The guards came to report: "General, Rong Luoyun went to the Chaomu Building."

Huo Linfeng said: "Guard in secret, until he returns to Bufan Palace unharmed." After he waved his hand, the guards left, and there was no one else in the courtyard.

The play formation has not yet been closed, the image of the formation has a smell of ink, and the sun is still so bright. In the past half an hour, nothing has changed, only Rong Luoyun left.

Hearing what he said, he took two steps back, turned around, and left.

Huo Linfeng sat on the threshold and shouted, "Du Zheng, bring a pot of tea."

He had a sore throat, and it was estimated that he had talked too much. The hidden scenes and the backlog of old things had just been recruited. At that time, it was clear or cloudy, how quickly the secret order came, how many personal guards were captured, what color shirt Tang Zhen was wearing, and what style of jade hairpin Tang Zhen was wearing, all explained clearly.

Not a single sentence is vague, and it is so detailed that one has to believe it.

When the tea came, he caught it and drank it against the spout, drinking not a drop. Du Zheng squatted aside and said, "Young master, you can eat anything, but don't joke around."

Huo Linfeng turned his face suddenly: "Am I joking?" Who would make such a joke by accusing his own father and hurting the heart of his beloved?

Du Zheng had a worried look on his face: "Korong Luoyun obviously doesn't know, why should the young master tell him?"

Huo Linfeng was furious and smashed the teapot: "My father killed his parents, wiped his neck with a long sword, and killed two people!"

He grabbed the other party's clothes: "Enron has been a fluke for 17 years, and now it's my own selfish desires, but I know the truth but continue to hide it? If I were like that, how would I be different from a beast?!"

Du Zheng trembled in horror: "But... but what if he seeks revenge..."

Huo Linfeng let go of his hand: "It's very easy to do!"

"He doesn't like to kill the son of his father's enemy. I admit that he has cut off with me from now on. I also admit that he took his sword to seek revenge, and I stood up to pay the debt to the father and the son and pay for my life!"

Du Zheng fell to the ground and cried, tears streaming down his face.

Huo Linfeng staggered and stood up with the door frame. The sun was shining all over the courtyard, but at this moment, he felt deserted, just like the eyes of Rong Luoyun before he left.

The man didn't say a word, just took two steps back as if to escape, and finally left quietly.

His voice was hoarse: "Cry, Quan Dang is sad for me."

Du Zheng asked, "Young master, can it be saved?"

Recover? Saying all the sour words as before, reassuring? Running outside the extraordinary palace all night, stalking and begging for forgiveness?

Huo Linfeng smiled helplessly: "I don't have that face anymore."

He picked up the pieces, took away the paper and ink, and the yard was as clean as if nothing had happened. At this time, the sun slanted westward, and finally it was dusk.

By the long river, there is an endless stream of people outside the Chaomu Building, and it is time to pick up guests before nightfall. The hairpin was smiling, and when she saw a familiar figure, she immediately greeted and said hello.

Rong Luoyun was expressionless, went upstairs and looked for a vacant seat by himself. He sat in a daze, the noise around him did not catch his ears, and the singing and dancing on the stage did not catch his eyes.

The maid of the Qing Dynasty passed by and saluted him, the outstanding people passed by and winked at him, the maid added tea, and the servant served vegetables. It wasn't until Rong Duanyu brought up his skirt that Su's hand touched the back of his head and asked him to move slightly.

Rong Luoyun said softly, "Sister, I want to drink."

Rong Duanyu personally brought a pot and filled it up. Rong Luoyun raised his neck and drank all the way, the **** liquor burned all the way, and rolled into the spleen and stomach from the throat. He grabbed the jug and poured himself a drink, the second cup, the third cup... and drank the wine completely.

"One more pot," he said.

Rong Duanyu saw the clue: "What happened to you today?"

Rong Luoyun said with a temper, "One more pot!" When the wine was brought, he drank heavily at the mouth of the pot and drank it all in one breath. "Sister," he asked in a low voice, "do you miss your parents?"

Rong Duanyu was startled, misunderstanding Rong Luoyun because he missed his parents. She was aroused by sadness, but she was unable to speak in front of everyone, so she had to pat the other person on the shoulder.

Rong Luoyun gave a wry smile. After the smile faded, he said, "There is only a wine jug in the Chaomu Building? Bring me a wine jar."

When the wine jar arrived, he jumped with the mouth of the jar and landed lightly on the railing on the second floor. Leaning back against the pillar, in a half-drunk attitude, he held the wine jar and poured it into his mouth.

He drank all the jars, and from a little drunk turned into a big drunk, his eyes closed and a golden star appeared.

In that flickering starlight, a looming figure was Huo Linfeng.

What did Huo Linfeng do when he appeared? What are you going to lie to him about? Isn't it enough to make a bloody feud?

Rong Luoyun's eyes were half-closed, with a layer of bright tears covering them, condensing into a drop, and hanging precariously on his eyelids. "Father, mother." He seemed to be dreaming, but he was extremely careful, "He's lying to me, right?"

For seventeen years, he had never suspected the death of his parents, and now told him that the murderer was someone else?

Ding Beihou... Huo Zhao... How could the person who killed his parents be Huo Linfeng's father? !

Rong Luoyun got up leaning on the railing, and staggered along the corridor, grabbing a jug, grabbing a wine jar, and drinking along the way. Go to the stairs, go up the stairs, and stop at an unoccupied corner.

He looked up and said, "be careful this time, don't bump into me."

Sitting on the steps, Gu Dong murmured, "If I drop the handkerchief on purpose, I will not return it if I find it."

Rong Luoyun muttered to himself, took a few sips of wine after saying a few words, and held the jar in a daze after drinking it. He was already very drunk, and finally closed his eyes and bowed his head, buried his face in the mouth of the altar and fell asleep.

At about Mo Yin's time, he was carried back to the fourth floor to the upper room, and he was as drunk as a puddle of mud.

After sleeping until noon, Rong Luoyun woke up dizzy, and his mind was still unclear. With a creak, Rong Duanyu came in with the hangover soup, stopped by the bed and looked down at him.

He lay still and called out "sister" in a daze.

Rong Duanyu sat down: "I'm so drunk that I'm frightened." Stirring the soup in the bowl, he scolded softly, "I've never seen you like this before, what's so unpleasant, I just want to make myself so bad Embarrassed."

Rong Luoyun's drunkenness was hard to dissipate: "Sister, do you miss your parents?"

With this question again, Rong Duanyu shook his head: "I don't want to. If I always think about it, I can't live my life." She looked at the other party and guessed, "Are you worried about revenge?"

Rong Luoyun reacted greatly, and suddenly sat up and overturned the bowl of hangover soup. "That's right, I'm worried about revenge." He held Rong Duanyu's shoulders and said in a crazy tone, "Sister, do you know? It turns out that the murderer who killed his father and mother was someone else."

Rong Duanyu struggled to get up: "you're drunk, I'll cook another bowl."

The other party walked out, Rong Luoyun tilted his head and said, "Huo Zhao killed it." With just this sentence, Rong Duanyu turned around and looked at him in astonishment.

He suddenly smiled: "Huo Linfeng himself admitted that Huo Zhao killed it!"

Rong Luoyun narrated intermittently, inarticulate and confused because of drunkenness. All the words were said by Huo Linfeng yesterday. He originally thought that he could forget it when he was drunk, but he did not expect to remember it so clearly.

"Sister, I'm not filial." He suddenly burst into tears, "I'm sorry for my parents."

Rong Duanyu said anxiously, "What's the matter with you?"

Rong Luoyun said, "It's been a long time... I like Huo Linfeng."

The astonishment has not faded, but the blood on Rong Duanyu's face has faded, and her lips are open and closed, and she is so terrified that she can't say a word. What does "like" mean? What kind of "like"? !

Rong Luoyun lowered his head, looking like an idiot, rambled on and didn't know what he was talking about. He was stimulated by the sky, and it was calm at the time, pouring a few jars of wine, and saying a few words, and now the attack occurs.

He got out of bed barefoot, walked to the bed and opened the window.

He wanted to go to the river, so he simply flew down.

Rong Duanyu screamed, and there was chaos outside the Chaomu Building.

In the time of Banzhuxiang, a guard rode his horse into the barracks and went straight to the general's tent.

Huo Linfeng stood in front of the sand table map. He had always been reporting to his superiors and other subordinates, but he couldn't wait. He raised his eyes and asked, "Is Rong Luoyun returning to the Bufan Palace?"

The guard clasped his fists: "He... jumped off the building."

"What?!" Huo Lin risked drawing his sword, "Speak clearly!"

The guard hurriedly said: "Rong Luoyun didn't leave last night and only showed up in the afternoon. Who knows he jumped from the Chaomu Building." Seeing that the general was about to eat people, he took a half step back and added, "He didn't seek death, but he jumped off like a madman. After the building ran to the river bank, the whole person soaked in the river and talked to himself."

Huo Linfeng asked, "Is he injured?!"

The guard replied, "Because of the bare feet, only the feet were scratched a little."

Huo Linfeng was so distressed that he paced back and forth, and his mind was full of the scenes described by the other party. Such a person who is so proud of snow and deceives frost, drunk and mad, jumping from the building in the blue sky and running into the river with bare feet, how should the person washing clothes and shaking the oars by the river point to him?

He couldn't bear to think any longer, and ordered: "Go to Bufan Palace to find Lu Zhun and Diao Yuliang, and let them take Luoyun back as soon as possible."

The guards took orders to do it, and as soon as they got out of the tent, they collided with Du Zheng. Du Zheng came in with a big box and a small box, glanced at the master's face, and went to the table to put it down.

Huo Linfeng was upset: "What are you doing here, go back."

Du Zheng said, "It is estimated that the young master has not eaten, so he brought some food." He opened the food box, and there was a brocade box next to the food box.

Huo Linfeng's heart tensed, and the few steps he walked to the table made his nose even colder. He opened the brocade box and held up the scroll. After unfolding, he and Rong Luoyun completed the portrait together. This painting was tricked by him. When he painted it, he anticipated this moment and wanted to leave a thought for himself.

Du Zheng asked, "Young master is worried, why don't you watch him in person?"

Huo Linfeng said: "He is crazy now. If I show up, I will kill him."

Rong Luoyun said that he converted to Buddhism after he wanted to take revenge, which shows that he has always lived for revenge. Unexpectedly, when he met Huo Linfeng, he was provoked, and his heart changed.

Even more unpredictable, the one who likes is actually the son of the enemy.

No one can tell whether it is love or evil, but just thinking about it for a moment has already broken the heart. Huo Linfeng held the scroll tightly in his hand, walked out of the tent, and walked all the way to the entrance of the camp.

He just stood there, motionless.

After a long time, a pony carriage came from a distance, quite familiar.

When he got closer, he could see that the driver was Diao Yuliang, and the person in the car... was Rong Luoyun who was picked up?

Huo Linfeng took two steps forward, staring straight at the car body, getting closer and closer, the carriage was about to pass outside the camp, Diao Yuliang even waved at him. He stared at the half-closed window, didn't dare to say anything when he asked, and swallowed it as a missed lunch.

Just then, a gust of wind pushed the small window open.

In front of the car dealership, he glimpsed the man's face.

He likes to say "kill you" the most, but at this moment he should say "kill you", but Rong Luoyun sits silently in the car. I saw the hatred on his face, and the tears were pouring out.

Huo Linfeng watched the carriage pass by, but it still didn't move.

Are they over?

Still resentment is hard to dissipate...until death.

The author has something to say: Xiaorong seems to have won the lottery when she shouted for another pot