The prince is very fierce

Brilliant fireworks were set off outside various mansions in Chang'an. The wealthy families who usually had strict upbringings were a bit more relaxed. Kuishou Street was full of children running with fireworks and accompanying maids.

Prince Su's mansion was decorated with red lanterns, and Xu Buling gave Lao Xiao and others a day off. Lao Xiao and the others prepared a table of wine and food, and sat in the main hall to exchange glasses, which was regarded as the New Year's Eve. As for Xu Buling, this year is obviously not easy, even a little difficult.

After being 'caught in bed' the day before yesterday, Xu Buling could not see Mrs. Lu again. Before the cold poison in his body could be suppressed, after recuperating in the house for a day and a night, he hurried to Jinghuayuan to comfort Mrs. Lu.

Mrs. Lu found Song Yufu under Xu Buling's bed that day, and then dug out the portrait of the Queen Mother from under the bed. You can imagine her feeling.

It was okay for Song Yufu, after all, she was mentally prepared to be lost for a few days at most, but the portrait of the Queen Mother was different.

Madam Lu thought that Xu Buling had been hiding from her all day long, but he hid the portrait of the Queen Mother under the bed, and would bring it out every night when everyone was quiet...

Mrs. Lu was really sad. She felt like a cabbage that she had cared for for a year had been dug up by someone. The cabbage didn't want to see her. If the maids hadn't stopped her, she would have returned to her parents' home that day.

Under such circumstances, Xu Bu Ling would naturally not be able to trap her when he came to the door. Calling her aunt would not answer her, and pretending to be cute would not work. She stood alone outside the other courtyard, waiting all day and night and not being allowed in.

Xu Bu Ling was helpless. Seeing New Year's Eve approaching, it would really be next year if he waited any longer. After pondering for a long time, he had to wink at the maid who was blocking his way.

Mrs. Lu felt sad, and the maid was also frightened. She quickly ran over to listen, nodded and ran out.

After a while, Lao Xiao ran over with a cane and shouted from afar:

"My young prince, Miss Song is here and asked if you have time to go out to the lantern festival. Do you want her to go back or..."

Xu Buling straightened his clothes and said loudly:

"Song Yufu, right? Well..."

"Your Majesty! The meal is ready, come in and eat."

The effect was immediate. A gentle voice sounded from the courtyard. Mrs. Lu walked out of it, dignified and quiet, as if she had just heard the conversation:

"Miss Song is here? ...No, you can go if you want. You don't have to eat."

Xu Buling secretly breathed a sigh of relief and waved to Lao Xiao: "I don't have time, let her go back."

"It's an order."

Lao Xiao chuckled, picked up his crutch and ran away again.

Xu Buling stepped forward with a smile, held Mrs. Lu's arm, and said softly:

"I'm not a kid, so why are you running around during the Chinese New Year, right Aunt Lu?"

As soon as Lao Xiao left, Mrs. Lu's demure expression disappeared and turned into a cold look. She pulled her arm away and refused to be supported by Xu Buring:

"I promised your father to take care of you. You have to cook the New Year's Eve dinner whether you eat it or not. Alas, the Queen Mother lives in the palace. Today is the emperor's family banquet and I can't invite you in. Otherwise, why would you run to me..."

Sour.

Xu Buling only felt a toothache and held Mrs. Lu's wrist: "The Emperor's family banquet, why should I go and join in the fun? Even if the Empress Dowager asked me, I wouldn't go. What happened last time was a misunderstanding..."

Mrs. Lu twitched her hand, but did not pull away, then stood still. She did not look at Xu Buling, but just snorted lightly:

"You just continue to lie to me. Anyway, I can't do anything to you, and I can't control you. If you bother me as an aunt, just tell me, I will stay away from you from now on, and I won't disturb you and Miss Song Hua Qianyue Down……"

"How is that possible?"

Xu Bu Ling smiled gently and pulled Mrs. Lu in front of him:

"Aunt Lu, be good! Stop making trouble, it's really a misunderstanding."

"..."

Mrs. Lu blinked her eyes, then her face turned red, and she raised her hand and slapped Xu Buling on the shoulder: "No big or small, I am your aunt, it was you who was naughty. Who misunderstood you? I saw it with my own eyes. Is it still false?”

Xu Buling nodded with a smile and explained: "Song Yufu ran to my room to hide in order to find the hairpin. I really didn't hide her under the bed. If I like her, I can bring her over to show Aunt Lu. Look, Aunt Lu will not object to Shu Dali, so what am I hiding? "

Mrs. Lu took a breath and her clothes bulged a little: "Don't you and Miss Song have nothing?"

"I..." Xu Buling opened his mouth and was forced to kiss once. It didn't seem right for him to say it was innocent. For a moment, he could only look at Mrs. Lu helplessly.

Mrs. Lu narrowed her eyes slightly and turned around.

"Hey! Aunt Lu, it's nothing... You have to believe me... If I lie to you, I will stew myself in an iron pot..."

"Yue Slave, go boil the water and boil it."

"Okay ma'am."

"..."

Xu Buring was speechless for a moment, nodded, and reluctantly followed Yue Nu to the kitchen.

After all, Mrs. Lu doted on Xu Buling. Seeing Xu Buling's disappointed look, she couldn't help but tilted her head and sighed softly:

"That's all, come back. I can't care less about my concubine at such a young age... Is she the only one?"

Xu Buling turned around and walked back, saying sarcastically: "Not a single horoscope, not a single one."

No matter how uncomfortable Mrs. Lu felt, her words could not be more serious. I could only nod my head at the moment:

"You can figure it out yourself...what's going on with the portrait of the Queen Mother?"

Xu Buling helped Mrs. Lu walk and said seriously: "Last time I went to the palace, the Queen Mother asked me, 'Who looks better, her or the portrait'..."

Mrs. Lu was stunned and turned her head in disgust: "She can even ask this? It's really... ugh..."

Xu Buling shrugged: "I am a junior, and the Queen Mother also asked Xiao Ting, but it's actually nothing..."

"What did you answer?"

"I said she looks good now, but not before... It was just flattery..."

Mrs. Lu frowned slightly and nodded: "No wonder she gave you the painting... The Queen Mother might have been impatient before, and often took out the painting in front of me, saying that she was the 'Eight Best in Xuanhe'. Hum~ I didn't catch Xu Danqing, otherwise it's just a painting, what's so strange about it..."

She said it nonchalantly, but the jealousy in her words was obvious. After all, everyone loves beauty, and a woman who can be the best in her generation with her appearance is something she can only be proud of.

Xu Buling shook his head and chuckled, and walked into the house with Mrs. Lu: "It's just a painting. When the weather is good in the spring, I will accompany Aunt Lu to the outskirts of the city, and I will paint a picture for Aunt Lu. Xu Danqing is nothing, just a wanderer."

When Mrs. Lu heard this, her eyebrows suddenly became more lively, and she folded her hands on her waist and glanced at Xu Buling:

"Buling, can you paint?"

"If you can't, you can learn, as long as Aunt Lu doesn't dislike it."

Mrs. Lu said "hmm", and her expression became more natural: "How could I dislike it, as long as it's your painting... Well, Xu Danqing I burned the painting of Xu Danqing."

"Ah-?!"

Xu Buling's expression changed. Just when he was about to ask, he found that Mrs. Lu pursed her lips slightly and was about to feel wronged again. He quickly changed his words: "It's just a painting. What's the big deal... At most, the Queen Mother will hate it for a lifetime..."

Mrs. Lu saw Xu Buling's frightened look, laughed, raised her hand and pinched his face:

"I'm just kidding you. If I burn Xu Danqing's painting, I will be criticized by those literati..."

Xu Buling breathed a sigh of relief and smiled very obediently.

"I want to hang it in the house and frame it. I will say that you gave it to me. If the Queen Mother knows, she will definitely ask me for it. I will let her ask you to see if she is embarrassed to ask..."

"Uh... It's better to burn it..."

"Hmm?"

"No big deal... Frame it, I'll do it..."

"Hmph~"