Gu, the horse raised its hoofs and neighed immediately. He took advantage of the situation to grab Rong Luoyun and said hypocritically, "Be careful."

When Ma'er regained his composure, Rong Luoyun didn't forget: "Why is it named 'Linfeng'?"

General Huo pondered for a moment: "Because I am the most handsome man in Saibei."