The prince is very fierce

Behind the Xiao family mansion on the same street, the courtyard of Jinghuayuan was shrouded in misty rain, and a few lanterns were hung on the waterside pavilion by the lake.

Before it was time to turn off the lights, Mrs. Lu was leaning on the soft couch in the boudoir, holding a newly made spring robe for Xu Buling in her hand, with fine and dense patterns outlined by needle and thread.

It was raining and there was nothing to do. The maids gathered around to help, chattering:

"Madam, the Queen Mother has sent another message inviting the young prince to enter the palace..."

"Yes, I heard from the maid who came out of the palace to do the shopping that the Queen Mother has been acting weird these days. She is always in a daze by herself. In order for the young prince to enter the palace tomorrow, she has started preparing meals today. It's so grand..."

"The young prince seems to have gone out today..."

Chirping, several maids seemed to be reporting on their work, talking about the news they had learned.

Mrs. Lu sat sideways on the soft couch, holding needle and thread, with a dignified and peaceful expression, as if she didn't care. She just kept it for a short time, then sighed quietly, turned around and continued embroidering. She went back and forth like this countless times.

Yue Nu sat sideways on the blanket next to Mrs. Lu's legs and held the soles of Xu Buling's shoes. She had been with Mrs. Lu since she was a child, so she knew Mrs. Lu's character. If she continued to listen, she might have to get up and look for Xu Buling. Then he smiled and said:

"The young prince has a stable temperament and will not go out to flirt with women. A few days ago, he said he was interested in Miss Song. Look, now, the prince doesn't even go to the Imperial Academy."

When Mrs. Lu heard this, she felt warm in her heart, but after thinking about it, she felt something was wrong and said softly:

"Yue Nu, is it possible that your daughter feels that I, the aunt, is bossing me around, so I draw a clear line with Miss Song?... How can this work? Then I have become an unreasonable elder..."

"..."

Yue Nu pursed her lips and smiled, not knowing how to answer.

Mrs. Lu embroidered flowers for a while, feeling a little unable to sit still. She put down her needle and thread, obviously wanting to go to Xu Buling to explain herself.

Yue Nu was helpless and had no choice but to persuade: "Madam, you are overthinking it. After the young prince came to Chang'an, he will listen to Madam in everything. If there is a girl he likes, he will definitely bring it to Madam first. Madam knows how to be polite and will not stop her." Look at him, the young prince must know this truth. "

Mrs. Lu pursed her lips and sighed lightly: "People always grow up, but he has become more and more disobedient recently. He promised not to go to the palace, but ended up running to the palace every three days without knowing it. What fun things are there in the palace...I'm afraid that in a few days, I will change my mind about calling the Queen Mother aunt..."

Yue Nu smiled tenderly: "How is it possible? We, the maids, all watch the young prince's feelings for the madam. Who on Kuishou Street does not envy the madam? The queen mother must be jealous of the madam, so she often calls the young prince into the palace. The young prince is so kind. It’s hard to say no, it’s impossible not to agree…”

Mrs. Lu held the embroidery needle and was silent for a moment: "The Queen Mother has always had this temper. She fights for it and fights with everyone..."

A little maid next to her thought about it for a while, and then came up with a bad idea with a smile: "Madam, how about when the young prince comes to the palace tomorrow, you can follow him and have a look?"

Mrs. Lu's eyes lit up, but she immediately shook her head: "Forget it, your child has his own opinion, what are you saying if I follow you?"

"Hey~ Madam is going to visit the Queen Mother, not with the young prince..."

"Yes, the Xiao family will stir up some messy things, and I don't know what methods the Queen Mother will use to please the young prince. After all, the young prince is young and has not been deeply involved in the world. What if he gets into trouble and he and his wife are no longer close in the future..."

Muttering.

Mrs. Lu's mind was filled with Xu Bu Ling, and she naturally became more and more upset the more she listened. Finally, she couldn't listen any more. She put her robe aside and waved her hand:

"Okay, let's go to bed. I have my own rules."

"oh……"

Several maids responded angrily, got up, packed their things, and exited the room one after another... ——

It rains continuously at night and the green lights are faint.

The sound of raindrops hitting the window sill echoed in my ears. The boudoir, which was not big or small, still looked like it did when I first got married.

Mrs. Lu raised her cheeks and looked at the lights on the stage. She thought about it for a long time and unknowingly recalled the scenes from the past.

I was twelve or thirteen years old at that time, and I had just become sensible.

The sister Jin Lan whom I admired the most has married away to Suzhou, leaving her alone to look at the green walls and white tiles of the yard every day, looking forward to the day when she can go out. She also fantasized about riding a horse and wielding a sword, and walking around the world like her sister.

But she is a woman from a scholarly family, and the world does not belong to her.

The days passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was the age of cardamom.

A sedan chair stopped in front of the door. Before she even thought about raising a husband and raising children, she had become the wife of a stranger.

As the legitimate daughter of an aristocratic family, she had no choice and could not escape from the marriage. She remembers crying loudly at that time, and then she got on the sedan chair and entered the Xiao family's door.

Speaking of which, she was still somewhat looking forward to the unfamiliar life in the future. After all, her mother had taught her since she was a child that women always have to get married.

But she didn't expect that after entering the Xiao family, time seemed to freeze, and there was no trace of brilliance from then on.

The husband was seriously ill and could not even let outsiders get close to him. He moved to this villa just after they got married. He could only look at his nominal husband from the window every day.

That man was a dragon among men, just like Ling'er now, so excellent that he was impeccable in every aspect.

It's a pity that they didn't even say a few words to each other.

As white lanterns were hung inside and outside the Xiao family, she was not ready to become a wife, so she became a widow in ignorance...

In a flash, nearly ten years have passed.

Mrs. Lu listened to the night rain outside the window and looked at the various furnishings placed when she married into the family. She didn't come back to her senses for a long time.

She thought that this was how her life would be, and there would be no change until she died alone with these things in her old age.

But God still played a joke on her, or gave her a surprise.

Just when she was almost numb to life, her elder sister who had been so caring to her suddenly sent her a child.

Xu Buling!

She had heard this name many times. He was stupid, arrogant, and bloodthirsty... Anyway, there was nothing good about him. He was a disobedient and difficult to discipline boy.

However, this child was her sworn sister's, so she had to take good care of him no matter what, even if she was beaten and scolded, she had to do her best.

At that time, she held this idea in her mind, and met the boy tremblingly outside Kuishou Street under the heavy protection of the wolf guards.

White clothes are whiter than snow, sword-like eyebrows are black, there is a sword and a wine gourd on the waist, and the delicate peach blossom eyes are more beautiful than girls, but they still have the heroic spirit that men should have.

It's not a child who came, but a grown-up man, no worse than any man in the world.

She remembered that she was stunned at the time, standing under the octagonal archway like a piece of wood, and Yue Nu pinched her quietly, but she didn't react.

It was still that tall boy, who walked in front of her after being introduced, raised his hand to make a junior salute, and woke her up with a voice of "Auntie Lu" and a bright smile...

From then on, the whole world seemed to have changed.

Everything that she had never had and never thought of before was found in the boy who should not have had any contact with her.

He would speak to her side, pamper her all the time, and go along with her when she was unhappy. Even if she sometimes deliberately complained and said something unreasonable, he would apologize foolishly, fearing that she would be dissatisfied...

She knew that Ling'er was not afraid of her, but was sensible and always indulged her, wanting her to live a happier life.

A year passed in a flash before she noticed it. It was as plain as water, as if nothing had happened, but it was more memorable than every day in the past...

Mrs. Lu stood up under the dim light, walked to the bed and sat down, and took out the rice paper that she had read countless times from under the pillow.

In fact, every time she recalled the bits and pieces of the past year late at night, she knew that she was a little clingy and too nosy as an aunt, and even a little unreasonable.

Ling'er had grown up a long time ago. It was natural for a man to have a girl he liked, and it was also natural for him to have contact with the Queen Mother. She shouldn't interfere...

But every time she saw Ling'er with other women, she felt sour in her heart. She was afraid that Ling'er would get close to others and not treat her well.

Every day when she woke up, she would forget everything. She just wanted to know where Ling'er went, what she did, whether she had eaten, and whether she had been close to other women...

After all, there was only one Xu Buling in her world now. Without Xu Buling, there would be nothing left...

Swish-swish-swish

The sound of fine and dense rain surrounded the boudoir in the courtyard.

Mrs. Lu tightly grasped the paper, put it close to her nose, and smelled the ink fragrance.

When she was half asleep and half awake, she inexplicably remembered the night of New Year's Eve.

Since New Year's Eve, she would think of the scene of that day and the slightly overbearing look that told her not to move almost every night.

It turns out that Ling'er was just pretending... In fact, he is still a stinky man at heart... Fortunately, I am his aunt...

Mrs. Lu was in a daze, and seemed to be pinned down by the bad boy again. Her face gradually turned red, her breathing became rapid, and she made a slightly dissatisfied "ooh~" sound, but she couldn't struggle free.

"Ling'er... don't..."

A faint whisper sounded in the rustling of the night rain.

Mrs. Lu's hands tightly grasped the collar of her clothes, her legs under her skirt were tightly entangled, and her instep was arched and gently rubbed on the quilt, a bit like resistance, but she forgot that she was the only one in the room...