The prince is very fierce

Earlier, Ning Yuhe visited friends in Chang'an City, and first went to the Imperial College.

As the face of the Tang family and a woman with outstanding martial arts skills, Ning Yuhe actually knew a lot of friends. Later, after the incident of escaping from marriage came out, she was endlessly hunted by the Tang family, and she was already in Zhongnan Mountain. After Xu Danqing, who had sealed the pen, learned about it, he wrote a letter to Song Baiqing, who was serving as the sacrificial wine in the Imperial College, so that he could ask for a favor from the emperor and find a stable place to live outside the world.

Now that I have come to Chang'an, a visit is inevitable. After hearing that Xu Danqing was also in Chang'an, Ning Yuhe went directly to Zhuji Street. The emperor pardoned her with an edict, changed her name and joined the Changqing Temple, and she was no longer involved with the former Miss Tang. Her current identity was very clean, and she could still walk around normally, but she definitely couldn't show up in public.

Ning Yuhe was still wearing a wide robe and a curtain hat on his head. He walked slowly to the depths of the alley. When he looked up, he saw many official guards standing near the small courtyard. Ning Yuhe had just made trouble for Zhang Xiang a few days ago. To avoid causing trouble, Ning Yuhe turned around and was about to leave. However, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a young man in white robes being captured by two charming men outside the low courtyard wall. The woman was caught in the middle, looking into the yard.

Ning Yuhe frowned slightly, thinking he was some wanton dandy, but after looking carefully, he felt that the figure from behind looked familiar - wasn't this the Prince Su who saved her a few days ago?

Ning Yuhe was stunned, with a bit of joy in his eyes, because Xu Danqing and Princess Su were old acquaintances, and they had no enmity with each other, so there was no need to deliberately hide it, so he walked slowly up to him and raised his hand to salute:

"Master Xu?"

Xu Buling was watching Aunt Lu and the Queen Mother bullying others when he suddenly heard a gentle and mature voice behind him. He turned his head with some doubts - a Taoist nun was standing upright in the alley, wearing a white curtain covering her cheeks and shoulders. But it was difficult to cover up the bulging figure under the Taoist robe.

Xu Buling just glanced at the outline, and some pictures flashed in his mind.

Not a blade of grass grows...the steamed buns...are big...

"cough-"

Xu Buling's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly swept away the messy thoughts in his mind, with pure eyes and a smile:

"Baidao... Taoist Master Ning, why are you here too?"

Ning Yu's face looked a little confused under her hat. She didn't understand why Prince Su always called her "Taoist Priest Bai". Her surname was not Bai, so she could be called Taoist Priest Tang...

After thinking about it for a while, Ning Yuhe just thought it was Xu Buling's preconceived slip of the tongue, nodded slightly and chuckled: "Haha, Pindao and Xu Danqing are old acquaintances. I just went to sit with Master Song for a while and heard that Xu Danqing lived there. Here, come and take a look... There are so many people here, but there are distinguished guests in the courtyard? "

Xu Buling looked back. Xu Danqing was too stubborn. He was about to go in, when he raised his hand:

"Yes, I'll take Daoist Master Ning in. We should all know him."

Ning Yuhe nodded lightly and followed Xu Buling into the courtyard gate. He looked up and saw the Queen Mother and Mrs. Lu in red palace clothes under the eaves. Xu Danqing was cornered by four guards with a look of despair on his face.

Ning Yuhe didn't know the Queen Mother, but she was preparing to enter the palace to become a queen. She knew the etiquette and dress of the palace. Looking at her appearance, she naturally guessed her identity. She quickly stepped forward and bowed:

"Ning Yuhe, a poor man, has met the Queen Mother."

Under the eaves, the Queen Mother's eyes were fixed on Ning Yuhe in the courtyard. She looked from head to toes, and then from feet to head. Her originally slightly lazy sitting posture became a little straighter. She subconsciously raised her chest and raised her head, and her expression changed. Dignified and majestic, unsmiling.

Mrs. Lu's eyes wandered back and forth between Xu Buling and Ning Yuhe. Her expressions did not move. Thousands of possibilities flashed through her heart, which gradually turned into suspicion in her eyes...

The Queen Mother had no intention of looking at Mrs. Lu's sour expression and looked at Ning Yuhe:

"I have admired Taoist Ning for a long time, but this is the first time I have seen him. I took my hat and came over to sit down."

"Thank you, Queen Mother."

After all, Ning Yuhe was born into a wealthy family, so he was not very restrained. He took off his curtain hat and walked under the eaves, sitting next to the Queen Mother.

At this moment, except for Xu Danqing and Xu Buling, almost all the other men and women inside and outside the courtyard were looking at Ning Yuhe's appearance, either explicitly or covertly.

The Empress Dowager's beauty is naturally a bit unique, while Mrs. Lu's is dignified, gentle and fragrant like a peony. But Ning Yuhe is completely different. At first glance, there is nothing surprising about the coldness and clearness. But after watching it for a long time, it feels just right. Not too much, not too little, not too dark, not too light. The slightest change is not suitable. It is difficult to imagine it being more beautiful than it is now. The right look.

The idea of ​​guarding the retainers was not shown because of his profound skills.

The palace maids were full of envy, looking left and right, obviously comparing themselves to the three charming beauties under the eaves.

Mrs. Lu and the Queen Mother both said, "That's it?" ’ The look in his eyes, well... the beauty looks at each other...

Ning Yuhe was a monk, and he no longer cared about these worldly customs. He just sat on the chair calmly and nodded to Xu Danqing in the distance.

Seeing that Mrs. Lu was thinking wrong again, Xu Buling hurriedly stepped forward and walked under the eaves, showing a bright smile:

"Aunt Lu, Queen Mother, Taoist Ning met me again when he came to Beijing a few days ago. I didn't expect that Taoist Ning would come here today. What a coincidence..."

Mrs. Lu's eyes were full of suspicion, and she looked Xu Buling up and down. She wanted to get closer and smell it, but she felt that the occasion was not right, so she could only say softly:

"Ling'er, when did you come here? Taoist Ning has been practicing in Changqing Temple for many years and has not appeared for many years. How come he met you as soon as he came here, and came with you..."

The words were all about "Are you related to the world's number one foxy woman?"

Xu Buling smiled helplessly, moved closer and asked, "I came to visit Mr. Xu, why is Aunt Lu here too?"

"..."

Mrs. Lu was stunned, and suddenly reacted, thinking that it was not good.

Why am I here...

I asked the Queen Mother to come and force Xu Danqing to paint...

Thinking of this, Mrs. Lu blushed slightly, coughed lightly, turned her head, and said casually:

"Well... the Queen Mother was bored in the palace, I accompanied her out for a walk, and happened to hear that Mr. Xu came to Chang'an, so we came to see..."

The Queen Mother was still looking at Ning Yuhe, and snorted lightly:

"Your aunt wanted Xu Danqing's painting and forced me to come here. I am not so unreasonable..."

"You——"

Being blocked from the stage, Mrs. Lu was immediately anxious.

Xu Buling quickly inserted between the two and said with a smile: "Forget it, Mr. Xu abides by the rules, so it doesn't matter if he can't paint. Ling'er will go back and paint a picture for Aunt Lu, and I guarantee that you will be satisfied..."