A handful of pecans were broken into dregs and could not be eaten.

Huo Zhao suddenly let go of his hand and let the slag in his hand fall to the stone table and the ground.

There is no such thing as "one and two clean" in this world. North geese flying to the south still leave traces, and the blossoming and falling of flowers can't hide a wisp of fragrance. Some of them are "if you want people to know nothing, you can't do it unless you do it yourself".

Huo Zhao claimed the lives of Tang Zhen and his wife. At that time, it was about conspiracy and did not make a statement. It was a secret decree written by the emperor. After learning the truth or feeling guilty for many years, he never thought that nothing happened.

It is an indisputable fact that people are killed by others.

"You..." Huo Zhao was stunned for a long time, staring at Rong Luoyun intently and in astonishment. His surname was Tang, and his single name was one word.

Rong Luoyun also stared at Huo Zhao, and he saw all the expressions on the other's face when their eyes met, the suspicious eyes, and the hesitation that was silent at the moment. He felt that Huo Zhao was too different from Chen Ruoyin. Chen Thief narrowed his eyes and revealed his sinister appearance. He was mad and vicious.

But Huo Zhao, rather than being dignified and threatening, might as well say that he is righteous and awe-inspiring. Rong Luoyun has seen the appearance of Huo Linfeng ordering troops and horses, and the appearance of running for the people. He must be very calm and responsible like his father.

Rong Luoyun thought, such a person, who has spent most of his life, said, "If you fight for the people, you will be a fearless general", why is he the murderer who took his parents' lives.

The cooked snow needle tea gradually cooled down, and the butler saw the clue and turned away the servants around him. After a long confrontation, just when Huo Zhao moved his lips and was about to ask a question, Rong Luoyun took the lead: "The secret letter is the most important thing, don't delay."

Huo Linfeng understood what he meant, and said, "Dad, go to the study and talk."

Huo Zhao's words stuck in his throat, he nodded passively and dully, suppressed all his thoughts, raised his hand sideways, and made a "please" gesture towards the door behind him.

The first child and the second child entered the house, and the halls and rooms were quiet. When he got to the study, Huo Zhao sat down in the armchair. He didn't know where to look, so he looked at the small copper stove on the desk.

Huo Linfeng took out the secret letter and offered it: "Dad, take a look."

Huo Zhao took it, glanced around and reprimanded in a low voice, "If you don't understand the rules, pour tea for Young Master Tang."

The name "Rong Luoyun" has been engraved in his heart, and Huo Linfeng is very unaccustomed to being called "Tang Gongzi" suddenly. He agreed and waited for Rong Luoyun to sit down and pour tea for him himself.

The tea was poured into the cup from the spout of the pot. It was gurgling and could cover up the noise. Huo Linfeng took advantage of the situation and said quietly, "I have confessed before that Mrs. Tang's sons and daughters are still in the world."

Rong Luoyun raised his eyes and whispered back: "So your father just understood?"

Huo Linfeng said, "If you say your name is Rong Luoyun, my father will understand immediately. He probably guessed the real name you said." After pouring the tea, he opened the small lid box on the table, and there were two or three kinds of snacks in it. , and freshly made candied flowers.

It was quiet here, and Huo Zhao over there had already read the secret letter and asked, "Is this letter really from the Prime Minister?"

Huo Linfeng sat down at the table: "I didn't get the secret letter, so let Luoyun say it."

This sentence was missed, and Huo Zhao suddenly stared at him. He was just guessing in the courtyard. Once he was sure, he was panicked. Rong Luoyun was indifferent, as if nothing had happened, and said calmly: "Before and after the Mid-Autumn Festival, news of the great victory of the early battle of Saibei spread throughout Chang'an City. On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Chen Ruoyin wrote this secret letter."

Huo Zhaoqiang regained his senses, and after a little thought, he knew: "This is a good way to lure snakes out of the hole, dare to ask who did it?"

Rong Luoyun raised a cup and said, "I made it below." He lowered his head and sipped, and after drinking, he still stared at the complicated patterns on the carpet, "The Huo family and the prime minister check and balance each other, so Chen Ruoyin wants to get rid of them and then hurry up."

Huo Zhao knew that the discord between the generals was not for a while, but he did not expect that Chen Ruoyin would dare to commit the serious crime of collaborating with the enemy. Fu looked down at the secret letter again, and he said: "The old man and Chen Ruoyin are in the same situation, but he emphasized in the letter that this war will take Linfeng's life."

Rong Luoyun was a little hesitant: "According to Chen Ruoyin, firstly, it is because Linfeng is in command and is the main force to calm the chaos, and secondly, he suspects that Linfeng and Bufan Palace are allies."

He didn't mention the third prince, didn't want to expose himself, and didn't want to let the Huo family get involved with Prince Rui. Huo Linfeng listened quietly and asked Huo Zhao, "Father, what did you say in the secret letter?"

Huo Zhao replied: "Azatai has a 'Chi Na army' under his command. Chen Ruoyin said that the time has come and ordered the Chi Na army to go out and take your life."

The room fell into silence, and the Chi Na army went on an expedition to take their lives. However, before they fought, the battle was left undecided. Why did Chen Ruoyin say that the Chi Na army would definitely win?

Huo Linfeng pondered: "If that Chi army is really stronger than us, why didn't it show up during the fierce battle at the beginning of the year? If it was cultivated after the war, it would be even more impossible. ."

Huo Zhao said: "Azatai married the Kipchak tribe, maybe it was a fine horse of Kipchak."

In any case, since he knew that he needed to strengthen his defenses, Huo Zhao decided to order Huo Jinghai to return to camp tomorrow, and the two brothers would defend against the enemy together. He stayed in the city for the time being, to prevent the barbarians from attacking the east and west, causing chaos in the city.

Huo Linfeng has no objection, and will return to the barracks early tomorrow morning to make detailed arrangements.

The room was quiet again. After discussing important matters, people couldn't help but recall the old things. Huo Zhao looked at Rong Luoyun and wanted to ask the child's various experiences back then, where did he grow up, and what are his plans in the future?

Looking at it, he didn't ask the question after all. What was he asking, he didn't have the qualifications and position at all.

But there are some things I have to say, Huo Zhao said: "Child, Linfeng has already told your identity, you must know the truth of the year." He stood up, tall and dignified like an old pine, "Linfeng, what did your father say? ."

Huo Linfeng's pupils were slightly sullen: "Xiao Rong, my father said I'll wait for you..." His Adam's apple rolled, and his nose and mouth were sore, "Bow down to serve the sword, and life for life."

Rong Luoyun was surprised, and couldn't help but look at Huo Zhao. He knew that the other party was ordered to kill him, but he didn't know the details, but he couldn't expect the other party to be so open and willing to sacrifice his life to pay for his life.

The son took the initiative to admit the truth, and the father took the initiative to take the guilt. No wonder they all said that they were loyal.

Rong Luoyun stood up tremblingly, after all, he was the one who took the lives of his parents. He was not as enmity as the dog thief Chen Sheng, but resentment could not be eliminated. He held the table and said, "I came here this time for Linfeng's life, and for the safety of the soldiers and people in Saibei. We will talk about personal grievances later."

Taking risks to snatch the secret letter, traveled thousands of miles to Saibei, and even put the revenge of killing his father on hold, just for Huo Linfeng's life... Huo Zhao was shocked and suspicious, and asked: "Linfeng is my son, why do you treat him like this? ?"

Rong Luoyun's palm left the table, and he didn't need to support him. He could answer calmly and firmly: "For me, he is the person I value first, and then is your son."

Huo Zhao couldn't believe it: "Even if you know the truth, do you still value him?"

Rong Luoyun said it more clearly: "Marquis Dingbei, my hatred with you will not prevent me from caring about him." His eyes moved slightly, he looked at Huo Linfeng, "Instead, he was afraid that it would hurt his relationship. ."

These words are vague and vague, care, affection, what kind of care, what kind of affection? The small copper stove is smoking curling smoke, the aroma of sandalwood, and the tranquility is far from the undercurrent of the moment.

After a long stalemate, Rong Luoyun was a guest, but knowing that he was taking the initiative, he pretended to complain to Huo Linfeng: "Is there anything else to talk about, my foot hurts badly."

Only then did Huo Zhao relax, and he wanted to invite the housekeeper to clean up a courtyard for Rong Luoyun to rest. Huo Linfeng stopped him and said, "Father, let him live in my Bieyuan, and it's convenient for me to take care of it myself."

Huo Zhao didn't think much, and agreed again and again.

Huo Linfeng took Rong Luoyun out of the study, and stepped into a porch through the small door of the side hall, and at the end of the corner was the garden. The two are separated by a step, and in the eyes of others, it is only the relationship between the host and the guest.

When he was about to reach Bieyuan, Huo Linfeng took that step away, the corners of each other's clothes and robes rubbed as they swayed, and stepped into the archway of Bieyuan, he raised his hand slightly and supported Rong Luoyun's back with the palm of his hand.

"Master." A maid passed by and saluted him.

Huo Linfeng nodded and agreed. He passed the small pavilion and walked along the path. There were two rows of maple trees planted beside the path, and the red leaves were flourishing. Walking inch by inch, his palm moved down one by one, and he embraced Rong Luoyun's waist.

Rong Luoyun kept silent, and secretly glanced at the warning, which was useless, and tried to push Huo Linfeng's claws away with his backhand. Pushing and refusing, he did not realize that he had walked to the front of the house and stepped over the threshold. He gave up the struggle and just looked at it curiously.

With a bang, Huo Linfeng kicked the two doors closed.

Rong Luoyun was startled when he heard the sound, turned around, and was hugged firmly in the face. He saw it, and since he left the study, this man was holding back his strength all the way. He had restrained the distance at that step to the limit. He held on to his back and embraced his waist. The trail hugged him.

"What's wrong with you?" Rong Luoyun asked.

Huo Linfeng said, "I should ask, what's the matter with you?" He rubbed the back of Rong Luoyun's head and almost loosened his hair, "What you said..."

Rong Luoyun said, "Every word I said to your father was from the bottom of my heart."

He pulled away a little and looked up at Huo Linfeng: "If your father is like Chen Ruoyin, I will definitely take revenge without hesitation, but he is not, Dingbei Hou is a loyal minister and a good general, and the border has been peaceful for decades. A stable life is all his credit."

Rong Luoyun couldn't be persuaded for his own personal hatred, so he ignored others.

"And..." he said dully, "I still have my own selfish desires as conditions, but I haven't decided yet."

lust?Huo Linfeng asked suspiciously, "What?"

Rong Luoyun replied, "I want to go to the Huo family..." He stared at Huo Linfeng's expression intently, seemingly hard to say, but with a firm mind.

After a long while, he said slowly, "I want you."

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