Chapter 115:

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In the side hall of the hall, Lu Zhun was lying in bed for a long time, and slowly opened his eyes, grunted dryly. Soon, one person brought the tea, set him up next to the bed, and fed him half a cup.
"Brother ..." He was so weak.
Duan Huaike said "um": "You have been sleeping for two days, what do you think?"
Lu Zhun stared at the bed veil confusedly. What else could he do? He wasn't happy, and turned around to look around this Peizhuzhu Palace, and asked, "Why didn't the second brother come to see me? And the fourth?"
Duan Huaike said: "Luoyun is not waiting for you." He poured another cup and handed it to Lu Zhun's lips, saying, "Today is the emperor's ascension ceremony, but also to pay tribute to the peace chaos. They are all in the DPRK. In the hall. "
Lu Zhun stunned: "Climbing to the throne, King Rui has ascended to the throne?"
This is nonsense. On that day, the abdication was granted, and the succession of King Rui was a matter of nails, but there were a lot of things to handle and cook, so the ceremony was postponed to today.
After feeding the water, Duan Huaike leaned Lu Zhun on the pillow, the golden pillow was embroidered with a dragon, and Lu Zhun leaned his head like a concubine. He froze for a while, and asked, "Brother, was I the worst that day?"
Duan Huaique replied: "According to the level of martial arts, think about it and know it."
He is not as good as a person, and cannot be argued at all. Lu Zhun secretly felt indignant for a moment, and suddenly, he seemed to hear a bell. "Where is the ringing bell?" He owed, "Brother, did you hear me?"
Duan Huaike said: "Today the new emperor ascended the throne, the monks of the Buddhist temple pray outside the temple, not only ring the bell but also chant the scriptures." It's just a wall. "
Lu Zhun froze slightly, looked up at the pear-wood frame, there was a silk belt with a jade belt hanging on it, which was usually worn by Rui Wang. It turned out that this was where the emperor slept. He was shocked and crawled towards Duan Huaike, causing the wound to grind with pain.
"Do you even do that?"
"It's scary! Did the emperor die on this bed first?"
Lu Zhun was frightened, and was panicking. There was a respectful call from outside, and then the door opened, and Meng Tingyuan stepped into the house under the crowd. I saw his gold-crown suit, and his posture was really indescribable, Lu Zhun stunned, but he did not respond for a moment.
Before the bed, Meng Tingyuan rejoiced and said, "Master of the third house, are you awake?"
Lu Zhun nodded stupidly: "Just awake ..." He stared at the golden crown and Dongzhu on top of it, "I heard you ascended the throne today, congratulations ..."
His words had a disrespectful and inferior system, but Meng Tingyuan smiled needlessly. When he waved his hands, the palace people who waited in the room retreated, and Duan Huaike also took a break.
There are only two people left in a warm and quiet courthouse. Meng Tingyuan sat next to the bed and took off the golden crown and asked, "Saliva is going to flow out, let me play for you."
Lu Zhun had a cold hand, the golden crown had plugged his arms, bowed his head, and touched the belly of Dongzhu, and felt that the tentacles were warm. He finally realized that he was changing his tongue, and timidly said, "Is it the right time, emperor, to give you a ..."
Meng Tingyuanle uttered: "You lie down, I am very restrained in Chaotang. You still spare me in this inner hall." The detective pinched the cape and stunned. , General Huo, Lord Duan, and Sigiriya, the only one left is you. "
Lu Zhun said, "I don't care about my name."
Meng Tingyuan was a little stunned: "Xiaoyu didn't care about me either, I made no sense of it, and I felt very sad."
Upon hearing this, Lu Zhun changed his mouth and said, "I don't care about my fame, but I care about money." He was afraid of losing his share, and hurriedly grabbed each other's sleeves. Promised me and rewarded me with gold and silver jewelry after the event. "
Meng Tingyuan lowered his eyes, stared at the fist that landed on his sleeve, opened his hand, and wrapped it in the palm of his hand. "How can a gentleman repent," he said, "what's your plan for a reward?"
Lu Zhun said, "I want to go back to Xiganling."
Meng Tingyuan nodded, let go of his hand, and stood up to the flower and grass stand. On the stand was a pot of Dian Camellia, a tribute to the south.
Lu Jun looked at the back figure and joked, "Emperor, could you not bear me?"
A forefinger trembled, and a beautiful camellia flower was folded down. Meng Tingyuan thought that in the first half of his life he should plan for the heavy load, and in the second half of his life he should be tied to the world.
He belongs here, just like some people belong to Yamano Kusawa.
Meng Tingyuan turned around: "Master of the third house, I wish you peace and freedom."
In the afternoon, a group of enrons in the palace was quiet and quiet. Near the east wall, a flute sounded from the Luojia Palace.
Huo Linfeng stood under the eaves, holding the eagle-bone flute in both hands, and Rong Luoyun was beside him, silent. At the end of the song, Huo Linfeng said: "Every time I blow this one, will the soldiers be tired?"
Rong Luoyun asked, "You can only do this?"
Huo Linfeng replied: "Yeah ..." He is not a musician, so why not have seven or eight pieces of music? The answer was a little shameless, and he said, "Xiaochuntai in Saibei was changed to a music hall. I can go to school."
Rong Luoyun didn't stubble, even pouting, without saying a word. He hesitated for a moment, and Huo Linfeng wanted to hold his hand, but he avoided it. He turned around and walked towards the house.
Huo Linfeng misunderstood and chased, "You don't like me going to Xiaochuntai? Then I won't go."
Followed up the house and saw that Rong Yunyun was still unresponsive, so he added: "I don't have a good sister, don't think about it."
Rong Luoyun listened and looked back, looking like a peach blossom in early spring, with affection, and hiding a shame. I took the silk sapphire card on my waist and threw it out as a whip and cursed, "You have been named a general, what are you talking about!"
General Huo raised his hand to catch the tassel jade beads on the other end, wrapped it around, and yanked it vigorously, and then slightly stretched his arms to capture Rong Luoyun.
He knew, and said, "Grandson Tang, are you unhappy that I am a general?"
Rong Luoyun tilted his head: "How come, the future looks bright, and I am full of joy for you."
Huo Linfeng said, "He is holding a small face, but also stiff." When the iron arm was closed, he held the waist and lifted the person. Rong Luoyun climbed up his shoulder, humming, like a An agitated puppy.
Walking to the bed, Huo Linfeng bent down on his knees, holding Rong Luoyun in his arms, his palms slowly rubbing along his back, coaxing. Rong Luoyun bowed his head to play Jade, and said, "You are under the command of General Feng, and you are in charge of Chang'an City. You are so prestigious."
Huo Linfeng responded: "Yes."
Rong Luoyun also said, "Give back to the General's Mansion, to Liang Tian, ​​and to countless treasures."
Huo Linfeng still said, "Well."
Rong Luoyun suddenly shouted, "How else can I go back to Saibei ?!"
It's not just Saibei. When he leaves office, he is the first minister of Chang'an City. He can't go anywhere. Rong Luoyun moved his lips and swallowed the words that were constantly tumbling in his heart, recognizing his fate and embracing Huo Linfeng's strong waist.
Huo Linfeng asked: "You don't want me to--"
The side of the neck was numb, and Rong Yunyun interrupted him, shaking his neck around his neck. "I didn't." Rong Luoyun denied, then switched off the subject, "Father finally got snowed with his grievance ..."
Huo Linfeng said: "Yes, I have sent Du Xun to inform your sister."
Rong Luoyun finally smiled a little: "Sister must be very happy." He raised his face, "The emperor also transferred back to Brother Shen Zhou, do you say if the sister and him ..."
Huo Linfeng whispered: "So much worry." He bowed his head and closed his eyes, pecked slightly at the corner of Rong Luoyun's lips, tightened, and pecked again.
Rong Luoyun begged for mercy: "Heavier."
Will really make people angry, Huo Linfeng asked: "How much?"
Rong Luoyun couldn't say clearly, and his heart of shame was scarce. He leaned his face up and murmured, asking what kind of lips and teeth are deceiving, and what thirst, he even found the tip of his tongue and licked his lips.
Huo Linfeng lost his teasing thoughts and put his head down on the lip, holding Rongyun's back with his big hand. There was no wind and no words in the house, and only two remaining breathing sounds staggered and merged. Occasionally a pause was a more urgent storm.
I don't know when, Rong Luoyun kicked off his shoe, raised his toe to open the gauze tent, a layer of brocade, two layers of tulle, and fell to cover them. He still hugged Huo Linfeng's waist, gradually rubbing his back to his back, exerting his emotions, causing the other party to hum.
"Hmm ..." Rong Luoyun looked confused / chaotic, "What's wrong?"
Huo Linfeng said: "Nothing, don't stop."
Rong Luoyun restored Qingming: "The injury behind you?"
He broke Huo Linfeng's embrace, sat on his knees, and hurriedly unbuttoned Huo Linfeng's clothes. The girdle was sealed, the outer shirt was peeled off layer by layer, and he showed his strong body. He moved behind the other side and saw that the scar was scratched by him.
"Does it hurt?"
"Small wound, no pain."
Rong Luoyun said, "It's bleeding, I'll wipe it for you."
Huo Linfeng bowed slightly, holding his elbows to fiddle with him. Suddenly, his back was cold. Rong Luoyun held his palm, but then the wound felt warm, and every touch was as light as feathers.
He twisted his face in confusion, and asked, "What—"
When it freezes for a while, what else can it taste completely? The temperature and touch are clearly Rong Yunyun's lips.
This lunatic kissed his wound.
Huo Linfeng turned around violently, and the movement was too big, and the wound burst open immediately, exuding big blood drops. He didn't care where he stood, raised his hand, rubbed his lower lip with his fingertips, and couldn't even talk.
Rong Luoyun put his hand on Huo Linfeng's palm, sulking his face, and whispered, "Every dust has settled. I originally wanted to swim with you and go to many places, but you have to be a general. Then I am for your future Ambitious, willing to wait a bit longer. "
Huo Linfeng asked: "How long are you willing to wait?"
Rong Luoyun replied, "As long as you hurt me, you can live forever."
Huo Linfeng laughed: "Really?" He lifted his chin toward the desk case and said with a dumb throat, "I have something on it, can you help me bring it?"
Rong Luoyun got out of bed barefoot, stepped on the heavy carpet, and walked to the desk case. Under the paperweight, a written letter was placed there. He carefully picked it up and saw the word "vocabulary" on the envelope.
At this time, Huo Lin was popular behind him.
"I'm not willing to let you wait."