In the hot afternoon, the garden of the General's Mansion is cool.

Du Zheng was so busy that he brought tea and fruit, took a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and filled the pavilion to the fullest. Looking around again, saw the young master patrolling the garden, destroying things all at once.

And the calamity with the surname Rong was by the side, and he didn't shout at this time, but he looked a little cute.

This is the largest garden in the mansion, with more than ten kinds of plants and colorful flowers. After the meal, Huo Linfeng and Rong Luoyunquan took care of the food, and by the way, they looked for a material to make a lantern.

The cypress tree is too thick, the peach tree should not be cut for good luck, and the begonia and red mulberry are beautiful, and some can't be done. Turning around, found a few newly planted cherry trees in the corner, and simply killed one that was pleasing to the eye.

Huo Linfeng lowered his head to chop down trees and branches, but there was no movement around him, and he couldn't help but stagnate when he looked back. Amidst the lush greenery and mottled, Rong Luoyun was picking flowers earnestly.

Picking a begonia in the east and a hosta in the west, I already have a handful in my hand. He stared at it for a long time, and then the butterfly passed by before returning to his senses, and asked, "How did you pick so many?"

Rong Luoyun said, "My sister likes it and will give it to her tomorrow."

To see Shen Zhou tomorrow, Huo Linfeng thought about it, Shen Zhou seemed to love Rong Duanyu, and Chaomu Lou was all his own, so he said: "Then I will invite a friend at Chaomu Lou tomorrow, and you will be with me when the time comes. "

Rong Luoyun only focused on picking flowers and didn't ask any friends. He picked up a large handful and returned to the pavilion, and met Du Zheng who was guarding there. The two of them stared at each other, and turned half a circle to each other as if the dogs heard each other.

Du Zheng was defeated: "Palace Master, eat melon."

Rong Luoyun sat down and asked, "You have always been his servant?"

Du Zheng replied, "It was his eldest brother when he lied to you."

Rong Luoyun forgot about this, and asked again: "Then he almost got married or something, is it all made up?"

Du Zheng's heart was full of grief, and people are really suffering right now. "Half-truth, half-truth." He replied hesitantly, "Baoyue is not serving Master Ranger, but our wife, who wants the young master to take Baoyue's house..."

Before he could finish speaking, Huo Linfeng came over with the wood in his arms and sat down in the pavilion. After a moment of silence, he drank a cup of herbal tea and looked at the two of them, and asked, "What are you talking about, don't worry about me."

Rong Luoyun handed a piece of melon: "Chat, hold the moon."

Huo Linfeng choked, picked up the apricots and smashed them at Du Zheng. Du Zheng held his head and ran away, so could he blame him for chewing his tongue? It's just that the good friends always ask questions!

When the garden was silent, Huo Linfeng cut the wood and said, "Just ask me in the future, never hide it."

This sentence is enough, Rong Luoyun holds the fresh peach to cover his mouth, then spreads the paper and grinds the ink, and wants to write the heart formula of Ling Yunzhang. He has now reached the third level, and it will be more difficult as it goes on.

Neither of them said a word, the one who made the lamp bowed his head and worked hard, and the one who wrote the words lowered his eyes and meditated silently, sharing a garden breeze. Banzhuxiang passed by, Rong Luoyun finished writing the first layer of heart tactic, and was stunned when he took it away.

There was a portrait under that layer of white Xuan, it was black and ink, the eyes were bursting with flowers, and the body was even more indescribable. After looking at it for a long time, he couldn't help but ask, "Is this for warding off evil spirits?"

Huo Linfeng looked up: "..."

To ward off your mother's evil, when painting is full of love, how can it be so wasteful, he pulled the lamp bone and said, "This is - you."

Rong Luoyun was stunned, his internal organs were in a mess, and he looked down at the painting... This was actually him. There were ghosts in the eyes of the lover, he stroked his face and said: "I look like this in your eyes."

Huo Linfeng thought it was beautiful: "Yes, it's the same."

Rong Luoyun was speechless, guessing that the other party liked his humanity? That's all, he has the right to think that the people in Saibei have different aesthetics, so he continued to write silently.

Huo Linfeng took a peek from the corner of his eye, saw that the other party was not happy, and asked, "Don't you like it?"

"No, hehe." Rong Luoyun smiled dryly.

Huo Linfeng said, "Anyway, I painted you, have you painted me?"

Rong Luoyun's mouth twitched, he could draw better with his feet than this thing. No one was excited, but he took the initiative to take the bait, dipped in ink, and drew an outline in three or two strokes.

He drew Huo Linfeng, concentrated, but didn't look at him.

The person's body, appearance, and spirit were already engraved in his heart before he knew it. From head to toe, from crown to boots, he painted this portrait in one go.

Finally, a brush of clear tea leaves a layer of light gray smoke, and this is done.

In the middle of the world, Huo Linfeng swayed his ponytail lightly, and when he raised his sword, Han Yan softened his sharp eyebrows. The picture is of the day of the competition, drumming and cheering, and they are facing each other far away after the crowd has dispersed.

"It's done." He clenched his chin.

Huo Linfeng came to the table, his eyes fell on the paper, and he suddenly lost all words. This was not enough, Rong Luoyun picked up the pen again and wrote a few words in the blank corner:

- Give my love to the wind.

At that moment, Huo Linfeng's chest became unbearably hot, and he raised his hand to embrace Rong Luoyun. My love, Linfeng, he kept talking in his mouth, so happy that he couldn't say the rest. Rong Luoyun leaned on his shoulder and wrapped around his waist, also very happy.

"I framed it and hung it in the study." Huo Linfeng said.

Rong Luoyun replied, "The one you painted... I won't hang it."

Huo Linfeng chuckled and was so ashamed that he took away the masterpiece of warding off evil spirits.

At the end of this episode, the two performed their duties and spent the afternoon in the pavilion. At dusk, Rong Luoyun offered Lingyun the three-layered heart formula, and Huo Linfeng sent out a cherry tree lantern and a swallow kite.

They went back to the main garden side by side, and met a group of servant girls.

This group of people are all serving in the main garden, and they are not called guards today, so they have a day of idleness. At this moment, want to go back to the next room, but who would have collided with the master.

Anyone who is not blind can't help but look at them secretly.

After all, it was the first time a guest in the mansion stayed overnight, and he didn't live in the wing of the other garden, but slept in the general's house.

Rong Luoyun felt his eyes burning, lowered his head and played with a handful of flowers, and moved behind Huo Linfeng. Huo Linfeng said: "Why do you block the porch? Do you think the road is wide?"

The crowd immediately dispersed, and they all hid in the room in the blink of an eye.

When it was quiet, they also returned to the house, and Huo Linfeng entered the small room to take a bath. Rong Luoyun was sitting on the couch arranging flowers, a little bored and a little curious, what were the servants thinking when they looked at him?

Putting himself in his shoes, if he carried Huo Linfeng back to the Bufan Palace, and let him sleep in Wumingju, let alone Yunyun's disciple, he would probably chew his tongue to pieces.

So speculated, the gang of servants are also chewing their tongues?

Rong Luoyun gradually scratched his heart, leaned on the pillow, closed his eyes and luck, and used the six-way Sanskrit sound. Soon, he caught the movement of the servant's room, and the chatter was really lively.

"Who is that person!", "He's really handsome, but his face is familiar.", "I'm not lame, why did the general take him into the mansion?", "He still wears the general's clothes!"

Suddenly fell into silence, Rong Luoyun picked the embroidered beads on the pillow, hurry up.

After a while, one person boldly asked: "The general will not just cut off his sleeve..."

"The general's family should have been married long ago, and there is not even a housemaid.", "You mean, that person is the general's little darling?", "Then they share a room to do...", "That shit!"

Falling into silence again, Rong Luoyun clenched his left hand with his right hand, what else could he say.

One person boldly asked again: "How do the two men do that kind of thing?"

Rong Luoyun held his breath and clenched his fists unconsciously, asking him to listen to him. Unexpectedly, Huo Linfeng came out with his shirt open, and he was so frightened that his true anger suddenly faded.

He was almost out of breath, and the broken sleeve was washed so quickly.

"What's going on in the nest, just go to bed." Huo Linfeng walked to the bed and stretched out his hand, his sturdy body looming, "Why is your face so red?"

Rong Luoyun couldn't hear the buzzing in his ears, so he just held hands. He thought that Huo Linfeng was just holding him, but the other party picked him up, and he murmured in a low voice, "I'm so spoiled."

Huo Linfeng didn't hear clearly, so he went to the bedside to put down Rong Luoyun, pulled off his bedclothes to check the wound. The cotton yarn was soaked with blood, and he hurriedly took the medicine: "Why don't you feel the pain, why don't you make a sound?"

When luck is stretched, the wound has just opened. Rong Luoyun lay flat, clutching the open corner of his shirt in front of his chest, waiting for the medicine, still drying his belly hysterically.

Huo Linfeng blew the lamp and settled in the tent, got on the bed and lay down.

After a long while, Rong Luoyun regained his hearing, but his mood was still unsettled.

That shit...how to do it?

He thought silently, not knowing when he saw Duke Zhou.

After the even breathing sounded, Huo Linfeng turned over and gently took Rong Luoyun into his arms. That time the carriage was separated by Diao Yuliang, that time the Chanyuan was asleep until it was blocked, that time that Zhulou was unconscious, and that time that Wumingju was interrupted by Lu Zhun.

After all, this was the first time they officially shared a bed.

Sadly injured.

He sighed and closed his eyes to suppress the dark surge.

After the night passed, Huo Linfeng woke up first, went to the barracks for a turn, stood in the corridor after coming back, and listened to the people below reporting on the chores in the city. "Choose a good team from the guards and check the three generations of the ancestors." At the end, he ordered, "If there is nothing wrong, start training soon."

When he was done with his work, he walked to the bedroom window and peeked in like a scene.

Just as Rong Luoyun got dressed, he turned to look at the person outside the window. He patted his lower abdomen: "Your medicine is not bad, it's scabbed." He walked out of the room and walked to the other side, "Go directly to the Chaomu Building?"

Huo Linfeng said "um" and sent a car to pick up Shenzhou. They walked out the door, walked and strolled to the long river, and recruited a painting boat.

At this time, the water is saved and the light is shining, which is very suitable for boating.

Not long after, a carriage pulled up to the river, and the groom was a familiar face in the General's Mansion. Rong Luoyun was eating the fruit, and looking around, he could see the person who got out of the car.

...Shen Zhou?

The friend Huo Linfeng said was actually Shen Zhou!

For a while, Shen Zhou had already boarded the ship, and he was also a little surprised when he saw him. Huo Linfeng introduced: "Brother Shen, this is Rong Luoyun, and he helped Hanzhou."

Shen Zhou muttered: "Rong Luoyun..." Forgot to thank him, remembering the last time we met in the building, "Young Master Rong, please take the liberty to ask, who are you and Miss Duanyu?"

Rong Luoyun returned to his senses: "...compatriots and brothers."

For a moment, he felt that Shen Zhou's eyes became serious, making him nervous. "Sir Shen, sit down." He lowered his head and poured tea, and said in a hurry, "The matter of Jia Yanxi must be over."

Shen Zhou narrowed his eyes: "He committed suicide before he arrived in Chang'an. The clan is huge, and he dare not involve the good uncle who is the prime minister." He whispered, with a hint of unwillingness, "Chen Ruoyin has deep roots, and the account book is a solid proof. , but it's just a mayfly shaking the tree."

Huo Linfeng directly hit the key point: "Brother Shen, do you know who is interceding?" Seeing the other party drinking tea to hide his hesitation, he smiled and said, "Don't worry, Luoyun is not an outsider."

Rong Luoyun was neither an outsider nor a fool, and kicked Huo Linfeng under the table.

At this time, Shen Zhou made a detailed count, and explained Chen Ruoyin's henchmen one by one, except for some who were not in high official positions. "Probably these." He paused slightly, "and also, the prince of the dynasty."

As the boat gradually reached the heart of the river, Huo Linfeng and Shen Zhou had a lot of conversations, not only on business matters, but also on their feelings after they came to Jiangnan. Rong Luoyun listened quietly, looking at Shen Zhou in a trance.

This dazed appearance was caught by Huo Linfeng, who kicked back under the table.

"By the way, there is one more thing." Shen Zhou said, "My father mentioned in the letter that the emperor's holy body was not well in recent months, and he wanted to build a longevity palace to pray for blessings."

Huo Linfeng was able to communicate with one click: "Add Fu?"

Shen Zhou nodded in agreement, then shook his head and smiled bitterly. Tired of talking, he got up and walked out of the saloon, and boarded the deck to take a breath. His eyes swept across the sparkling water and cast on the hexagonal building by the river.

In the bungalow, Rong Luoyun asked, "General Huo, are you checking me?"

Huo Linfeng laughed lowly, the person who is known to be related to Bufan Palace is different from Chen Ruoyin, so Chen Ruoyin's henchmen can be ruled out. He said: "I have to ask whether to check or not, to find out that the Prime Minister's party has a precaution."

Rong Luoyun leaned closer: "You don't have to bother in the future, just ask me."

Huo Linfeng's eyes narrowed slightly: "Then let me ask, what are you always staring at Shen Zhou?" If you don't kick that foot lightly, he will probably stare from the heart of the river to the bank, "Since you are a general, look at the civil servants less."

Rong Luoyun slammed the table, and the Saibei people wronged the good man in Jiangnan again.

They were talking in this room, while Shen Zhou looked out from the other side, and the painting boat stopped by the river bank little by little.

Hanzhou was busy with official business, and Shen Zhou did not want to stay for a long time, so he was ready to leave. He looked back at the Chaomu Building, embarrassed but sincerely said, "Young Master Rong, please send my regards to Miss Duanyu on behalf of Shen."

Rong Luoyun agreed, feeling a little unbearable in his heart. Before leaving, he sent the other party to the carriage, and when the curtain fell, he stepped forward to block the way.

"Sir Shen." He said, "Don't come again."

Shen Zhou looked at him blankly, and he continued: "The son of Taifu and the son of Duke Dingbei must not be too secretive. One visit is enough. You are so high and the emperor is far away, but your honor is still in the court."

Shen Zhou sat in the car, looking at Rong Luoyun outside the car a little dazed, as if he had seen this scene in the air. On a sunny day, the carriage, the child chased after him to block the road, and asked him earnestly—Brother Shen, when will you come to Fuzhong to teach me how to draw?

That pair of eyebrows enlarged a little, and seemed to be in harmony with the one in front of him.

He was even more startled, and deliberately muttered: "Young master is too worried, General Huo and I are just acquaintances of gentlemen."

Rong Luoyun said affectionately, "Have you ever seen an unwarranted crime?!" There is grief and anger hidden in the affection, "By that time... it will be too late."

Having said this, he took two steps back and turned to leave.

"Wait!" Shen Zhou stopped him, "Excuse me, Young Master and Miss Duanyu, do you have any other brothers?"

Rong Luoyun froze for a moment, and replied with hatred, "No more."

The author has something to say: Xiao Rong is the kind of person in the class, who brings some good things to everyone, and he sits by himself reading and doesn't care at all. In fact, my heart is too curious, what, let me see, let me see.

At the last look, it was the luminous watch Xiao Huo bought newly.