The imperial decree arrived at the Dingbeihou Mansion leisurely, as if it were a cliché, ordering Huo Linfeng to enter Chang'an to face the Holy Spirit, to be awarded merit and reward. The family knelt on the ground and listened, thanking the emperor, Huo Linfeng caught the shaft of Ling Jin.

"My lord has a hard journey, so please take a rest in the house." Huo Jinghai waved his hand, led the way, and personally led Chengzhi Guan to arrange it.

Huo Linfeng helped Bai Shi and walked into the big house. Before reaching the door, he saw Rong Luoyun's figure inside through the gap of the carvings. For some reason, there was a charcoal fire in the house, but he felt Rong Luoyun trembling.

Squeak, Huo Linfeng pushed open the door and saw it for real. Rong Luoyun pursed his lips and stared, looking like he was in a panic. He helped Bai shi into the room and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter, you are not feeling well?"

Rong Luoyun shook his head, wanting to say that he was fine, but he couldn't say it anyway.

Bai Shi also noticed something different and called out, "Wan Sheng, add some charcoal fire, and then bring a bowl of hot ginseng soup."

Rong Luoyun still shook his head, his hands were hidden in his sleeves, his knuckles turning white. He has always been brave and fearless, not to mention that he has been fine just now, and it is really worrying to be stunned at this moment.

Huo Linfeng said to Mrs Bai, "Mother, you are here, I guess he is embarrassed to talk about it."

He stepped forward and hugged Rong Luoyun, walked in, entered the inner door and went to the small corridor in a section of the room. The porch, which is a few steps long, is extremely quiet and narrow. There are three or four pear wood shelves, and the jade bottles on the shelves are filled with fresh cold plums.

When no one was there, Huo Linfeng turned around and asked face to face, "What's the matter, tell me—"

Before the final sound could be said, Rong Luoyun leaned on his back, Chuyan flung himself in front of him like a nest, and he hugged him.

Huo Linfeng's worry suddenly increased: "Xiao Rong, speak."

Rong Luoyun leaned on Huo Linfeng's shoulder with his side face, his eyes were even and unbiased, just right on the cold plum. After a long while, he said nonchalantly, "I'm afraid." Afraid that Huo Linfeng would not understand, he explained clumsily, "I was frightened when the imperial decree came. I thought..."

He thought that seventeen or eighteen years later, he would not be afraid of this, but he did not expect to overestimate himself.

Huo Linfeng suddenly came to his senses, he moved his palms and pressed down on Rong Luoyun's back neck and rubbed gently, like a frightened darling. The knot in his heart needed to be untied, so he asked without hesitation: "When your family changed, did you take over the imperial decree?"

Rong Luoyun froze abruptly: "It was also an official dressed like that, and he brought the Xiaoweijun into the government to announce the decree." That group of people drew their knives and swords and killed people in the house..."

It was only when I grew up that I understood that what I said was "big treason" and what was declared was "kill to kill".

Rong Luoyun was only five years old at the time, and he saw with his own eyes that the servants in the mansion died under the sword, and the people who waited on him and shouted for the young master, the lives of which were turned into a pool of blood. After that, he separated from his parents and was sent away overnight. He was scared and nearly died all the way. He never saw his parents again in his life.

Huo Linfeng's heart ached, nodding, and kissing Rong Luoyun's ear comfortingly. He kissed lightly and tightly, and pecked little by little on this trembling body.

This tenderness can solve all kinds of cold poisons, Rong Luoyun absorbed it, and asked indiscriminately: "I still need it."

Huo Linfeng held that face with one hand, kissed Rong Luoyun's cheek, the end of his eyes, and even rubbed Rong Luoyun's thin eyelids with his lips. Tong Ren'er was oppressed, and Rong Luoyun's eyes were filled with white and white, like a flower. Like a greedy child, he rubbed back and forth in Huo Linfeng's palm, opened his lips slightly, and took the initiative to lift his chin to send it up.

Huo Linfeng choked him, his four lips twisted together, bumped his teeth, tangled his tongue, and churned out the sound of water. Fortunately, the cold plum is in buds, but if it is in full bloom, it will be broken on the branch in shame.

When they separated a little, Rong Luoyun's face oozes pink, the carved window leaks light, and the stamen-shaped light spot falls on his face, like a little amorous mole. Huo Linfeng couldn't move his eyes, rubbed the corner of Rong Luoyun's mouth with his fingertips, and said hoarsely: "With me here, you don't have to be afraid of anything in the future."

Rong Luoyun lowered his eyes, took a light bite on the pulp of his finger, and responded like honey.

Huo Linfeng secretly said "enemy", and tightened his other hand, and asked, "Why is it still trembling?"

Rong Luoyun whispered, "I'll call you a kiss."

Huo Linfeng's laughter sounded from the silent porch, low and low, plucking the thin strings of the heart, the two bodies were already warm, and when they were separated, it was very reluctant to part. Rong Luoyun turned to face the pear wood frame, avoiding the other's entangled eyes, and even raised his hand to make plums, pretending to be neither ashamed nor ashamed.

Huo Linfeng is really a savage soldier who doesn't know how to cherish flowers. Standing on the side, he stretched out his hand to pick one and said, "Rong Luoyun loves me."

Rong Luoyun was startled: "In the blue sky and daytime, what is Hu Man..."

Huo Linfeng picked another flower: "Rong Luoyun doesn't love me."

He didn't finish, picking flowers one after another, loving me and not loving me over and over again, and after a while, the jade bottle was empty, and the ground was full of broken plums.

"...Love me." Seeing the last flower left, Huo Linfeng grabbed it, "Don't love me."

Rong Luoyun was so stupid, he stepped forward to the side of the pear wood frame, and turned his neck to look into the jade bottle, for fear of missing something. But He Hanzhi was already bald, and he used the flower fortune-telling to figure out a broken relationship. He was at a loss, and said annoyed: "What a shit, I love you so clearly."

The old halo has not disappeared, and this time a new one is added.

Huo Linfeng was so bad that he just waited for this sentence, and after listening to it, he felt comfortable and turned his hand to reveal a flower hidden in his palm. Rong Luoyun was trapped, embarrassed and embarrassed, punched fiercely, and ran after Huo Linfeng from the porch to the small hall.

In the room on the other side of the hall, Mr. Bai heard the movement and called, "Come and drink the soup."

Rong Luoyun stopped for a moment, with a guilty conscience, and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. At that time, he was pitifully begging for love, but at this time, he thought that the kiss was too hard, causing his thin lips to turn red.

The two walked into the house with their front and back feet, and Shi Bai looked over, looked at Rong Luoyun's expression, and then crossed Rong Luoyun to see Huo Linfeng smiling, and knew that nothing had happened. She didn't want to ask further, and said, "Drink the ginseng soup while it's still hot."

"Thank you Auntie." Rong Luoyun sat down and took a sip from the bowl.

Huo Linfeng picked up another bowl and drank it up as if drinking. Bai Shi was completely relieved, and said with emotion: "I just returned today, and the imperial decree has arrived. I really can't be idle for a day."

Since the imperial decree has come, I have to leave for these two days, which is really in a hurry. Wan Sheng waited on the side and said, "Young master's birthday is coming soon, and it seems that he can't wait. When it's the end of the year, I don't know if I can come back to celebrate the new year."

After Chang'an left, he couldn't tell whether he would come back or not. Huo Linfeng looked at the Bai family and couldn't say goodbye during the reunion, for fear that the Bai family would be sad. However, he underestimated his mother, Bai Shi had already expected it, and turned to Wan Sheng and said, "Little girl has a shallow mind and only cares about the little things that don't matter."

As soon as Huo Linfeng heard it, he called out "mother".

Bai Shi said: "Linfeng, the big thing is the most important thing." The soft voice lowered, she urged, "The lives of the people who suffered in this battle, the lives of the soldiers and soldiers, the Tang Zhen and his wife, and now your father's life, you want I remember."

Huo Linfeng nodded: "Yes, I remember them all."

Bai Shi said: "This time to Chang'an, the traitor must be punished, the evil must be eliminated, and must not be slack."

Huo Linfeng assured: "Mother, don't worry."

The words have come to this point, and there is no need to say more, Bai Shi smiled lightly: "Wan Sheng, bring the things."

The little girl went to the cabinet and took out a bunch of bundles, untied the knot, and inside was a hand-warming cotton bag. With a lively white tiger.

"Try it," Bai Shi handed it to Rong Luoyun, "just use it when I leave."

Rong Luoyun took it, and he was flattered by such a carefully crafted object. He shoved his hands in from both sides, and immediately felt warm. The warmth flowed from his palms to his whole body, and his heart became hot.

"Thank you Auntie." He seemed to be in disbelief. "I said it casually that day, and I actually did it for me."

Bai Shi smiled and said, "It was done a few days ago, just waiting for you to come back from the barracks." She looked at the white tiger, "You said that the Huo family's tiger and wolf soldiers, embroidering this is the perfect match."

Rong Luoyun's eyes showed panic, he was very timid, and he didn't know what to say for a moment. Mr. Bai, however, diverted from the topic, took out another item in the bag, a pair of thick padded boots, and said, "Linfeng, this is for you."

Huo Linfeng caught it: "Thank you mother, I'll change it when I go back."

Bai Shi smiled: "Then you go back and rest, and pack up your luggage."

Huo Linfeng and Rong Luoyun left and went around to the small garden. At this time, all the flowers withered, but the plum blossoms bloomed beautifully. Hongmei wrapped in white snow, flirtatious bumped into Qingli, and no one was willing to forgive anyone.

Rong Luoyun stopped to watch and said, "The scenery is really beautiful."

Huo Linfeng said, "It's okay, it's far less beautiful than Magnolia."

Rong Luoyun caused trouble: "Why has it changed? Shouldn't you say that I'm not as beautiful as me?"

"..." Huo Linfeng choked, he really spoiled this thin-skinned thing, he dared to pursed his lips to beg a tongue to deceive, and dared to speak nonsense and shameless words in the garden.

"Yes, you are beautiful." He said, "It's a pity that Xiaochuntai is closed, otherwise, with your appearance, the oiran there will be ashamed of three points."

Rong Luoyun knew it was sarcasm, and wanted to smash it, but he was unwilling to pull his hand out of the cotton bag, so he had to struggle. Huo Linfeng's hands were cold, his eyes were red, and he was envious. He stretched out his hand and said, "Beauty, keep me warm too."

Rong Luoyun quickly hides: "Dream!"

He ran away in a hurry, his swinging sleeves were pulled by Huo Linfeng, and he almost stumbled, chasing, bypassing the plum trees in the garden, and stepping on the broken snow to Bieyuan.

"Master." There were three or five servants beside the arch.

Rong Luoyun stopped, looking so embarrassed, like being caught by others. Huo Linfeng was calm, waved his hand, and the crooked neck in the door protruded a section, and took advantage of the situation to brush off the snow on the top of the pine.

When the others left, he wrapped a snowball and said, "Don't make trouble, just leave."

Rong Luoyun lowered his head, really moving forward steadily, unprepared, and without eyes on the back of his head, he took seven or eight steps, thumping, his butt was hit by a snow ball. He turned around and glared, and saw that Huo Linfeng had another ball, reflecting the sunny and white snow, his handsome and suave couldn't hide the mischievousness between his brows.

This one is small and loose, Huo Linfeng shot very fast, and in the blink of an eye, he could only hear Rong Luoyun screaming.

The snowballs were thrown around the neck and scattered into snowflakes. It didn't hurt, but it was terribly cold. Rong Luoyun shook all over, ran towards Huo Linfeng, and finally pulled out his warm palm, shouting, "I'll kill you!"

At that time you chased me, now I chase you, Huo Linfeng ran away, along the porch, took the opportunity to grab a large amount of snow from the railing, formed a ball, and threw another backhand.

Rong Luoyun raised his hand and waved it away, chasing to the middle of the courtyard. The thick snow had not been swept away, and there was a thin layer of ice on the bricks. Steeply, the soles of his feet slipped, his balance suddenly lost, and he fell on the snow.

The martial arts are so high, what's the matter with this fall, Huo Linfeng's heart is soft, so he runs over, leaning over and pulling Rong Luoyun's hand. "Where did you fall? Does it hurt?" He clasped his hands, one hot and one cold, "Get up, are you angry?"

Rong Luoyun was expressionless and did not say a word, but suddenly pulled Huo Linfeng with all his strength. Huo Linfeng knew that he had a plan, fell down, and quickly rolled with Rong Luoyun in his arms, pinning him on the snow.

The sun was shining, Rong Luoyun's face was as white as fresh snow, afraid that he would be cold, Huo Linfeng's palm supported the back of his head. "We're going to Chang'an," he said, breathing in white breath, "I'm a little reluctant to leave here."

Huo Linfeng said, "Let's come back later. Maybe the magnolias will be blooming by then, and they will look as beautiful as you."

Rong Luoyun smiled, and there was a sense of stupidity.

The ice and snow can't cover the strong feelings, snuggle up, and the cold will not feel cold.

At this moment, Du Zheng lifted the curtain and came out of the house, saw the scene in the snow, and hurriedly retreated: "Oh, I'm blind!"

The master is so embarrassed.

In the big house in the main garden, Mrs. Bai was a little bored. She was sitting on the couch with a roll of books to read, and Mrs. Bai was about to leave after cleaning up the table. Mrs. Bai pondered: "The cold plums in the small corridor have been harmed, so I picked a new bunch and changed it. superior."

Wan Sheng was puzzled, and then thought that his wife went to the porch to look for the young master and the son, and they must have met. But she's not a child, so how can she pick flowers so well, she walked out and couldn't help muttering: "Who did it..."

After Wansheng went out, Bai Shi secretly said, "Who else could it be?"

It should have been seen that they are a pair of lovers.

The author has something to say: After Du Zheng retired, he wrote the million-word essay book "The Brave General Pretty Young Master", becoming the author of the most popular essay in the arena