The prince is very fierce

It was daybreak, Xu Buling didn't sleep all night, and it was obvious that he couldn't go to the Imperial College.

Originally, the purpose of 'copying poems' was to taint herself, but Song Yufu, who was killed on the way, forcibly reversed the situation and almost became famous in Chang'an. Later, she was 'abducted' by Ning Qingye. If Mrs. Lu knew about this, she would be very angry. What it looks like.

Xu Bu Ling had a headache just thinking about it.

Back at the palace, eight personal guards went out to look for his whereabouts. They might not have come back yet, but Lao Xiao had "neglected his duty to protect the Lord" and was hiding in the Goulan brothel drinking wine. Prince Nuo's palace was quiet and empty.

Xu Buling was ready to catch up on his sleep, so he went straight back to the back house and opened the bedroom door.

The bedroom is relatively simple. Apart from screens, tables and couches, there are only two carved tiger orchid swords. The tiger's mouth holds a sword. The blade on the left is like a silver thread, and the sword on the right is three feet cold.

In the past, Xu Buling was obsessed with martial arts. As the saying goes, "Poor literature and rich martial arts", the weapons he used were naturally of extraordinary origins. The name of the sword was "Black Wave" and the name of the sword was "Zhao Dan", both of which were famous swords in the world.

Xu Buling closed the door, threw the robe aside, then opened the curtain and prepared to jump in. Unexpectedly, the lotus-colored curtain was lifted, and there was a person lying inside.

The carved wooden bed was covered with thick quilts. Mrs. Lu was curled up on the quilt, wearing a hairpin and dress. She only covered her waist and abdomen with the quilt. Her embroidered shoes stuck out from the edge of the bed, and she held a piece of paper in her hand. Rice paper, tightly held in hand. It looked like he was waiting here, but after a while he couldn't hold on and fell asleep.

Xu Buling shook his head and chuckled. After thinking for a while, he squatted down gently and held Mrs. Lu's embroidered shoes to take them off so that she could sleep more comfortably and avoid getting caught in the cold weather.

But as soon as her hand grasped Mrs. Lu's ankle and the embroidered shoes had not moved, Mrs. Lu let out a soft "woo-".

Then...

"ah--"

A scream resounded throughout Prince Su's Mansion in Nuoda.

Fortunately, there was no one in the house. If the servants heard it, I don't know where to think of it.

Xu Buling was so frightened that he almost got up and covered Mrs. Lu's mouth.

It's no wonder that Mrs. Lu reacted so violently. A widowed woman at home suddenly found her feet touched by someone while she was half asleep. She opened her eyes and saw a man in front of her. Even a woman would be frightened.

Mrs. Lu rolled over and woke up. Next to her was Xu Buling. Her screams stopped abruptly, as if she was afraid that outsiders would hear her. His eyes were full of shock and disbelief, his lips pursed, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

Xu Buling's face was full of embarrassment: "Aunt Lu, you're awake, I..."

"I'm your aunt!"

After Mrs. Lu was briefly confused, shame and anger emerged in her eyes. She never thought that her good nephew, whom she regarded as her own, would...

Mrs. Lu had mixed feelings in her heart, but she didn't know what to say. After thinking about it, she picked up the pillow and wanted to hit someone:

"Get out of here."

Xu Buling stood up and put his robe on his back, explaining feebly: "This is my room. I just saw you asleep. I didn't want to disturb you... Well... That's the situation... I'm going out first... "

Mrs. Lu wrapped herself tightly in the quilt and sat for a while before she remembered that she ran over last night and waited for a long time.

Mrs. Lu looked around and saw that this was indeed Xu Buling's room. The shame and anger on her face turned into embarrassment. She calmed down a little and spoke quickly:

"No, wait."

Xu Bu Ling paused, walked back, sat upright on the stool beside the bed, and said with a smile:

"What's wrong?"

Mrs. Lu bit her thin lips lightly and looked at Xu Buling intentionally or unintentionally. Seeing that there was no guilty conscience in Xu Buling's eyes, she felt relieved and said softly: "I...I blamed you wrongly. From now on... Hmm... A man's head and a woman's feet cannot be touched... Although we are not related by blood, you call me aunt after all. The prince's family is already in chaos. If the news spreads..."

The more Xu Buling listened, the more he felt something was wrong. He raised his hand:

"The pure will themselves clean up, I was reckless."

Mrs. Lu sat sideways on the bed. She felt that the posture was unsightly, so she stretched out her legs from the quilt, straightened her skirt, folded her hands on her waist, and sat upright: "By the way, where did you go last night? I heard that you He was kidnapped, and the imperial guards could not find him all over the city..."

Xu Buling chuckled: "Although I was poisoned, I can still protect myself. I had a near miss yesterday, so Aunt Lu doesn't have to worry."

Mrs. Lu carefully checked back and forth, and after making sure that Xu Buling was not injured, she breathed a sigh of relief, with a bit of irritation in her eyes:

"You, you, knowing that you have a special status, still running out at night, how dangerous it is..."

Xu Buling naturally retorted to this: "I am not a girl's family, so I can't stay at home without leaving the door. I went to Longyin Pavilion according to your instructions..."

Mrs. Lu's eyes narrowed slightly, and her face became serious: "You still have the nerve to say it? I asked you to go to Longyin Pavilion to copy poems and commit suicide. What did you do?"

Xu Buling was speechless and thought for a moment: "Well... I copied it..."

"What did you copy? One word covered the whole audience. Now it is almost spreading throughout Chang'an City. I don't know how many women shed tears for your poem last night. The wind can't suppress it. In a few days, all the official ladies will be I came to see you..."

Xu Buling felt guilty: "Aunt Lu, believe me, I really copied it."

"Who did you copy from?"

"..."

Xu Buling had nothing to say.

Mrs. Lu's eyes were full of "hating that iron cannot become steel". She spread out the rice paper in her hand, looked at it for a few times, pursed her lips slightly, and sighed quietly:

"No, I know that you are extremely talented and well-versed in both civil and military affairs. It is for your own good that I let you hide your weakness. It is natural for young people to like to be in the limelight, but they must also find their own time..."

Xu Buling spread his hands: "Aunt Lu, you still don't believe me?"

"What do I believe in you? If I ask you to copy poems or buy poems, you have to write the poems yourself! Just write them, and someone will identify you as the one who wrote them in front of others..."

"This time it was an accident. Nothing will go wrong next time!"

"Next time? In just half a month, you have been 'Xu Qingtian' and 'Xu Caizi' again. I am afraid that others will not know your reputation. You should go back to Qujiang Pond to fish, so as not to worry me..."

Mrs. Lu kept preaching, and Xu Bu nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. She felt guilty and could not reply back.

A long time passed until the morning sun shone on the window paper. Only then did Mrs. Lu stop talking and turn her gaze back to the rice paper. She looked at the sentence "Things are different and people are different. Let the tears flow first if you want to speak." After thinking about it, her voice became a little softer:

"No, you... wrote this poem for me?"