Feng Lou

In front of the mountain gate, the old monk looked at the pale man opposite and said worriedly:

"Why don't you stay for a while longer? Although the temple is small, it's clean. Your wounds haven't healed yet."

Feng Lou smiled and shook his head, "I've caused you trouble during this time, I will come back when I find him."

Saying that, he clenched the ruby ​​in his palm.

When he was able to get out of bed, the white lie of the old monk was exposed, and Wei Feng disappeared.

On the way back to the ruined temple, the old monk dragged him and picked up a piece of clothing with blood on it, and the buttons made of rubies were still on it.

"...There are beasts in the mountains, even if he is lucky...I'm afraid he will be..."

That's what the old monk said, but Feng Lou firmly believed that the other party was not dead, he could feel it.

It's just, "For giving you so much trouble..."

"It's okay, a few herbs, no money."

All over his body, the most valuable thing is the ruby, but it cannot be left to the old monk.

After bidding farewell to the other party, Fenglou returned to his official career, but did not head north.

That day, Wei Feng had brought him into Qinguan, but he didn't dare to trust that place anymore.

They were chased by Jieba soldiers, and the horse they were carrying was useful, but they still couldn't escape completely.

At that time, he had already burned very badly, and he couldn't remember some scenes clearly, but he vaguely remembered that they were still together until before falling off the cliff.

So Fenglou guessed that after being hit by the arrow, Wei Feng separated from him in order to distract the pursuers.

There were too many spies in Qinguan, so he didn't dare to go. During the few days in bed, he thought a lot, and decided to go to his uncle first, at least to send a letter to his father first, he is not dead.

Tang Shu's place is the closest place, but Feng Lou still had to trek for seven or eight days to get there.

When he entered the city, he was dressed in rags and was extremely embarrassed.

Fortunately, everyone who saw his face was impressed, so he passed the letter in smoothly.

"My eldest nephew! You're really not dead! Oh my god!"

......

The entire He family knew that He Fenglou was not dead.

He Dongxin couldn't take up the post, so he immediately sent his eldest son to pick him up, that is, Fenglou's eldest brother, He Shutong.

The two brothers who didn't get along very well when they were young met again, and it seemed like a lifetime away.

He Shutong discovered that He Fenglou had changed.

In the past, he was willful and willful, even though he was full of talent, he didn't bother to be an official. He never used the name of the He family outside, and he never said he was the grandson of He Jiangpu or the son of He Dongxin.

But seeing him this time, those proud and gorgeous thorns on his body seemed to be put away, and there was tiredness in his eyes, but more calm and calm.

At the same time, standing there made He Shutong feel that he had "roots".

His younger brother is finally not a floating person.

He didn't know, it was because Feng Lou had a firmer thought in his heart: to find Wei Feng.

He Shutong used to look down on He Fenglou, not only because of his flirtatious willfulness, but also because of jealousy.

Those emotions, seeing He Fenglou's thin body that could be blown away by a gust of wind, finally dissipated little by little.

His eyes suddenly turned red, and he almost sighed: "Alou, your nephew will be full moon, go back and see him..."

He Fenglou grinned, the smile he remembered, but he couldn't hate it anymore.

He said, "Brother, take me home."

# # #

Fenglou left early in the morning.

That day, the weather in Shancheng was very good, he didn't tell anyone, just like many times before, he disappeared in He's house.

For three whole months, he seemed to be in a hurry, telling his father and elder brother about his being kidnapped all the way, and then he told his grandfather in the capital, as well as the scattered members of the He family.

The imperial court started a mighty screening operation, and many "nails" were hooked up.

Everyone's heart felt cold, no one thought that Jieba had penetrated so deeply.

The most astonishing thing is "General Wei". The court has found out that he is a "mixed blood" of Jieba people and Han people, and is the biggest spy.

But for some unknown reason, the man disappeared and no one could find him.

Fenglou has become a hero, the school captain his father got for him earlier was not enough, many people are busy making arrangements to promote him.

When He Dongxin went to ask him, Feng Lou refused.

It was because of anger with Wei Feng that he purposely made a petty official. Now, he has more important things to do.

Feng Lou went all the way to the north.

In May, a war broke out at the border, and Jieba, who lost the support of the spies, was defeated, retreated to the north of Hetao, and shrank in Cuicheng.

At that time, Fenglou just arrived in Yuncheng and stayed for a few days.

A little boy stopped in front of him with a bamboo basket, "Master, do you want to buy a flower? Send it to your sweetheart!"

The weather is getting warmer day by day, and many flowers and plants are blooming.

The little boy handed him a pink peony. The flowers were not as big as the rare ones, but they were tender and ready to bloom.

Feng Lou was tall and tall, with one hand behind his back and the other hand took it.

"My lord, you look so pretty when you smile! Your sweetheart must be pretty too!"

Feng Lou was startled, and shook his head, "He is not beautiful, but very handsome."

After speaking, without waiting for the boy to react, he left gracefully.

A few copper plates fell into the child's bamboo basket, and he stared blankly at the back of the other party, unable to recover for a while.

As for Feng Lou, he just remembered a few interesting things.

When he and Wei Feng happened to be together, he went out one day, and as usual, many flowers fell into his arms, all of which were thrown by the little ladies on the street.

Some people threw it at Wei Feng, but he put his hands behind his back and let the flowers fall to the ground.

Feng Lou laughed at him: "You don't know how to be sympathetic to women, but you actually ruin the girls' hearts?"

Wei Feng's face was dark, the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, he stared at him without speaking.

Fenglou's mood became better and better, and he found the most beautiful branch from his bosom, a pink peony, quickly picked it up with his toes, and pinned it behind Wei Feng's ear.

Wei Feng was stunned.

He is also a person with straight and handsome eyebrows, and this delicate flower softens the heroic face of his face, making him extraordinarily beautiful.

Feng Lou suddenly became unhappy again, this kind of Wei Feng was seen by girls and women all over the street.

So, he also threw the flowers in his arms, and suddenly pulled Wei Feng and started running, all the way back to their hut.

The wooden door was closed with a "bang", Feng Lou was panting heavily, he glanced at Wei Feng, and couldn't wait to bump his lips into his.

The heart seemed to be jumping out, accompanied by overflowing joy, lips and teeth intersected, so intimate that there was no gap.

Later, the initiative was no longer in his hands...

At the last moment, Wei Feng suddenly stopped moving, and Feng Lou was so entangled that he couldn't help shaking his slender waist: "Hurry up, hurry up..."

"Call me my husband."

"...You, hurry up..."

"Call, if you don't call, just stay here."

The teary-eyed Fenglou didn't know that the veins on Wei Feng's temples were all exposed, and he had endured to the extreme.

He had no choice but to soften his voice and call out in a low voice: "Master, Mr. Xiang..."

"Do you still pity Xiangxiang and cherish jade?"

Feng Lou slapped him in embarrassment, this man is jealous to this day.

Anyway, he was shameless, so he closed his eyes and shouted loudly: "No, no, no! No more! I only pity you!"

Wei Feng was finally satisfied, and Feng Lou was finally comfortable.

Afterwards, Wei Feng propped up one arm, his sexy Adam's apple and clavicle were exposed in the air, twisting his face to promise: "Don't forget in the future, you are married, understand?"

Feng Lou intentionally exposed one side of his white and thin shoulders, and winked at him: "Hey, who made this young master so attractive that men and women can eat it all?"

So I was "punished" again...

In the end, whether he nodded or not, and whether he answered "understand" or not, I forgot.

But he thought, now that he is so "obedient", Wei Feng will not be overjoyed if he finds out.

Really cheap dog stuff.

As usual, Fenglou went to the teahouse.

Although fish and dragons are mixed here, they are well-informed and easy to inquire about.

If any strange person appeared somewhere, or someone had seen Wei Feng, they would always recognize him.

As soon as the tea he ordered was served, a few people dressed in quackery came to the table next to him.

"Have you heard? Jieba lost miserably this time! Their prince was arrested!"

Feng Lou's heart moved, although he knew that the possibility was unlikely, he hurriedly inquired: "Several chivalrous men, do you know which prince Jieba was arrested?"

Several people turned their heads to look at him, seeing that he was dressed as a scribe, and thought that he was concerned about the war.

"Don't worry, son, we won and didn't lose a few soldiers."

Fenglou forced a smile, "That's naturally good, but, everyone, do you know how the prince will deal with it?"

Among them was a strong man with beards, who was rather enthusiastic, and explained to him in detail: "Before the war started, we all thought that Jieba would let the traitor Wei Feng fight. I have nothing to say about my ability, but it is a pity that an embroidered pillow came, like some kind of third prince, who clamored that Wei Feng was already dead, and was captured alive in the end."

Feng Lou didn't know whether to be happy or depressed, the expression on his face was a little stiff.

It was as if a lot of snakes had crawled into his heart, running wildly, disturbing his mind.

If his guess is true, and Wei Feng is really arrested, what the third prince said may be true...

Thinking of this possibility, Feng Lou's heart became cold.

No... no!How could Wei Feng die?

Feng Lou couldn't stay any longer and decided to set off immediately.

He killed several horses along the way, and arrived at Qinguan in more than ten days. He lost a lot of weight.

After the matter of the Qinguan Station was found out, there was a change of people here from top to bottom, and the current county magistrate is a member of the He family.

This time, Fenglou was no longer willing to show his real name to others, and he couldn't care less about it.

He asked the other party to take him into the barracks and met the third prince.

It was indeed the fierce-faced man I had seen in Jieba.

The uneasiness in Feng Lou's heart grew even greater...

After coming out, Fenglou walked aimlessly on the streets of Qinguan as if he had lost his soul.

He didn't know which narrow alley he had turned into, and he didn't pay attention, and suddenly tripped over a human leg on the ground.

The man raised a dirty face, but Feng Lou was stunned, and then tears flowed down without warning.

"—Wei Feng?!"