The prince is very fierce

While the warriors in Chang'an City were discussing the 'Ten Military Chiefs', classes at the Imperial College had resumed. The literati who always relied on their aristocracy were naturally not interested in being brave and ruthless, so everything in the Imperial College was as usual.

King Yan Song Yu walked out of the study room of a poor student with books in hand, and slowly returned to the small courtyard behind the Imperial Academy.

Liu Yunlin stood waiting outside the courtyard gate with two baskets of rice paper. He was as inconspicuous as a porter at the bottom of the market, nodding and bowing to everyone he met.

Song Yu entered the bare peach forest and put down the books in the teahouse. Liu Yunlin followed him into the courtyard carrying a basket, turned around and closed the door, then followed him into the teahouse, bowed and said:

"Your Majesty, a thief sneaked into the imperial city last night and entered the Tai Chi Palace. He was extremely skilled. Chen Daoping and others searched all night but were unable to catch him."

Song Yu tossed the teapot on the small stove, shook his head and chuckled:

"It's true that his temper has not changed, and he dared to take risks even if he had some clues. However, there are so many masters in the imperial city, and they have the dragon-locking Gu in them. It's hard to reach the emperor's body if he wants to reach the sky."

Liu Yunlin frowned, knelt down opposite Song Yu, and thought about it for a while:

"According to the news, Xu Buling beat General Liu's son at Yingchun Tower last night. He doesn't look like a thief who entered the palace."

"Hmph -" Song Yu shook his head: "Jia Yi died in the harem just after the news was sent to him. Who else can enter the palace to meet the emperor at this time?"

"That's true... now Xu Bu Ling knows that the Dragon Locking Gu is in the hands of the Holy One, but the imperial city is heavily guarded. Even if Xu Bu Ling has the ability to reach heaven, it is impossible for him to get close to the Holy One. What is the significance of what the prince has done?"

Song Yu picked up the tea cup and took a sip: "My martial arts skills are so powerful that I can stop a thousand with one. I am not in vain. I didn't go to the imperial study room last night. It was just because there was still a detour, so I planned to retreat if I couldn't succeed. I'll wait. When there is no way out, there is a chance to fight for your life. "

Liu Yunlin frowned and was silent for a while: "Well... the locking dragon Gu locks the eight extraordinary meridians. If you force yourself to move with all your strength, your muscles and veins will be severed and your lungs will be damaged. If you are lucky enough to survive, you will be a cripple... Xu Buling I’m afraid I won’t take this step until I’m certain to die.”

Song Yu's voice was calm: "I was infected with the dragon dragon poison in the Wei River in the winter of last year. Counting the time, it will be at most half a year before the poison enters the heart and lungs. The poison likes cold and is afraid of heat. If this year's Dragon Boat Festival doesn't happen, I'm afraid it will be difficult to survive."

Liu Yunlin nodded and recalled a little: "Dragon Boat Festival... Queen, it seems to be the time of Dragon Boat Festival..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Yu's eyes were slightly cold, and a little spilled from the teacup in his hand, which dripped into the teahouse and emitted a little bit of white mist.

Liu Yunlin's expression changed slightly and he quickly bowed: "I know my mistake...what should I do next?"

"Xu Buling is by no means a person who submits to humiliation. When his anger is built up enough, he will naturally burst into anger. Before the Dragon Boat Festival, if you beat him appropriately, you will be angry now, and you will be ruthless when you fight to the death..."

"promise!"

Liu Yunlin nodded seriously and retreated silently...

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At the same time, the courtyard of Jinghuayuan on Kuishou Street.

Xu Buling succumbed to the humiliation and lay on the roof of Mrs. Lu's boudoir. He opened a small gap in the tiles and looked at the situation below.

After breakfast in the morning, Xu Buling went back to the other courtyard and hid, preparing to put his bellyband back in place when Mrs. Lu went out, lest the incident would ruin Aunt Lu's image of an upright gentleman.

It's a pity that he squatted on the roof for nearly two hours without finding a chance. Mrs. Lu lives at home as a widow, and it is common for her not to go out for ten days and a half. Most of the time, she is embroidering on the terrace of the waterside pavilion, or walking around in the yard. Occasionally, she will practice court dance with the maids.

But for some unknown reason today, Mrs. Lu did not leave the boudoir after breakfast. She hid in the room alone, kicked the maid out, and stood in front of the portrait of the Queen Mother, thinking about it.

Xu Buling originally thought that Mrs. Lu was viewing the scroll, but the scene he saw made him dumbfounded.

After Mrs. Lu looked at the scroll for a while, she walked to the desk and polished the brush. She stood in front of the portrait with a large brush and raised her hand to smear.

What Xu Buling saw was that he was terrified. If he added a beard to the Queen Mother, something big would happen if the Queen Mother knew about it. But it's hard to stop him even if he's hiding on the roof.

Fortunately, after Mrs. Lu hesitated several times, she gave up this ridiculous idea and put the pen back. She looked left and right in front of the portrait, sometimes straightening her chest, twisting her waist and lifting her hips, obviously to compare with the portrait of the Queen Mother.

Perhaps because she felt that she was at a disadvantage for not wearing makeup, she sat in front of the dressing table and carefully combed her hair for half an hour, dotting her red lips, drawing her eyebrows, and took out the expensive hairpin earrings that she was usually reluctant to wear and put them on, making her look gorgeous.

Xu Bu Ling lay on the roof and looked at it funny. It seems that Aunt Lu is still greedy for the Queen Mother's reputation as the "Xuanhe Bagui". In his opinion, Aunt Lu and the Queen Mother each have their own merits. The Queen Mother is as juicy as water tofu, while Mrs. Lu is softer and more mellow...

Thinking of this, Xu Buling frowned slightly - how do I know so clearly? After all, the Queen Mother has experienced it firsthand, and she and Aunt Lu are innocent...

Just as she was wondering, Mrs. Lu in the boudoir had finished dressing up. She stood up and looked at the bronze mirror for a moment, then lowered her head to look at the blue dress on her body. Perhaps she thought it was too ordinary, so she turned around and walked to the closet and opened the door.

Xu Bu Ling's heart tightened.

Fortunately, Mrs. Lu only took a dress from the upper floor and closed the cabinet door without checking the private items covered by the red cloth.

Xu Buling secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately saw Mrs. Lu walking behind the screen, right under his eyes, and untied the belt of her blue skirt.

Because there was a heater in the room, Madam Lu was only wearing a single skirt. The collar was untied, and the azure blue skirt slid down her body, revealing her shoulders and the moon-white bellyband.

She was graceful and beautiful.

"..."

Xu Buling hurriedly turned his eyes away and looked at the garden of Jinghua Garden, pretending not to look at anything indecent.

In just a blink of an eye, he saw the palace maids coming in a sedan chair.

The queen came...

(⊙_⊙;)

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