In the blink of an eye and half a month later, Saibei was ravaged by snow, and the desert was already white. The soldiers are used to seeing it, but Rong Luoyun has lived in the south of the Yangtze River for more than ten years. Whenever he sees ice and snow, he runs outside the tent all day long.

At night, Huo Linfeng told him when he left that the night was so cold that he stayed in the military camp. Rong Luoyun was obedient today, obediently studying in the big tent, and really didn't take a half step out of the camp.

After the third watch, there is a pot of hot soup simmering on the stove to warm up, just waiting for the return of the people on the snowy night. The wolf cub grew into a small wolf, delicious and lazy, and went around the stove smelling the fragrance.

After reading the fourth volume, Rong Luoyun put down the book, got up and walked to the entrance of the tent. His breath was full of white air, and his face turned from white to red in an instant. The torches at Yingkou were burning brightly, and he stared at it, his eyes drifting farther and farther.

Rong Luoyun stopped when a patrolling soldier passed by, "Didn't the scout come to report at night?"

The soldier replied, "I came once."

The general went to work, and the scout came back to report to the deputy commander. The soldiers didn't know the details, but no one soldier was dispatched tonight, which means that there was no trouble with Huo Linfeng. Rong Luoyun continued to wait, and was really annoyed by the wait, so he spent time on the newly accumulated thick snow outside the tent.

About half an hour passed, a black shadow flashed on the desert, fell to the ground, and came quickly on the snow. The soldiers on duty immediately drew their knives, and before they could see clearly, the man had swept to the camp entrance and took off the masked cloth.

"General!" Everyone shouted in unison.

Huo Linfeng stepped into the camp, and when he was about to go outside the tent, he saw a group of furry things squatting in the snow, gray, especially the silver fox in the desert. He coughed lightly, making a noise.

The group turned back immediately, revealing Rong Luoyun's frozen red face.

Huo Linfeng asked calmly, "What are you doing?"

Rong Luoyun was not so calm, got up and ran, faster than Yinhu. Wearing a fox fur and cloak, he rushed in front of Huo Linfeng and said, "It's really boring to wait. I'll build a snowman." He pulled Huo Linfeng and walked into the tent, and couldn't wait to ask, "How did it go?"

After entering the account, Huo Linfeng said, "It's going well."

Putting down the curtain, everything outside was blocked. He lifted the cloak and reached in, groping around like a man, and grabbed Rong Luoyun's waist.

"What are you doing?" Rong Luoyun was so embarrassed that it was just like this when he entered the account.

Huo Linfeng said, "Hands are frozen, warm." He looked at the person with squinted eyes, "Why, what do you think it is?"

Rong Luoyun was caught in the trap: "I didn't think anything..."

He turned his hand back and found Huo Linfeng's hand, which was cold and ice-cold, as if the bones were frozen hard. "Go to the stove to bake." He grabbed the hand, but Huo Linfeng couldn't move, unable to move. He leaned closer and held the hand on his stomach.

Huo Linfeng let it go, and gradually, his hand was pulled up and moved to Rong Luoyun's chest. His indifference couldn't hold back, and he asked, "What are you doing?"

Rong Luoyun didn't say a word, he lifted up his front a little bit, and stuffed Huo Linfeng's frozen hands into his clothes, two coats, one layer of cotton coat, middle coat, inner coat, directly touching the flesh of his chest.

He shuddered, his teeth clattering, and he inhaled.

Huo Linfeng asked again: "What are you doing?"

The palm of the hand and the back of the hand fell into a warm situation, and after a little struggle, it ravaged Rong Luoyun's chest. But how can he be honest, his fingers are delicate and smooth, like silk and jelly, and they are alive and fragrant through the heavy clothes.

Rong Luoyun pressed the hand: "I, I will keep you warm."

This stutter was because of the cold. Huo Linfeng regained his sanity and wanted to withdraw his hand, but was pressed to death even more. Rong Luoyun even hugged his arm. He scolded: "Let go, do you think you will catch a cold? Who warms your hands like this?!"

Rong Luoyun said, "Li Cui'e just warmed Zhang Tieniu's hands like this."

Huo Linfeng was stunned. Widow Li's name was Li Cui'e, and butcher Zhang's name was Zhang Tieniu. He was speechless, and after a while he said, "...What are you looking at?"

Rong Luoyun clenched his chin towards the table, "Your words." Gradually adapting to the cold, his articulation regained his eloquence, "It's really sexy, it's really lewd, except for taking off your clothes, you're just taking off your pants. "

Now it was Huo Linfeng's turn to stutter and say, "I'm... a man, let's see what's wrong?"

Rong Luoyun said angrily, "What are you talking about? You just cut off your sleeves, just look at what that guy and girl loves!"

Huo Linfeng was so wronged: "The person who wrote the book doesn't understand that I am a broken sleeve, what can I do?" As he spoke, his palms curled up on his chest, causing Rong Luoyun's face to wrinkle and even his body aching.

At this time, a subordinate reported through the curtain that it was a returning spy.

Even if he hadn't been caught, Rong Luoyun blushed, let go of his hand, and tucked his shirt tightly to sit by the fire, feeling guilty. Huo Linfeng looked straight and said, "Come in."

The spy entered the tent and said, "Report to the general, the Turkic camp is in chaos, and the Kipchak tribe has dispatched military doctors and 2,000 people, but it is difficult to deal with it."

Huo Linfeng said "um": "How about Azate?"

The spy replied, "Azatai suspects that the Kipchak tribe has few borrowed people and broke up with the leader of the Kipchak."

Huo Linfeng said with a smile, "I see, let's go down."

Beside the fire, Rong Luoyun kept listening, and when the spies left, he said, "Everything seems to be going well." After flirting and flirting for a while, he remembered the important matter, "Have you got the secret letter?"

Tonight, Huo Linfeng returned to him in his own way, sneaked into the Turkic army camp, and stole the correspondence between Azate and Chen Ruoyin. He sat down beside Rong Luoyun, took out several secret letters from his arms, in Turkic language, but could distinguish key words such as "Prime Minister".

"These are all evidences that Chen Ruoyin colluded with the barbarians." He said, "After another half a month, this battle has basically been won, and the military intelligence report has also been sent to Chang'an."

Rong Luoyun asked, "When will Ming Jin withdraw his troops?"

Huo Linfeng replied, "Tomorrow."

Seemingly unexpected, Rong Luoyun confirmed: "Tomorrow? Really?"

Huo Linfeng said: "I ordered Tangshan Xiaoyuanzun to make poisonous projectiles, and if we attacked tonight, no one in the barbarian camp could escape." I don’t have much left, so if we launch a fierce attack tomorrow, we will be able to defeat them.”

The reason for the delay for half a month is because the Dingbei Army has also suffered a lot of losses. Suddenly, Huo Linfeng said, "We have the evidence that Chen Ruoyin is collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country, but Qin Xun didn't kill me. Chen Ruoyin will definitely send someone to silence me."

Rong Luoyun was startled, her thin lips parted slightly, and she was fed a mouthful of hot soup.

Huo Linfeng looked at him with a smile: "Some people also expected this, and sent the previous secret letter to the emperor. The emperor was suspicious, but Chen Ruoyin was not easy to do it."

Rong Luoyun was confused: "Who did it, how could he have a secret letter?"

Huo Linfeng smiled more happily: "You ask me, didn't you give it to Mrs. Shen?"

When Shen Wenwen learned that Huo Zhao died in battle, he expected that Chen Ruoyin would not let it go, so he submitted the secret letter. At the same time, Prince Rui presented three account books, which were delivered by Rong Luoyun earlier. Jia Yanxi's five account books, two for Shen Zhou, involved Chen Ruoyin's personal pockets, and three for Prince Rui, which involved Chen Ruoyin recruiting troops from various places and secretly expanding his manpower.

"Now, it's time for us to go to Chang'an." Huo Linfeng fed the soup bowl to the bottom. "Tomorrow's arrest of Azate, coupled with all the Jianghu people in the prison, are witnesses."

Rong Luoyun was heartbroken and couldn't help asking nonsense: "How do we kill Thief Chen, you stab me and you stab each other? Do you gouge out an eye and pick up the tendons and tendons? No, I will also break his spine. Bone, he has a demonic aura, castrated!"

Huo Linfeng said "tsk tsk" twice, thinking that there are so many cruel tricks.

At the fourth watch, a candle burns out, and the tent is a little dark. Rong Luoyun only drank a bowl of soup, but he seemed to be drunk and dozed off against Huo Linfeng.

"Let's go to sleep, Cui'e." Huo Linfeng said.

Rong Luoyun was too lazy to care, got up a little more violently, and staggered almost to the stove. Huo Linfeng quickly stabilized, bent over and hooked his legs, and simply hugged the person horizontally.

Walking to the front of the bed, leaning over and falling between the bedding, Huo Linfeng lifted the fox fur that was in the way, lowered his head to rub the tip of Rong Luoyun's nose, and asked, "The chest warms the hands, then what do you do?"

Rong Luoyun lay on his back and didn't move: "Untie the clothes."

Huo Linfeng did as he did, his clothes were thick in the cold weather, and he was patient, and he pulled out more than six or seven knots just by pulling the knot. When the undershirt was lifted, the warm hands were exposed to his chest, which was thin and rose and fell silently.

Leng, Rong Luoyun whispered: "The bulge is coming..."

Huo Linfeng's eyes were deep: "I can say this, you really shouldn't be ashamed."

Rong Luoyun frowned: "Zhang Tieniu said it, I learned it."

Huo Linfeng said: "You should learn from Zhang Tieniu, you should learn from Li Cui'e."

It was quiet under him, Rong Luoyun had been brewing for a long time, he didn't dare to face Huo Linfeng's gaze, and when Huo Linfeng pressed the porcelain a little bit, he raised his hand and put his lips to his ear, and finally learned his tongue like a mosquito: "Official man get me..."

Huo Linfeng banged in his head, like the snow on the desert, white and blind. Leaning over to bully each other, he violently lifted the quilt, the complicated clothes, the fluffy fox fur, the two slightly hot and emotional flesh, the endless spring light was all hidden under the quilt.

"Hmm..." Rong Luoyun's ear was bitten, "Tomorrow is going to send troops... You are still making a fool of yourself at this time."

Huo Linfeng always has a point: "We will send troops tomorrow, why don't you let me eat more?"

Entangled and covered in fine sweat, Huo Linfeng glanced at him and saw a pair of green eyes beside the pillow, and the little wolf was lying there watching them happy. "The little beast has grown up." He laughed, suddenly recalling his farewell, "By the way, what name did you give it?"

Rong Luoyun was panting heavily: "Do you still know how to ask?" It really made him angry, he finally came up with a name, and was about to tell him, but the man left him and walked away, "I forgot!"

Seeing that the other party still had the strength to shout, Huo Linfeng used his ruthless strength to turn the cry into a cry, a low voice that was more pleasant than plucking the strings of a pipa. He coaxed: "Let's start another one, shall we?"

Rong Luoyun burst into tears: "I'm called Huo Da fool."

Huo Linfeng said, "Then my eldest brother should be unhappy, thinking that you are alluding to him." Before waiting for the other party to respond, he also cut off the back road, "Huo Er is not a fool, my mother thought you would be angry if you scold me."

Rong Luoyun said bitterly, "It's called Huo Tieniu..."

Huo Linfeng couldn't help laughing: "You, Rong Cui'e, have lost her soul, are you still not convinced?"

At that moment, Rong Luoyun's brows were slightly furrowed, and a faint sound escaped, and the tears from the corners of his eyes flowed like a broken thread. Huo Linfeng kissed him, his breath was warm, and he called out to him in a hoarse voice.

The wind and snow have stopped, and the time is endless.

Huo Linfeng wrapped Rong Luoyun in his arms, sweating with each other, his limbs entangled, the heart of the candle burst, and the last red candle went out.

The tent was plunged into darkness, he hugged tighter, closed his eyes, and waited for the sky to brighten.

After a long time, Rong Luoyun murmured, "It's called Taiping, okay?"

The little wolf groaned and agreed loudly to himself.