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Buddhist temple

"Host, the little prince is here."

"Huh? Let him in." Tong Chen got up and filled the teapot with boiling water, waiting for the little prince to arrive.

After a while, Feng Tuo pushed the door open and entered, followed by Jing Luo.

"Tongchen, here I come!" The little prince who was in a trance was blown in by a gust of wind.

"Sit down quickly and enjoy the fire to get rid of the cold. Mr. Jing is here too?"

"Host." Jing Luo ignored Tong Chen's alienation.

Feng Tuo pulled Jing Luo to sit down.

"Tong Chen, is this the first snow soaked this winter?" Feng Tuo took a sip of his tea, thinking that his guess must be right.

"A Tuo, how do you know?" Tong Chen smiled, but no one could see the sadness in his eyes.

"I... I tasted it!" Feng Tuo straightened his back as soon as he heard it right.

"Really? Then A Tuo is really powerful." Tong Chen filled the teacups for Feng Tuo and Jing Luo.

"Well, of course."

Feng Tuo smiled brightly, but Tong Chen felt more pain in his heart.

"By the way, Tong Chen, today is my birthday..."

"I know, here, here you are!"

Tongchen took out a plain white cloth bag and handed it to Fengtuo who was opposite.

"What?" Feng Tuo looked at the small cloth bag, and gently opened the mouth of the bag, and found that it was filled with dark red dried wintersweet petals.

"Take it home and make tea. It just opened this year. I know you must ask me for a birthday present on your birthday. I kept it specially."

"Is it the flower of my 'adopted father'?"

It would be very strange for others to hear this, but all three of you here know that the biggest thousand-year-old plum tree in Tongchen Temple is actually Feng Tuo’s adoptive father. Prince Mu finds the oldest tree to adopt Fengtuo as his godson, saying that it can prolong Fengtuo's lifespan.

"Yes, it is its plum blossom." Tong Chen smiled.

The three of them drank tea and chatted for a while, the sun was approaching dusk, and the sky darkened, and after a while, a few snowflakes even fell.

"A Tuo, it's getting late, and it's snowing again, go back quickly, be careful that the mountain road is not easy to walk." Tong Chen looked at A Tuo who was sitting on the seat, sighed, and said helplessly.

"Ang? Then I'm going to sleep with Tongchen today!" Feng Tuo looked up at the weather outside the window, and threw himself beside Tongchen.

"That can't be done, Tongchen still has to do homework at night." Tongchen patted the head of the child beside him and advised him to leave quickly.

"Well, that's fine. I'll come to play with you some other day!" Feng Tuo curled his lips, picked up his coat and dressed himself, took the bag of plum blossoms, and said to Jingluo, "A Luo, let's go."

When Feng Tuo went out the door first, "Wait." Tong Chen called out to stop Jing Luo.

Jing Luo stood with his back and paused, "I don't know what's the matter with Master?"

"Jing Luo, take care of yourself." Tong Chen twisted the corner of his clothes, frowned, and said in a hateful voice.

"Since the master is a monk, he should not care about world affairs." Jing Luo turned around with a smile and walked away.

"A Luo, why are you one step behind?" Feng Tuo stood in front of the temple gate, playing with snowflakes from the sky, and when he saw Jing Luo coming, he ran to Jing Luo's side and looked up at him.

Jing Luofu went to the snowflakes that fell on Feng Tuo's shoulders, "I forgot something and went to get it, did you keep Ah Tuo waiting?"

"No, the snow is so good." Then he ran out to play in the snow.

Jing Luo looked at the man, dressed in red, jumping in the snowy mountains, like an elf who strayed into the world, innocent and simple, kind and tenacious, never suffered any harm, and was favored by others since he was born Protecting and loving, you don't need to understand the dangers of the human heart, you don't need to understand the hardships of the world, you can easily get what others can't get in their lifetime dreams.Fengtuo's soul is warm and bright, without any haze.

"A Luo! A Luo?" Feng Tuo shook his hand, "A Luo, why are you in a daze? I've had enough fun, let's go."

Jing Luo came back to his senses, "Okay."

"I'll celebrate your birthday when you go back, and there's a birthday gift!" Feng Tuo dragged Jing Luo and ran down the mountain. Jing Luo felt that the temperature in his palm was so real but so far away that it couldn't reach his cold heart, nor could it warm him up. For his soul, Jing Luo wanted to break free from Feng Tuo's hand silently, but found that he was a little nostalgic, nostalgic for this insignificant light and heat, looking at the carefree person in front of him, Jing Luo was shaken for the first time.

The two walked down the mountain, and the carriage at the foot of the mountain was already ready, "Little prince, get in the carriage to keep warm."

Seeing that the two of them finally went down the mountain, the butler hurried forward to greet him, put the prepared cloak on Fengtuo, and helped Fengtuo into the carriage.

"A Luo, get in the car!" Feng Tuo found that Jing Luo was standing where he was again, and couldn't help calling him out.

"En." Jing Luo glanced at the butler, who smiled back at him and told him to get in the car so that he could go back to dinner early.

On the way back, Feng Tuo felt that Jing Luo seemed to be smiling a little more, and became more unrestrained. He lay in Jing Luo's arms and asked him to tell a story, and Jing Luo also smiled and agreed, and said nothing else.

After returning to Prince Mu's Mansion, the dinner is ready, and they can start eating when the two of them are at the table.

"Tuo'er, Xiaojing is coming to eat soon." Luo Yan sat at the table and greeted. Although Feng Zhuo was smiling, he was as quiet as a chicken. Seeing this scene, Feng Tuo wanted to laugh, but he had to hold back.

"Yes, concubine mother." Feng Tuo had washed his hands and changed his clothes a long time ago, so he sat down and prepared to eat.

Jing Luo took his seat after Sui Fengtuo, and the family ate together again. Afterwards, according to the custom, they had to eat dumplings on their birthday night.

"Come on, Tuo'er, mother doesn't want you to be famous and have great military exploits. I just hope that you are safe and happy." Luo Yan drank the wine in her glass as she spoke.

"Ah!" Lord Feng Zhuo, who was only focusing on eating and drinking, was kicked by his wife before he realized it.

"Well, my good son can do whatever he likes, the sky is falling and your emperor brother is covering him!" He drank three cups and shouted, "It's cool!"He was kicked by Luo Yan again before he survived.

"Xiaojing, mother-in-law knows that you are a good boy who values ​​love and righteousness, and you have to live well. Mother-in-law wishes you to be kind and live up to your youth." Luo Yan smiled like a big sister He also has great hopes for Jing Luo.Even though Jing Luo was not his own, it would be false for anyone to see a child growing up by his side and not love him.

Jing Luo drank a glass with Luo Yan, obviously he didn't drink much at all, but his hands were shaking violently for no reason.

"Needless to say, foster father will teach you another set of boxing techniques tomorrow. When you are crowned, righteous father will bring you to lead the army and teach you how to form troops. Our Mu Palace will have to send out another general! Hahaha !” Feng Zhuo drank three more cups as he spoke, without any ambiguity.

It's a pity to say that Feng Tuo was delicate and frail since he was a child, and he couldn't practice martial arts, so all the enthusiasm of Lord Feng Zhuo was given to Jing Luo, who was eight years old at the time, who was also a father, a teacher and a friend. The most important thing is to raise the king as a son.

"Thank you foster father!" Jing Luo lowered his head and drank the wine in the glass, his expression unclear.

"Brother, brother, I wish you peace and happiness! Find your sweetheart as soon as possible!"

On weekdays, Feng Tuo is arrogant and willful, but he never calls Jing Luo A Luo, and only calls his elder brother when it is very formal.When Jing Luo heard this sentence suddenly, his pupils shrank, his fingers pinched the wall of the cup tightly, no matter how much emotion was surging in his heart, he didn't show it on his face.

Looking at the child's sincere smile on the inclined surface, Jing Luo suppressed all the thoughts in his heart, and finally it turned into a tender and gentle look, "Okay. A Tuo can't find his sweetheart before his brother, or his brother will be angry."

"Well, when the time comes to get married with my brother, wouldn't our palace be a double happiness?" Feng Tuo didn't realize that something was wrong, looking forward to the beautiful future, he smiled brightly.

Jing Luo stared at his delicate face, and slowly put the hand under the table on Feng Tuo's, and Feng Tuo's backhand grip immediately, with such strength that it seemed that he would never let go in this lifetime.

"That's right. Speaking of which, Xiaojing already has a life. Even if he doesn't marry a wife, he still needs a maid to take care of him, right?" Luo Yan heard the two little ones talking, and realized that they were not young anymore, and they were almost ready to marry a wife. concubine's age.

Jing Luo didn't answer Luo Yan's words, but instead asked, "I wonder if A Tuo has a servant girl?" Jing Luo pinched Feng Tuo's hand under the table, and saw Feng Tuo's fair face quickly turn crimson as expected. .

"No, no, brother, don't talk nonsense, if you want it, you must be A Luo first!" Feng Tuo broke free from Jing Luo's hand and fiddled with the cup in front of him, with his head lowered, revealing a section of his fair neck.

"Hey, isn't our Tuo'er shameless? Are you still shy at this time? Hahaha!" Prince Mu, who was drunk at some point, appeared at the right time to tease his son.

"Father!" The son said that he would cheat his father!

"Okay, okay!" Princess Luo Yan stuffed another jug ​​of wine for Lord Feng Zhuo, and gagged the prince as she wished.

"Xiaojing, do you have a sweetheart? My mother-in-law will tell you for you. Looking at Heguang, there is no better son than our Xiaojing." Luo Yan was concerned about her property, status, and Jing Luo's appearance, martial arts, and talents. Have great confidence.

"Responding to what my step-mother said, Jing Luo has a sweetheart." Jing Luo glanced at Feng Tuo indistinctly, and found that Feng Tuo was staring at the reflection in the cup in a daze, and didn't look at him. He turned his gaze away and said, "Jing Luo wants to tell him after a few years when he has made military achievements."

"Really? That's good, but don't let him down!" Seeing Jing Luo's serious expression, Luo Yan felt relieved when she saw that Jing Luo's expression was serious, she shouldn't be pretending, she gave some instructions, and then went to eat.

Until Luo Yan found out that she kissed her son a little abnormally, "Why is Tuo'er so unhappy?"

"Ang?" Feng Tuo, who was called out suddenly, was also very confused. He clearly said that he didn't feel anything when they got married together, but when A Luo said that he had a sweetheart, Feng Tuo didn't feel happy in his heart, he was a little disappointed?sad?I don't know but it's boring.

"Ask you what's the matter? The food doesn't suit your appetite? Why are you always in a daze and don't eat?" Luo Yan glanced at the husband next to him who only knew how to eat and drink, rolled her eyes to the sky, and had to be patient and asked her son about it Condition.

"It's okay, it's okay." After being rushed by Luo Yan's question, the stuffiness in my heart disappeared, and it was time to eat and drink again, and Feng Tuo interpreted the feeling that had just begun to be a reluctance to part with a good friend That kind of emotion is beyond my imagination.

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Little fool: Brother has a sweetheart... Brother really can't think about it, is it because the food is not good, the wine is not good, or the hand chicken is not fun?