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I slept in the dark, and I didn't know where I was. In the drowsiness, even Bai Tong's "opening" passed in a flash, and when Han Feng woke up again, it was already four days later.

The first reaction after waking up was stomach pain. Han Feng smiled bitterly, it seemed that he hadn't eaten for nearly seven or eight days in a row, even if he was himself, there were times when he couldn't hold on.

In the soft and warm futon, he exhaled lightly and stretched his waist, only then did he feel sore. The armor on his body has long been replaced by new clothes and underwear. Presumably, when he was unconscious, someone had already taken a bath for him, and there was no trace of dust on his body, and the fresh smell of plants and trees came to his nose.

As the emperor of a country, he is naturally not the only one in the dormitory. When the Chinese heard the sound from the bed tent, they had already spread the news of the Holy Lord's awakening one after another, and after a while, someone brought breakfast to them. Immediately, several half-Yi girls who were the only ones away from the capital walked over in gauze clothes to change and wash Han Feng's clothes.

I hadn't seen a woman for a long time, and at this moment, I suddenly saw these dignified and pretty half-Yi girls, and Han Feng suddenly remembered Qingqiu. He had already asked the time, thinking that after all these days, the brigade that had been left behind at that time should also arrive in Lidu, hurriedly picked up a few mouthfuls of food, and when his limbs and bones regained his strength, he took a large coat and put it on his body, and walked out of the door.

There were already some low-ranking officials waiting outside the house. Tan Qianbai obviously had just received the news that when Han Feng came out of the house, he had just run to the backyard gate of the Duxing Palace, and when he crossed the threshold, he was careless and almost tripped over the hem of his clothes and fell to the ground. The middle-aged man next to him quickly helped him, and Han Feng smiled and waved his hand: "Uncle Tan doesn't need to panic, and he should be slow." Are Centurion Feng and Miss Qingqiu here?"

Captain Feng Baili was the general who traveled with him to find horses.

Tan Qianbai smiled awkwardly, straightened his hem, and said, "Everyone has returned." They arrived in the middle of the night last night, and the minister arranged for them to rest. Now the messenger is going to call them over. ”

"No need. Han Feng hurriedly said, "It's good to go back, let them rest more." ”

He had wanted to take advantage of this time to visit the stables, but when he thought that Du Lun had also arrived in Lidu, he changed his mind again: "What about Master Du? I want to see him." ”

Han Feng originally thought that Du Lun should also live in the palace, so Tan Qianbai's reply surprised him slightly. Tan Qianbai half bowed his waist, his face was a little embarrassed: "Master Du, he lives in the Holy ...... Live in your home. ”

"My family?" Han Feng was slightly stunned, then smiled, "It's okay, I can go find him myself, you don't have to send someone to follow." ”

He changed into his regular clothes, and even didn't bring a purple gold knife, only rode for the night, and then went to his former "home".

After four days of rest, the spirit of the night was also restored, and there were no other Pegasi in the stables, and the Pegasi never wanted to go into the trough, and now they had set up a separate meadow outside the city for them to shelter, led by the snow green horses, and camped like a whole army, and practiced morning and evening.

Han Feng didn't understand what kind of state this was, but for now, he really wanted to meet Duren.

Durham lives in his home, and there must be something about it.

I haven't been home for a long time, the last time I passed through Lidu, Han Feng didn't want to think back to the past, and he didn't come, and when he came back at this moment, he originally thought that there would be a dilapidated scene in front of him, but he didn't expect that what he saw was a big wooden house that was far better than Tan's restaurant.

These respite efforts are not recent, and they seem to have been around for two or three years. Han Feng turned over and dismounted, touched the lines on the wooden door with his hand, and suddenly remembered that two or three years ago, wasn't it when Liu Quan was just the emperor of the Northern Dynasty, could it be that he would kindly send someone to repair his former residence in Lidu?

Han Feng shook his head secretly and pushed the door in—although Du Lun was living in the house at the moment, he was the real owner of this house after all, he was reluctant to knock on the door, and he didn't think that Du Lun would care.

But Durham wasn't alone in the room.

The small wooden house was now carved out of a hall, a study and two bedrooms, and Duren was in the study, reading with relish, while Qingqiu sat next to him, apparently writing a letter.

Hearing someone enter the house, both of them raised their heads, Du Lun was busy getting up and saluting, but Han Feng held him up and said with a smile: "You have lived here, and you have to be polite to me at this time." I didn't bring anyone here, I just wanted us to talk more freely. As he spoke, he peeked at Qingqiu.

Qingqiu was wearing the skirt of a palace maid, thinking that the clothes she brought were torn or dirty during this long journey, and there was no spare at the moment. She arrived in the middle of the night yesterday, and she came here to write without waiting for much rest, and her always beautiful face was a little haggard because of it. When she saw Han Feng, she bowed slightly, sat down again, and said with a smile: "I heard that you actually surrendered the Pegasus alone, but unfortunately we were left far behind and didn't see anything." I heard that Mr. Du was there that day, so I wanted to come and ask. After all...... It can be regarded as fulfilling a wish of our horse protection clan. ”

Han Feng said, "Are you writing a letter to the people of the clan?"

Qingqiu nodded: "Hmm." Uncle Lamba fulfilled his wish, but I will never be able to fulfill my wish, and neither will the people of my clan. There are gains and losses, and it is always necessary to write clearly. The old people in the clan are used to this kind of life, but the young people still have many opportunities in the future, and it is a good thing for them to be able to recognize the reality and get rid of the burden on their bodies as soon as possible. ”

Han Feng watched Qingqiu talk about these things in a bland manner, I don't know if it was because she was sensitive or if her tone was really wrong, she always felt that her attitude towards herself was much more indifferent than before. He thought that he had indeed left them behind in order to chase the Pegasi at first, and then he had started the fire again in order to subdue the Pegasus herd without warning them in advance, and they were frightened and resentful of themselves along the way.

Han Feng sighed lightly and said, "Qingqiu, how are you doing these days?"

Qingqiu smiled warmly: "Except for being a little tired, everything else is fine." She paused, and then said, "You shouldn't have come here to look for me, don't you have something to say to Master Du?"

Han Feng coughed lightly and looked at Duren who was smiling beside him with a slight embarrassment, but Duren didn't wait for him to speak, and gave him a step: "If you are not polite to me, I will not be polite to you." It's too depressing to live in Uncle Tan, my house collapsed a few years ago, and Liuquan and yours are all cleaned up, but he doesn't have any books there, so I had to come uninvited. You...... Ah, after you left, I came to help you clean up the house, only to find out that you have so many books in your house. It's so hard to hide from me!"

Han Feng said with a smile: "If you want to read it, when we go back, we will ask someone to move these books to the study of the palace." I haven't finished reading it, but I'll take a look at it later. ”

Du Lun waved his hand and said, "What, didn't Uncle Tan tell you? We can't go back for a while, Liu Quan...... It's coming too!"

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