The prince is very fierce

The Prince is Fierce. The Seventh Chapter of Hidden Dragon Scale Shadow. The Immortal Kui Shou Street in the Painting was shrouded in rain, and the pavilions and towers were all foggy. There were more guards from the Xiao family around the Su Palace, as well as wolf guards, etc. Occasionally, there were people from the Jianghu with clean identities who came to the gate and watched from a distance the golden plaque of "Qing Kui" written by the emperor himself, and the voices of praise and discussion were heard from time to time.

At the corner of the street outside the palace, Song Yufu was hiding next to a flower bed with a small umbrella, and she would look out from time to time. She wanted to come to the door but was a little afraid.

Last time outside the Taiji Palace, she saw Xu Buling stand up and beat the enemy envoy to his knees and beg for mercy with his heavenly posture. In fact, she was very excited. Xu Buling was injured, and she ran over to see it, but it was a pity that she, a girl, could not walk around in the imperial city. Later, Xu Buling returned to the mansion, and it was not appropriate to visit, so she could only wait here.

Song Yufu secretly observed outside the palace for two days. The maids and imperial doctors who came in and out gradually relaxed. It seemed that the injury had stabilized. It was reasonable to visit him, but she felt a little embarrassed. After all, he was recovering from his injury, and it would be bad to interrupt him...

But...

Song Yufu had a headache when she thought about going to Yuelu Mountain.

Although Xu Buling promised to go and see him at that time, she couldn't say when to go. If she left like this, she would wait to die if he came at the age of seventy or eighty...

"If I had known, I wouldn't have said 'something must have happened to Xu Shizi', what a crow's mouth..."

Song Yufu raised her hand and tapped her lips lightly. She thought it was better to wait a few more days to make sure Xu Buling was safe before leaving. At that time, she would say a blessing: "Xu Shizi must return to Xiliang safely", so as not to be hated by Xu Buling.

Song Yufu waited outside the palace for a long time, but didn't see Xu Buling coming out, so she walked towards Zhuji Street in a bad mood.

The last time Xu Danqing showed up in the imperial city, no one noticed because of Xu Buling's sudden appearance, but afterward, the reaction of many princes and nobles was different.

Countless literati, princesses, ladies, and female knights began to look for Xu Danqing's whereabouts, for different purposes, some to ask for paintings, some to be painted, some to exchange ideas, some to make friends..., and they couldn't be stopped.

Xu Danqing's reputation as the "painting saint" was too great, and he wanted to leave Chang'an directly. But Song Yufu didn't want to leave and wanted to wait for someone, so Xu Danqing couldn't leave alone, so he could only hide in the house carefully and didn't go out. He disappeared at the slightest movement in the alley. It was quite pitiful to say...

Song Yufu carried a small umbrella and walked through the streets and alleys. She came to the small courtyard of Zhuji Street and knocked, and said:

"Uncle Xu, it's me, no outsiders."

The courtyard was quiet for a while, and a head popped out of the wall and took a look, and then the gate of the courtyard opened.

Xu Danqing carefully asked Song Yufu to come in quickly, and then closed the courtyard door. He had a headache:

"Yufu, we can't stay here any longer. Pack up and leave early, otherwise if your uncle is found, you won't have to leave..."

"Wait a few more days..."

Song Yufu smiled and ran to the main room, looking at a painting hanging on the easel that was drying.

The ink was still a little damp because it was just finished.

The painting showed a handsome man with peach blossom eyes and eyebrows like swords. He stood on the top of the Taiji Palace with a long spear in his hand. His white clothes fluttered in the wind and rain, and his body was as still as a pine tree. The powerful brushstrokes showed the momentum of riding a horse and leaving the dust incisively and vividly. At first glance, it was the sharp edge of "all living beings are ants, only I am a true immortal", but when you look at it again, it is light and indifferent. The faster you look, the better it looks, and you will never get tired of it.

Song Yufu folded her hands at her waist and looked at the scroll with a smile. She wanted to touch it but was afraid of ruining it, so she could only look at it.

Xu Danqing stood in front of him, stroking his beard, with a bit of pride in his eyes:

"There are three masterpieces that uncle is most satisfied with in his life. One is Queen Cui's "Peach Blossom Gaze Back", one is Ning Yuhe's "Sword Dance", and the rest is this "Fairy in the Painting". It's the first time for uncle to paint a man, well... it's really different from a girl's painting, like painting the sky and ancient trees instead of small bridges and flowing water, the pattern and artistic conception are different..."

Song Yufu didn't listen to a word, just stared at the scroll, very satisfied: "Uncle is really amazing, thank you, I will keep this painting well."

"..."

Xu Danqing's face froze, stroking his beard, hesitant to speak, hesitant to speak, brewing for a long time, and then laughed:

"Yufu, a gentleman does not take away someone's love, this painting is the most proud painting of uncle at present..."

Song Yufu frowned slightly, a little puzzled : "Didn't Uncle Xu's paintings all go to other people?"

"Given to other people..."

Xu Danqing blinked his eyes and said in a very tangled way:

"When I painted the Eight Beauties, I actually wanted to see it for myself..."

"Then why did you give it to other people again?"

Xu Danqing was silent for a moment, a little helpless: "Given to other people... because they didn't give money to uncle, and beat uncle... Alas..."

"..."

Song Yufu immediately understood, sighed with some regrets, and thought for a while: "A gentleman's words are as good as horses. Uncle is a scholar, so he can't go back on his words..."

"Uncle is a man of the world..."

"A man of the world is worth a thousand gold..."

"..."

Xu Danqing laughed twice and waved his hand: "Forget it, I'll give it to you. You go back and wait for two days. I'll let you come to get it after it's dried."

Song Yufu was satisfied, giggled, and trotted out.

Xu Danqing sighed, pondered in front of the scroll for a moment, and was reluctant to part with it.

I have been painting all my life, but in the end, not a single painting has landed in my hands. As a scholar, I can't make money, but my reputation is great, but what's the use...

After sighing for a moment, Xu Danqing suddenly had a thought in his mind.

This girl Yufu... doesn't seem to be able to understand paintings...

Thinking of this, Xu Danqing quietly closed the door, spread out the rice paper, studied ink and started writing...

It’s just a painting, and I didn’t say it had to be this one...——

The spring rain moistens things silently.

The sky darkened unconsciously.

Prince Su's Mansion, bedroom in the back house.

Mrs. Lu lay on her side on the pillow, her face gradually turning red in a daze, and her dream returned to the night of New Year's Eve.

That big hand was squeezing and squeezing, but no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get away...

I want to get up but I can't find the strength. I feel very sore and want to find something to rub against...

That big hand seemed different from last time, sliding down the belly...

"..."

Mrs. Lu opened her eyes and looked at the dimly lit room with a bit of confusion in her eyes.

Soso—

The soft sound of fabric rubbing echoed in my ears.

Mrs. Lu gradually came back to her senses, her back was very warm, and there was a hand on her waist, gently massaging her, and she seemed to be leaning down...! !

Mrs. Lu's eyes suddenly widened, and she finally remembered where she was and who was behind her.

"ah……"

Mrs. Lu murmured imperceptibly, her body tensed, and she quietly took her hands away from her waist. She looked back at Xu Buring, who was lying on his side behind her. She opened her eyes as soon as she moved, and blinked in confusion.

"Aunt Lu..."

"..."

Mrs. Lu's face was still red, beads of sweat hung on her forehead, and her eyes were wide open, a little unbelievable.

When Xu Buling saw Mrs. Lu's eyes, he knew that something must have happened to him when he touched the Queen Mother in his dream. His face froze slightly, then returned to its original state in an instant:

"What's the matter?"

"..."

Mrs. Lu pursed her lips, unable to express her sorrow. After a moment of silence, she stood up and looked normal, smiling softly:

"It's nothing, I woke up... As long as you can get up, I'll go back to Xiao's house to rest for a few days... You... tell the maid if you have anything, I'll come over at any time..." Mrs. Lu left the room without looking back... …