Rong Luoyun asked, "Why do you apologize?"

Huo Linfeng replied, "I did something wrong so I apologize."

Rong Luoyun was obviously taken aback for a moment. They have been together for the past two days. What did the other party do wrong? Tired of raising his neck, he dragged Huo Linfeng to the side and sat down, looking at him and asking, "What's wrong?"

A huge mistake, a huge mistake, it has been wrong for seventeen years.

Huo Linfeng stared at the air without saying a word, Rong Luoyun broke his shoulder, shook his arm, and asked more and more curiously. How would he open his mouth and tell the other party that your parents died in the Liaoliao desert in the end.

Died at the hands of his father...

Once admitted, their relationship will change drastically.

"This is a wrong thing," Huo Linfeng said, unable to hide the thick hesitation and confusion, turned his face to meet Rong Luoyun's eyes, like a knife on his neck, "I'll tell you later."

Rong Luoyun was very curious: "After cleaning the face?"

With a light sentence, he pushed Huo Linfeng to the cliff with great strength. He forced himself to smile and said, "That's too urgent, it will be later."

Rong Luoyun asked, "Have you had breakfast?"

Huo Linfeng said, "Are you bargaining for something?"

Rong Luoyun laughed, just now he was really curious, and a few wasted words have turned into a boredom. When he was thirsty, he stepped on the carpet with bare feet and walked to the table to drink herbal tea. When I raised my eyes a little, I happened to see the portrait hanging on the wall, just like that, with the word "My Love" written on it, and I was not afraid of seeing it when the servants were cleaning.

He looked at the painting with his eyes and moved his lips to remind: "I'll go back to the Bufan Palace in a while, and I guess I'll talk about the wrong thing next time." After drinking the tea, he stretched out his hand and put the cup back on the small table, but suddenly he heard panicked and hurried footsteps behind him. .

Rong Luoyun was suddenly restrained by his waist, staggered for half a step, and dropped the thin porcelain cup with a loose hand. He exclaimed, watching the tiles splash, and at the same time firmly embedded in Huo Linfeng's arms.

The iron arms were getting tighter and tighter, making him gasp for breath. He didn't know what it meant, but he felt that his heart was going to be emptied by this hug, and then he would have to use the breath lock technique.

Huo Linfeng rubbed his chin against him with a sore ear, like a beast begging the hunter. He couldn't move, so he could only ask like a slaughter, "What's wrong with you?"

Huo Linfeng said, "Don't leave first, don't leave me first."

The voice was very deep and deep, and there was hardly any impurities in the tone, it was full of pleading. If it was an ordinary pity gesture, Rong Luoyun would definitely be so soft-hearted, it would be easy to say how long he stayed.

However, Huo Linfeng is really abnormal, it seems that something will happen the moment he leaves.

Rong Luoyun recalled this morning, the bed beside him was completely cold, apparently no one was there for half the night. Huo Linfeng stood in the room, mentioned the matter of the third prince without concealment, and guessed his identity.

And the so-called wrong thing, what is it?

He had some heart palpitations and a lot of confusion, but he lacked the soft-heartedness that he should have at the moment. "I'll leave until dusk." He realized that this answer was like a kind of coercion, "I must go back to the extraordinary palace then."

After a long silence, Huo Linfeng replied, "Okay."

He slowly let go of his hand, took two steps back, turned and walked out of the house. He walked out of the hall door and asked Du Zheng to wait on him, but he stayed still and sat on the steps in front of the hall door.

The head of the family does not wash and change clothes, but sits in a silk robe.

Huo Linfeng looked up at the sky, blue and cloudless, and the sun was like a glowing citrus. don't know where those wishing lanterns drifted to, whether Rong Luoyun's parents and younger brother heard what they said last night.

If Tang Zhen and his wife heard "the son of the Duke of Dingbei", they would probably dream of Rong Luoyun tonight.

Therefore, he can't delay it for too long, and the Huo family must admit the wrong things as soon as possible. He couldn't help looking at the sun again, and when it was dusk, he made everything clear.

Huo Linfeng took a deep breath for a moment, got up neatly, and strode back into the house.

The bells rang in the bedroom, and Rong Luoyun and Du Zheng squatted on the ground, picking up broken pieces of porcelain facing their faces. "What happened to your young master?" Rong Luoyun asked, "He wasn't normal this morning."

Du Zheng asked, "Why is it abnormal?"

Rong Luoyun replied, "I said to go, but he wouldn't allow it, and he hugged me like a madman."

When Du Zheng heard this, he said, "Hey, you can't be proud of yourself!"

Rong Luoyun thought to himself, where is he so proud? As he got closer, he whispered, "You know, we went to put out the lights last night. Could something unclean by the river get on him?"

Du Zheng stared, and leaned closer: "Did you mention the young master to your parents?"

Not only mentioning it, but also bluntly saying that the two of them had broken their sleeves, and Rong Luoyun felt ashamed just thinking about it. Du Zheng slapped his thigh and suddenly realized: "It must have been your parents who found the young master last night, dreaming to lead the soul, and questioning whether the young master is sincere to you."

Rong Luoyun was dumbfounded, no wonder he just said he was going to leave and then reacted like that, to make his parents believe? Oops, his parents are too, just found out that it is like this, how to scare people...

After muttering for a while, he got up and turned around to see Huo Linfeng leaning against the door frame with his elbows folded.

The two looked at each other, looked at each other quietly, and both wanted to say something as if nothing happened.

"You..." Qi Qi said.

Huo Linfeng smiled, pursed his lips and motioned for Rong Luoyun to speak first. Rong Luoyun said, "Should you shave your beard?" He rubbed against him at that moment, which was a bit annoying.

Huo Linfeng took advantage of the situation: "I'll bother you then."

The two of them sat in front of the mirror, wiped their faces with a towel, and then wiped some scented pancreas. Rong Luoyun raised Huo Linfeng's chin with his left hand, pinched a thin blade with his right hand, and carefully shaved off a layer of stubble. Huo Linfeng made it to him again, he raised his chin and stared at each other.

He asked, "Will you form an alliance with the third prince?"

Huo Linfeng said with a smile: "Only equal sides can form an alliance, and there is only one word of loyalty between the minister and the prince." Once he agrees, then he needs to support the third prince and become one of its wings.

Rong Luoyun asked again: "Then will you agree?"

Huo Linfeng asked back, "What do you want me to do?"

Rong Luoyun shook his head, he never hesitated, and he never wanted Huo Linfeng to agree. First, the Huo family never exercised power; second, it was difficult for Huo Linfeng to return to Saibei, because the emperor was already afraid, and a little carelessness would cause a catastrophe; third, the world needed a wise ruler, and he could not be sure that the third prince was.

In short, the matter is a big one and needs to be considered carefully.

After shaving and changing clothes, went to the small hall. The breakfast was already clothed. Rong Luoyun thought as he ate, that he had visited the General's Mansion in the past two days, and had seen all the corners, but he didn't know how to spend his time.

So he asked, "What are you going to do today?"

Huo Linfeng drank the porridge: "I don't know." After drinking, he wiped his mouth and glanced at the sunlight outside. He looked at it for a long time, and asked slowly, "Xiao Rong, can you send me another painting?"

After the meal, they stayed in the small hall, laying out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone. After Ping retired, Huo Linfeng studied ink himself, and it was a bit rare for those who fought on the battlefield to do the work of book boys.

Rong Luoyun looked at it with a rarity, playing with a purple hair between his fingers, and when the sun shone, he threw himself on the rice paper like laziness, and changed to lying on his stomach and watching it. He asked, "What do you want Ben Miaoshou to draw?"

Huo Linfeng replied, "You."

He was stunned: "What's wrong with me? What the hell am I painting?"

Huo Linfeng replied again: "Draw you."

Rong Luoyun sat up straight and drew him? I have seen people painting landscape figures, flowers, birds and beasts, but I have never seen myself painting my own. He stopped writing and went on strike, holding a lacquer box and eating beans, as if he would not cooperate.

After researching the ink, Huo Linfeng said, "I want to have a portrait of you, frame it and hang it next to mine, and have a companion." The soldiers shouted all day long, and for the first time he spoke bitterly, "If I If you paint well, I won't bother you, and I'm afraid you will say that you will ward off evil spirits after you finish painting."

Rong Luoyun sneered, it's really hard to say the reason for such a loss of face. He had already agreed in his heart, but he was coquettish and spoiled, but he wanted to take advantage of it: "What should you do if you only look at the portrait and not at me?"

Huo Linfeng smiled softly: "Although you are very talented, your paintings are still not as good as your real person. When I really can't see you, I will use painting to quench my thirst."

Rong Luoyun didn't understand before, why the girl in the Chaomu Lou had been through a lot of trouble and always listened to the nonsense of men. Now that he understood that sweet words can indeed make people dizzy, he picked up the pen in a daze, dipped in the ink, and forgot to ask—how could he really not see it?

Zihao Jian'er was about to touch Bai Xuan, and he asked, "What does the painting look like?"

Huo Linfeng's mind was chaotic, the voices and smiles were the same, but there were thousands of scenes. Wearing a crown, wearing a ponytail, smiling or frowning, I can't pick a favorite.

After dawdling for a while, he chose the first time he met Rong Luoyun.

After thinking about it, Rong Luoyun put the pen to him and changed his mind: "It's up to you to draw, I want you to draw." He emphasized the key point in a low voice, "I'll help you, and then you write those few words. ."

Huo Linfeng pretended to be stupid: "What word?"

Rong Luoyun said: "...you love Luoyun."

He stood in front of Huo Linfeng, writing together, and drawing outlines on the paper. Moon-white gauze robe and silver silk crown, his face is as deep as water, and his eyes are as bright as stars. This is Huo Linfeng's perspective. He glanced at it in a hurry and chased after him with a feverish mind.

Who would have thought at that time that the case would be raised now.

It is difficult to predict at this moment what step it will evolve to in the future.

After the portrait was gradually finished, Rong Luoyun let go of his hand and obediently moved to the side. Huo Linfeng held the pen alone, and when the ink was half dry, he pressed a corner and wrote four words: My love falls into the clouds.

After writing, turned face, and saw that love folded his hands together, and there were words in his mouth. Rong Luoyun was sending a message to his parents, this is the person he identified, lovable and credible, don't scare others.

Huo Linfeng called to Du Zheng and ordered the painting to be framed, while whispering.

Rong Luoyun didn't pay attention, and as soon as the people left, he said, "I want a box of chess pieces." He didn't collect the pen and paper, so he might as well study the attacking formation.

The two walked down the corridor, Huo Linfeng held a box of chess pieces, and Rong Luoyun lay down on the railing to draw a map. Draw a point, throw one, use the square yard as a plate, and drop the pieces to form a lattice.

The people quickly backed away and gathered into a group to watch the scene. The scorching sun above his head was like fire, and each chess piece shone with a pea-sized crystal light, forming one piece. Rong Luoyun ran down, picked up eight at the southeast corner, and threw them towards the center.

"This is the first change, General Huo, you have to remember it." He showed bright eyes and white teeth in the sun, "If I'm not here, no one will remind me."

Huo Linfeng stood upright on the steps and nodded.

If the other party is not there, it sounds like a prophecy.

Rong Luoyun moved between the formations, picked up his sons, and threw the formations out of the flowers. The servants were fascinated, and after Du Zheng came back, standing beside the tree exaggeratedly applauded.

With the last change, the entire array returned to its original state, in a semi-enclosed state.

Rong Luoyun said: "The middle part is the elite underwater soldiers, and the surrounding are the sailors on the ships. The main and auxiliary are together." Go inside."

Huo Linfeng said, "Just tell me, they will listen to you too."

This was equivalent to declaring that their identities were equal, so Rong Luoyun tried: "All go back to the room." After that, the maids and servants returned to the next room, and Du Zheng hurriedly entered the main hall.

When the others were gone, he looked at Huo Linfeng and said, "The play formation is a formation that I developed by myself. It is unique. The previous formations of capturing dragons and flowing clouds and flowing water were not created by me."

"I lied to you and said that it was taught by master, and then I was sloppy and said that I liked it since I was a child." He took a few steps closer. "It was actually taught by my father, although I only learned it when I was five years old."

Huo Linfeng's heart skipped a beat, and he didn't know what kind of expression to put on.

Rong Luoyun said with great interest: "My father is proficient in the art of Qimen. He once wrote a strange book called "The Mirror of Sin". The book was written for a whole year, from the day he was born until he was one year old. until birthday.

When fleeing for his life seventeen years ago, in order to avoid revealing his identity, Tang Zhen did not give him the book. Unexpectedly, the parents were killed, and the whereabouts of the book could not be found. His interest faded, and he smiled regretfully.

At this time, Huo Linfeng asked, "Is there a small note in the book?"

Rong Luoyun was surprised: "How do you know?" He ran down the steps, raised his face slightly and looked at each other, "It was a rainy night when "The Mirror of Evil" was completed, and my father wrote a small note of Suxin and put it in it, for My birthday present."

He still remembers the words on the note: "If you want to weave Shu brocade robes, you have to choose ramie and linen clothes. You can't work hard, and you should be paid."

Huo Linfeng suddenly burst out laughing: "Giving the child a gift in the rainy night..."

He once thought that the child had been reincarnated, and he wished that the yin and virtue of this life would accumulate blessings for the child, and that he would be happy in the next life. Unexpectedly, good luck will make people, they have met in this life.

Rong Luoyun looked at him in disbelief: "Why do you know? Why?!"

Huo Linfeng said, "Not only do I know, but I have been occupying your belongings." He turned his head and shouted toward the hall with his blue veins protruding, "Du Zheng!"

In a panicked footstep, Du Zheng took the book and stumbled to Rong Luoyun.

Rong Luoyun's eyes widened, staring at the word "Nie Jing" and suddenly froze, reached out to take it, and turned the first page tremblingly. The Suxin small note was sandwiched inside, and the blood had dried up for more than ten years, covering his original name.

Why is this book in Huo Linfeng's place?

He looked up, his heart beating faster.

Huo Linfeng said, "Because seventeen years ago, your parents fled to Saibei." He promised that he would never lie to Rong Luoyun again. Moreover, there is no impermeable wall in the world, and before the strong wind came, he pushed it down swiftly and decisively.

"The one who ultimately took your parents' lives was not Chen Ruoyin's subordinate," he said, "but my father, Huo Zhao."

Seventeen years ago, the wrong thing, finally admitted.

Is everything coming to an end?

It was so fast that it didn't even wait for dusk.

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