The funeral of Dingbeihou's mansion was held for three days, and the people of the whole city saw Huo Zhao off together.

After returning from the Huo family's cemetery, Huo Linfeng and Rong Luoyun, one by one, helped Bai into the mansion. Huo Linfeng said: "These days are tedious, eldest brother is going to do some chores."

Bai Shi replied softly, showing heavy weariness, and sat down beside the bed. She said with half-open eyes, "You guys also go back and rest, and let Meizi serve you."

Huo Linfeng didn't leave: "Mother, I'll serve you."

Rong Luoyun was an outsider, so he was embarrassed to show that, so he went to the copper basin and twisted a wet cloth, brought it to the bed, and offered it to the Bai family with both hands. Bai Shi catches it, he can't laugh at the current situation, but the tenderness in his eyes is very ironic.

Huo Linfeng reached out and touched Bai's hairpin, took it off, and loosened the complicated bun. "Hey." Bai Shi was in pain, dodging his own son, "Go and burn the incense, Xiaorong, you help Auntie."

Rong Luoyun was obviously stunned. During this period of time, he always called the other party "Mrs." and suddenly became "Auntie", as if he had gotten a lot closer. Getting closer, he carefully unwrapped Mrs Bai's hair and asked, "...Auntie, does it hurt?"

Bai Shi said: "It doesn't hurt. Linfeng's hands are used to fighting and killing, and it doesn't matter."

Huo Linfeng was burning incense by the copper stove, and said casually: "Mother, you don't know something, he prefers to fight and kill." As soon as he finished speaking, Rong Luoyun glared at him, his eyes widened, biting Anger on the lips.

This situation is not to be said, and it is necessary to be anxious.

Rong Luoyun retracted his gaze and explained as if unintentionally, "Auntie, I'm not that kind of person." The bun was undone little by little and spread over the shoulders and back, with a few white hairs growing out of it, "We don't call it a fight in the rivers and lakes. Fighting and killing, just learning from each other..."

He quietly studied Bai Shi's expression, lest the other party think she was rude and vicious, so he simply diverted the words: "Auntie, lie down."

Mr. Bai took off his robe, lay down on the quilt, and sighed while looking at the curtains on the top of the bed. Huo Linfeng turned back to the bed and squatted, he knew what Bai Shi was sighing, his father had left, and no one would sleep with him.

"Mother," he called, "in the future, my eldest brother and I will take good care of you."

Bai Shi said, "Good, mother is fine." She raised her hand and touched Huo Linfeng's cheek, her eyelids drooping, as if thinking about something, "When will you return to the military camp?"

Huo Linfeng replied: "Tomorrow, the eldest brother will stay to take care of me, and I will go back to the military director alone."

Bai Shi pondered for a moment: "Bury your father today, there are a lot of people, let's go and have a look before returning to the camp." His gaze shifted to Rong Luoyun, "Child, you also go."

Without waiting for Rong Luoyun to say anything, she said, "There are two unnamed monuments in one corner of the cemetery. They were erected for your parents when Lord Hou was alive."

Hearing this, Rong Luoyun was shocked, as was Huo Linfeng, and he didn't know about it at all. Bai Shi explained: "Killing your parents is a thorn in Hou Ye's heart. There is not much he can do, so he erected a tombstone in the Huo family's cemetery." She stretched out her hand, "I haven't told you, because it was before the war. There is Chen Ruoyin's eyeliner in the city, I'm afraid you will attract attention. Now, just pretend to worship the Marquis and go with Linfeng. "

Rong Luoyun held that hand and stood beside the bed with Huo Linfeng.

Bai Shi asked earnestly, "Son, Lord Hou will definitely apologize to your parents in Jiuquan and forgive him, okay?"

Rong Luoyun couldn't stop nodding, his eyes and nose were sore, and he almost burst into tears. He and Huo Linfeng just guarded like this, and when Bai Shi closed his eyes and gradually fell asleep, he got up and left the mansion.

As soon as he crossed the threshold, Rong Luoyun grabbed Huo Linfeng's sleeve, afraid that people would see it wrong, and only grabbed a small piece of fabric with his fingertips. Huo Linfeng was calm, holding Rong Luoyun with his backhand, and led him all the way back to Bieyuan.

"I know you're sad," Huo Linfeng said when he went down the corridor, "for me and my mother, isn't it?"

Rong Luoyun said: "When your father was leaving, he said quietly to me, if he died in battle..." He couldn't bear to finish, "If I hadn't come, or if I had forgiven him earlier, wouldn't he have died?"

Huo Linfeng said seriously: "This battle is dangerous, and the troops have to be spread out. Coupled with Qin Xun's strong martial arts, various factors have led to this result." He grabbed Rong Luoyun's shoulder, "Even if my father never killed your parents. , In order to win, he will fight until the last moment, and would rather die than surrender."

Rong Luoyun trembled: "Really?"

Huo Linfeng said, "If it's eldest brother, eldest brother can do it, and if it's me, I can do it."

Rong Luoyun wrapped his arms around Huo Linfeng's waist and tightened his arms tightly. If Huo Linfeng had an accident, he couldn't imagine it.

"I, I'm really not brave." He said inarticulately, "Although my aunt is a girl, she is strong enough to make me admire. If you have any good or bad, I, I..."

This is not auspicious, it is another assumption, and it should be suspended here. Huo Linfeng waited quietly. He couldn't wait, and even urged him to ask, "How about you?"

Rong Luoyun was cruel: "I will sacrifice you!"

Then their love would last forever. Huo Linfeng embraced Rong Luoyun, the fallen leaves piled up in the courtyard, and the birds chirped on the beams. The scenery on this side was extraordinarily peaceful.

Huo Linfeng said, "First go to the cemetery tomorrow, and then follow me to the military camp."

Rong Luoyun agreed: "Bring the wolf cubs, we are a family of three."

As if to hear it called, the wolf cub jumped out of the house and ran to the feet of the two with its tail on its edge. Rong Luoyun was afraid that Huo Linfeng would let go of him and turned to hug the little beast, so he kicked the wolf cub out.

The wolf cub rolled twice, bared its teeth and brightened its claws, and threw back and jumped onto Rong Luoyun. Before he had time to do his best, Huo Linfeng was carried by the back of his neck and vacated. This family of three has no good friends, and they are entangled and tossed, and the nest of magpies is scared to fly away from the nest.

It was getting darker and earlier, and it was even darker as soon as Xianyun pressed down, and before it stopped, a person came in from the corner door of the courtyard. She was slender and fit, wearing a light and swaying soft satin skirt, holding the incense in her hands, stopped, and lit the first gauze lamp at the end of the porch.

Rong Luoyun asked, "Who is she?"

Huo Linfeng looked around and said to him, "It's just a maid in charge of the lamp."

Rong Luoyun couldn't be fooled: "What's it called?"

As soon as he asked for the exit, Du Zheng appeared out of nowhere, and hurriedly shouted, "Baoyue, leave it to me!" He ran to grab the incense, sent Baoyue away, and lit the yarn lamp under the corridor himself.

He clicked and looked at the prime minister's stomach. He knew that Rong Luoyun was someone who could make vinegar in his stomach. He clicked all the way to the one outside the house, caught the wink from Huo Linfeng, and said, "Young master, these few If you are tired, rest early."

Rong Luoyun took the lead: "Du Zheng, was that just holding the moon?"

Huo Linfeng said, "You don't care if she is or not. I didn't want to have her at that time. Could it be that I took a look at her now?"

Rong Luoyun is not distrusting, but cares too much. He hugs the wolf cub and slowly caresses, like a pampered young grandmother. "No wonder she was chosen, she is graceful and graceful," couldn't help but say sourly, "she looks so beautiful."

Huo Linfeng whispered: "How can you be beautiful."

Rong Luoyun sighed, filling his heart with this half-truth and coaxing words, lightly raised his sleeves and turned off a light, approached at dusk, and hooked Huo Linfeng to seal his waist. Getting used to it, he walked into the house and whispered, "Then I'll take care of you to sleep."

Du Zheng had no eyes to see, his face wrinkled with soreness, and helped to close the door. Vaguely, he seemed to hear Huo Linfeng calling out "Xiao Rong", which did not contain love, but was full of sincerity.

He sighed. Lord Hou had just left. Fortunately for Huo Linfeng, there was Rong Luoyun's comfort and company.

In the dead of night, there was only the whistling of the wind in Saibei. Rong Luoyun curled up in a ball and huddled in the bed, disturbed by the cold wind, and rubbed against Huo Linfeng aggrievedly.

He fluttered in the air, no one was there, and even the mattress was cold.

Rong Luoyun opened his eyes, there was no one beside the pillow, he opened the tulle tent, and there was no trace of Huo Linfeng in the room. He put on his clothes and got out of bed, took a cloak and walked out of the main room, seeing the bright moon hanging high, Huo Linfeng sitting alone in the corridor.

Feeling distressed, he walked over to wrap a cloak and said, "Be careful of catching a cold."

Huo Linfeng turned to look at him: "It's okay, I woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't sleep, so I just came out and sat for a while."

Rong Luoyun asked, "Did you dream of your father?"

No need to answer, Huo Linfeng looked wistful: "Tell me, where is my father at the moment?"

Rong Luoyun was stunned for a moment, then turned and ran back into the house, and after a while, he turned back and sat down next to Huo Linfeng. He spread out his palm, laying the eagle-bone flute in his palm, handed it over, and wanted Huo Linfeng to blow it.

Recalling the soul and restoring the bones, it has been played for countless soldiers, and now it is time to play a song for the biological father. Huo Linfeng picked it up, plugged the sound hole and put it on his lips, and blew lightly.

He couldn't stand it with just this sound, and he dropped his hands.

Rong Luoyun comforted: "It's okay, it's okay." He took out the flute and took it, "You taught me once, I'll play it, we are the same."

He looked down at the body of the flute and blew it carefully, the mournful tune drifting away, mixed with the sound of the wind. After a long time, he finished playing a song, raised his arms and hugged Huo Linfeng from the side, as if clinging to each other.

Rong Luoyun raised his face and looked up at the sky: "Look, there are a lot of stars tonight."

Huo Linfeng raised his head obediently, like a black night sky, a large piece of stars twinkled, and the brilliance even overshadowed the bright moon. Rong Luoyun said: "My father and mother must live a good life in the sky, and so does your father."

"Really?" Huo Linfeng was a little moved.

"Really." Rong Luoyun pointed away, "The two extremely bright ones are my father and my mother, and there is a small one next to me, it's my brother."

Huo Linfeng asked hopefully, "What about my father?"

Rong Luoyun grabbed Huo Linfeng's hand and pointed to the sky: "The biggest and brightest is the Duke of Dingbei." He leaned on the other's shoulder, "Linfeng, he is looking at you."

Huo Linfeng stared at the one without blinking, and murmured, "Why is my father the biggest and brightest?"

Rong Luoyun said, "He is the most powerful and tall!"

The infinite sadness faded away, Huo Linfeng laughed and hugged Rong Luoyun tightly. They snuggled up to each other and looked at the stars, why should they recall their souls and return to their bones, obviously the deceased relatives have gone through a hard life.

"Why did they become stars, isn't the moon bigger?"

"There is only one moon, which is harder to compete with than the leader of the martial arts alliance."

"Haha, then they are suddenly tired, will they go to sit on the moon?"

"It depends on whether Chang'e agrees, how do I know?"

Rong Luoyun said arrogantly, twisted his body into Huo Linfeng's arms and whispered in his ear: "When you and I bid farewell to this world, we will not be stars."

Huo Linfeng asked: "Go to hell, can't you stop?"

Rong Luoyun was so angry that he smashed a fist, and after smashing it, he stroked it with his palm and said, "You will transform into a gust of wind, and I will transform into a cloud, flying around happily, okay?"

Huo Linfeng hugged him tightly: "If you can't catch up with you in your life, then you can only be blown away by me." He tilted his head and pecked Rong Luoyun's cheek with a shallow mouth, "Beifeng gets Liuyun You will be bullied by me in life or death."

Another kiss, and another obscure word, Rong Luoyun knew that Huo Linfeng's mood had improved. But it didn't prevent him from being ashamed, he scolded him in a low voice, and pressed his elders: "My parents are watching from the sky, you are shameless, I want it."

His body suddenly became lighter, and Huo Linfeng hugged him: "Then let's go inside and tell them not to let them watch."

The two doors of the house were closed together, isolating the stars and moon, and resisting the night wind.

The next day, Huo Linfeng and Rong Luoyun set off for the military camp, and went to the cemetery first after leaving the city. The funeral has passed, and the garden is silent, and there are still sacrifices for the past few days in front of Huo Zhao's tombstone.

Huo Linfeng opened the water bag, filled with wine, and poured it on the ground in front of the tomb. "Father, I'm going back to camp." He squatted on his knees and looked at the words on the monument, "I won't return this time, you have to bless me."

Rong Luoyun stood aside: "Uncle, I will accompany Linfeng."

His name, this expression, is enough to show that he has let go of the past. Huo Linfeng stood up, looked at the corner of the cemetery, and said, "Let's go to pay homage to your parents again."

The two only brought wine, and although they were sad, they didn't want to look like they were so sad. Talk, smile, empty the wine in the bag, and conveniently prepare to leave.

Huo Linfeng walked in front, Rong Luoyun followed behind. When he was about to leave the cemetery, there was a vast desert not far away, and Rong Luoyun pulled Huo Linfeng hard from behind.

The pace stopped, and Huo Linfeng turned around.

Rong Luoyun asked, "When this battle is over, what are your plans?"

Huo Linfeng's eyes suddenly darkened, and he said, "I'm going to Chang'an City."

Rong Luoyun said, "I'm with you."

Huo Linfeng stretched out his palm, waited for Rong Luoyun to put his hand on it, and then held it tightly.There is no need to separate in the future, thousands of rivers and thousands of mountains will walk together, and then there will be revenge for revenge, and revenge for injustice.

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