The prince is very fierce

Under the eaves among the bamboo sea, Xu Buling and Ning Yuhe were chatting about Queen Cui's past. Suddenly, Mrs. Lu came over from the path with strange eyes, as if she was thinking about something.

Seeing this look, Xu Buling turned his head strangely: "Aunt Lu, what's wrong?"

Ning Yuhe had just talked about the sad things in the past years, and was in a bad mood. He stood up, bowed and left the house.

Mrs. Lu folded her hands on her waist, first nodded to Ning Yuhe, then looked away and muttered:

"Miss Song is here to burn incense and come to see you. Do you want her to come in and stay with you?"

Xu Buling got up from the wheelchair, walked over to tidy up Mrs. Lu's hair, and said with a smile:

"How about forgetting it?"

"..."

When Mrs. Lu heard this, she frowned slightly, feeling that her tone was a bit wrong, so she turned sideways, looking nonchalant: "Go if you want, as an aunt, can I still stop you?"

Xu Buling frowned slightly, tilted his head and glanced at Mrs. Lu's side face a few times: "Aunt Lu, are you unhappy today?"

Mrs. Lu stood upright and hesitated for a moment: "Well... it's not because of Miss Song. I can't care about you being young, talented and pretty. Alas, you can't keep a good boy..."

Xu Bu Ling spread his hands and couldn't figure out what this meant.

Mrs. Lu muttered for a while, then looked around a few times, and suddenly she came close to Xu Buling, pressed close to him, almost leaning in Xu Buling's arms, and raised her hand to wave.

Xu Buling took the opportunity to hold Mrs. Lu's shoulders and leaned over to listen.

Mrs. Lu's face was a little strange, and she didn't care about the ambiguous posture. She leaned close to Xu Buling's ear and said in a orchid voice: "Ling'er, have you noticed that something is wrong with the Queen Mother recently..."

The sound was so low that you could barely hear it clearly against your ears.

Xu Buling frowned and looked slightly confused: "The Queen Mother... Zheng won't know, Aunt Lu just said it!" He almost said it smoothly, but broke out in a cold sweat.

Mrs. Lu naturally didn't notice the slip of the tongue, so she leaned on Xu Buling's chest, tiptoed and whispered: "Recently, I found that the Queen Mother is very weird... I feel like she is always distracted after making a promise, and she often I went to Furong Temple, saying I was burning incense to pray for blessings, but it turned out there was no sincerity at all. I burned incense and ran back, leaving the doors and windows closed all night..."

The fragrant wind surrounded his ears, making it tingling. Xu Buling listened patiently with a frown on his face.

"...Ling'er, do you think the Queen Mother is hiding from someone?"

Xu Buling touched his chin and thought carefully for a while: "The Queen Mother has a transcendent status, who can she hide from?"

Madam Lu thought carefully: "The Queen Mother has a sister who is very powerful. She is the current head of the Xiao family in Huainan. She will come to Chang'an in a few days. The Queen Mother is most afraid of her sister... But she can't hide like this. Early in the morning, I came to Yufeng Mountain at the beginning of the month..."

Xu Buling shook his head and chuckled: "Maybe I'm just bored in the palace and came out to relax. Well... I think Aunt Lu always talks back to her, and it's possible that I don't want to talk to Aunt Lu."

Mrs. Lu pursed her lips and thought for a moment: "This is not like her temperament. There must be something wrong... Forget it, it has nothing to do with you and me anyway... You can go about your business..."

Xu Buling breathed a sigh of relief, chuckled twice, then took a crutch and pretended to be recovering from a serious illness, and walked towards the bamboo forest.

After taking a few steps, she looked back - Mrs. Lu was still walking back and forth with a frown on her face, looking suspicious. But I definitely can’t figure this out…

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On a quiet spring day, pilgrims are bustling inside and outside Furong Temple. Vendors and merchants are selling various items on the stone path outside the Taoist temple. Young men and women are chatting politely under the pavilion and willow trees.

Song Yufu stood alone next to an incense altar in the Taoist temple, lowering her head and rubbing the toes of her shoes on the ground in a bored manner.

She had not spoken to Xu Buling since the brief meeting outside the palace. She should have left for Yuelu Mountain long ago, but Xu Buling came here to recuperate. She could only wait and wait and wait. Although I don’t know what to expect, but I always feel that it’s not appropriate to leave like this without seeing each other before leaving.

Song Yufu was already sixteen years old, so it was logically time for her to get married. Privately, she had secretly thought about life-long events.

But ever since I got involved with Xu Buling, no matter how much I thought about my future husband, I couldn't get rid of that person's shadow, especially when he kissed Xu Buling rashly, mouth to mouth...

Song Yufu was just a young lady from a scholarly family. She cared a lot about this kind of thing and was relatively introverted. She wanted to pretend it never happened, but how could she really pretend it never happened.

Later, when I got the hairpin back, I was quite relieved. I didn't have to worry about my father finding out. But ever since Xu Buling said, "Let's be clear with each other." arrive.

If I had known better, I wouldn't have gotten the hairpin back...

There was a bit of sadness on Song Yufu's face. She had been alone in the house for several months. No matter how gentle her temper was, she couldn't hold it in anymore. So she mustered up the courage to run over today. But what should she do when she ran over? I can't tell...just think of it as farewell...

While thinking about it, there was a little warmth in my ears, as if another person was approaching.

Song Yufu shrank her neck and folded her hands on her waist. This time she did not turn around, but turned her head from the other side. As a result...

Still rubbed it on the man's face.

"hiss--"

Xu Buling, who was wearing a cane, stood up straight, his face as cold as ever, and he covered his face with some annoyance:

"Miss Song, you..."

Song Yufu was not panicked or ashamed as usual. She just raised her hand to wipe her lips, then lowered her head and looked at the tip of her shoes without saying anything.

Xu Buling was the first to complain, so he leaned over and looked at Song Yufu's face with some doubt:

"What's wrong? I haven't seen you for a month, and you are still angry with your boyfriend? As the saying goes, the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water. I thought you didn't take it to heart..."

Song Yufu raised her eyelids and glanced at it. After thinking for a while, she pretended to be serious: "Master Xu, be serious."

Xu Buling was leaning on his crutches. Seeing that she was not angry, he lost interest and nodded: "Okay."

Song Yufu took a few breaths, glanced at Xu Buling, and lowered her head again. She raised her head, and the words on her lips finally became:

"Is Master Xu feeling better?"

Xu Buling nodded: "Much better... What's the matter? Do you need me for something?"

"Nothing..."

Song Yufu looked around and walked towards the mountain stone path on the side of Furong Pavilion. She lowered her head and whispered: "I'll walk with Master. I haven't come to visit you since you got injured. I'm quite remiss as a girlfriend..."

Xu Buling felt that she was worried, so he didn't refuse at the moment. He walked on the mountain path full of flowers with his crutches...