The prince is very fierce

The morning light of the first day of the first lunar month shines in the Jingya Villa, dispersing the cold fog that gathered last night. The pretty maids walked back and forth carrying basins and towels, whispering like birds announcing spring, with a bit of joy.

The beautifully decorated wing was quiet and quiet, with the sea of ​​tea, screens, soft couches, and bead curtains all staying in their original positions. The remaining wine and dishes on the table had already been cleared away, leaving only the warmth of the stove.

Xu Buling lay flat on the pillow, looking at the top of the curtain, frowning slightly, as if he was trying to remember.

Last night...it seemed...that Aunt Lu...

Xu Buling was really drunk last night. Shopkeeper Sun was a bit drunk and his head still hurt. But what made him more nervous than the pain in his head was the fragmented memories of last night.

It seemed like something was being rubbed, it was big and soft...

Xu Buling's eyes were a little panicked, and he didn't want to admit that he could do such ridiculous and unscrupulous things when he was drunk, but the feeling in his memory couldn't deceive others. After he came to this world, he didn't seem to have done anything like that...

Xu Buling hesitated for a moment, then lifted up the quilt and looked down. There was no trace of the gun misfiring. He put down the quilt again and continued to think about it.

Hmm... It seems that the buttons were unbuttoned and the bellyband embroidered with peonies was opened...

Xu Bu Ling frowned and blinked, trying to tell whether it was a dream or reality, but the feeling was obviously real. He raised his hand and smelled it, and it seemed that Aunt Lu's unique milky scent still remained...

"hiss--"

Xu Bu Ling turned over and rubbed his face to wake himself up. Looking around, this was naturally Mrs. Lu's embroidery bed.

It's natural that Aunt Lu's bed has a lingering scent, don't think about it...

Xu Buling comforted himself a few words and looked around, trying to find any evidence left last night.

Tread——

Just after searching twice on the quilt, footsteps came from outside the house.

Xu Bu Ling quickly lay down, covered himself with quilt, closed his eyes and continued to pretend to sleep.

"Your Majesty, get up."

The door creaked open, and Mrs. Lu, dressed in a dark green winter dress, walked in carrying a tray. Her hair was styled into her favorite flowing bun, her mature cheeks were adorned with light makeup, she was dignified and charming, without any strangeness.

Mrs. Lu held the tray in both hands, closed the door with palace shoes to prevent the cold air from entering, and placed the tray in front of the round table, which contained clear porridge, hangover soup, pastries and other food.

Xu Bu Ling half-squinted his eyes and observed Mrs. Lu's demeanor and behavior. After making sure that there was nothing strange, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief: It was probably just a dream. If she really did something ridiculous and immoral, Aunt Lu would have to jump into the well with her conservative temperament. , his image of an upright gentleman in Aunt Lu's heart was completely destroyed...

Just that thrilling feeling...

Thinking of this, Xu Buling subconsciously looked at Mrs. Lu's clothes, leaning over to put things, the bulge was full of tension.

Snap—

Xu Bu Ling raised his hand and slapped himself, and cursed a few times: Where was the thief looking? She is your aunt...

Mrs. Lu heard the noise and turned her head slightly to look at Xu Buling behind the bead curtain: "Ling'er, what's wrong?"

"Uh...nothing, I have a little headache, please wake up..."

Xu Buling shook his head vigorously, Shitu made the messy thoughts in his mind disappear, stood up, put on his shoes, walked out of the bead curtain and entered the room.

With a slight smile, Mrs. Lu put the porridge bowls on the table and said softly: "Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year. Yue Nu made dumplings. Don't go out later. Come with me to Xiao's house later... "

Xu Buling walked up to him, glanced at Mrs. Lu's profile secretly, hesitated for a moment, and then asked with a smile:

"Aunt Lu...did I drink too much last night?"

Mrs. Lu's expression was calm as usual, and she joked: "You drank too much, and you couldn't wake up even if you were lying on the table, or Yue Nu and I carried you to the bed."

"Oh..." Xu Buling frowned, sat down at the table, and smiled: "Well... I didn't get drunk last night. What did I say or do?"

Mrs. Lu sat down across the round table, looked at Xu Buling's slightly nervous expression, and laughed: "You don't know what it's like to be drunk? You chatted some drunken words, um..." Wang Zhihuan and so on, I don’t understand anyway…”

Xu Buling secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed like it was really a dream... This dream was quite real. Even the peony pattern on his bellyband was impressive... It was white...

The more he thought about it, the more he thought about it. Xu Buling, who was busy, concentrated on emptying his mind, lowered his head, picked up a spoon and prepared to eat. Unexpectedly, as soon as I reached out my hand, I was slapped by Mrs. Lu:

"Still not awake? Go wash up first, the water is boiled."

"oh……"

Xu Buling remembered this time, stood up with a smile, and walked out quickly.

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The door opened and closed, and the small boudoir became quiet again.

Mrs. Lu's face gradually turned red at this time, with a bit of annoyance in her eyes, but she secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "It's a good thing I don't remember... this damn boy..." As she spoke, she remembered the scene last night again, and she couldn't help but sigh. He couldn't help but spat lightly and buttoned his clothes a little tighter.

Hua Hua Hua——

I remembered the sound of water splashing in the yard and the maids greeting me enthusiastically. Mrs. Lu sat at the table and rubbed her brows to relieve fatigue.

I definitely didn't sleep last night. In the middle of the night, I almost jumped into a well because of my random thoughts.

She and Princess Su are sisters, and they are married and still a widow. No matter what, she shouldn't be involved with men. Let alone being known to outsiders, the education she received since childhood made her afraid to think about what happened last night.

But if she really jumped into the well, people would think too much of her. And if she died, Bu Ling would be alone in the capital. How could she feel at ease?

After thinking about it for a long time, Mrs. Lu could only comfort herself: Just treat it as being touched by a child who has not grown up. The child is ignorant, why bother so much...

It was not until dawn that Mrs. Lu thought it through a little. She was worried whether Xu Bu Ling would remember what happened last night. Xu Bu Ling's method last night was very "experienced". He made her go back and change clothes in two strokes. He didn't look like an inexperienced man. What if he was pretending to be drunk...

When Mrs. Lu thought of this, she shuddered and quickly threw the idea aside.

Food and sex are human nature. Men are lustful by nature. A gentleman should move them with emotion and stop them with courtesy. Bu Ling is such a good child. How could he be a dirty villain? He must have done something out of the ordinary when he was drunk.

Mrs. Lu came over early in the morning just to see if Xu Buling remembered what happened last night. Judging from his performance just now, he probably didn't remember it, so Mrs. Lu felt relieved and buried the matter deep in her heart, just pretending it never happened and never thinking about it again in her life...