The prince is very fierce

On a quiet winter night, a quiet girl stood at the door, her hands folded over her eyes, the light of the lamp shone through the window paper and printed on her beautiful cheeks, revealing a hazy beauty.

The bedroom was very quiet, and a clear voice broke out after a while, and the tone was as calm as ever:

"Yu Fu, why are you here? Well... I'm already asleep..."

"Oh..."

Song Yu Fu's eyes flashed a little disappointed. After all, a grown man can sleep and not get up. If the lights are not turned off, it means he is not asleep. Could it be that he dislikes me for disturbing him in the middle of the night...

Thinking of this, Song Yu Fu lowered her head and turned to leave, but she stopped after walking half a step.

Since I'm here, I have to say a few words. It doesn't seem good to turn around and leave...

"Xu Shizi, I went out to play with Manzhi Qingye today and met Zhongli Chuchu..."

"Well."

A flat response came from the room.

Song Yufu pursed her lips, turned her back to the door and looked at the tip of her shoes, and said softly:

"Miss Chuchu has a good heart. Qingye said you shouldn't go to brothels and excused you..."

"Yeah, is that so?"

"Yes, I met some poor people fleeing on the way. I heard that there were pirates in Hongshan Lake, robbing people and money everywhere, and even peeling people's skins. It was scary to hear..."

"Oh... it was scary..."

The answer was obviously too perfunctory, and he didn't take the words to heart at all.

Song Yufu had heard it a long time ago, and she could no longer bear it. Her eyes were suddenly misty, and she turned around and faced the door:

"I'm going to tell you something serious. You are the prince of a vassal king. There is a bandit problem in Jiangnan and refugees have traveled thousands of miles. Even if it is not under your rule, you should remind the King of Wu, or write a memorial to the court and report it to the emperor. What are you saying?"

"Uh... well, I... I already know about it and am considering how to deal with it. Don't worry."

"What am I worried about? I am not an official. A king should put the people and the country first. If you don't like to hear it, I won't say it."

Song Yufu's words were a little tearful, and she was obviously very aggrieved.

When Xu Buling brought her out of Yuelu Mountain, she followed him out without any hesitation. There were so many people in the house, and she didn't fight or compete. Even if she had nothing in common with women of the same age, she still tried her best to get along with them, because she liked Xu Buling and didn't want to ask for anything more. As long as he was around, she was satisfied.

During the day, when she was busy or with other girls, Song Yufu never interfered. But now, she was alone in the middle of the night and she just came over to talk to Xu Buling.

If she was not allowed to enter, she could talk outside the door, but she was standing outside the door absent-mindedly and coldly.

She was a woman who knew nothing except reading a lot of books. She had no relatives or friends around her, only Xu Buling.

In this case, why did he bring her out in the first place?

Song Yufu felt wronged and couldn't hold back her tears. She turned around and left.

"Yufu, I didn't mean that. Don't be angry..."

"Then what do you mean? You didn't even let me in. You..."

Song Yufu felt more and more wronged the more she thought about it. She turned around and pushed open the door. She wanted to talk to Xu Buling face to face. If he didn't care about her, she would just go back to Yuelu Mountain. Why pretend to like her and keep her by his side?

The candlelight in the room flickered twice. There was a strange smell in the air, and there was a barely audible sound of almost.

Song Yufu was a little excited and didn't notice these things. She looked up and saw Xu Buling still lying on the bed on the inside. He was shirtless and his hair was a little messy. There were beads of sweat on his handsome face. He showed a very far-fetched smile:

"Yufu, don't get excited. I really don't mean that... I'm practicing..."

"What kind of practice are you practicing?"

Song Yufu was not stupid. How could she practice while lying on the bed? She walked up to him with a wronged look, staring at Xu Buling with red eyes:

"Don't you like me? If you don't like me, I'll leave. Anyway, there's nothing to do in Jiangnan..."

Xu Buling leaned against the head of the bed, trying to be calm, pulled the quilt up a little, covering the corner of the bellyband exposed under the quilt, and smiled: "Of course I like it, how could I not like it..."

Women's minds are very sensitive. Song Yufu obviously heard that these words were eager to comfort her. Her face turned pale, she sobbed for two years, stared at Xu Buling, and her whole body began to tremble slightly.

Xu Buling's scalp was numb, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Yufu, I'm not wearing any clothes. You go out first, I'll come out soon..."

"You kissed me, I'm already yours, why are you worrying about these things now?"

Song Yufu burst into tears. Seeing that Xu Buling didn't get up to comfort her at this time, she squatted down aggrievedly, hugged her knees and wanted to bury her head in tears. Unexpectedly, when she squatted down, she saw two pairs of shoes on the ground.

A pair of white cloud-patterned boots, belonging to Xu Buling, and a pair of pure white embroidered shoes, similar to the style on Ning Qingye's feet...

!!

Song Yufu's sobbing stopped, pursed her lips, and took a closer look. It was indeed similar to Ning Qingye's, and it was obvious that the boots were sewn by one person.

She slowly raised her head and looked at the quilt in front of her, only to find that the quilt was a little bulging, which was obviously inconsistent with Xu Buling's figure.

Oh my God~!

Song Yufu was full of disbelief, and stood up and stared at the quilt.

Today she thought Ning Qingye was aloof and didn't like Xu Buling that much, but she didn't expect that at night...

It turns out that Ning Qingye is such a woman, reserved and coquettish...

No wonder she didn't let her into the house and was absent-minded when talking...

Song Yufu's aggrieved thoughts vanished in an instant, and turned into disbelief. Her face turned from white to red, and then became redder and redder. Her aura gradually weakened. Her hands curled up in front of her chest, and she was a little confused.

Xu Buling coughed awkwardly, gently spread his hands, and had nothing to say.

Song Yufu's face was as red as an apple. She lowered her head to look at the boots on the ground, and then looked at the slightly trembling bulge on the bedding. She knew that she shouldn't come in. If she exposed Ning Qingye's premarital affair on the spot, Ning Qingye would be too embarrassed to see anyone.

What should I do...

Song Yufu stared at Xu Buling weakly, pointed at the bedding, and then pointed in the direction where Ning Qingye lived, with a questioning look in her eyes.

Xu Buling nodded with difficulty, and then said: "I really have no clothes on, how about you go out first?"

Song Yufu's face was still covered with tears, and her expression was very strange. The grievance disappeared, and shame and embarrassment followed. How could she dare to stand beside Xu Buling when he was having sex? She lowered her head and ran out, and did not forget to respond to comfort Ning Qingye:

"Forget it, you go to sleep first, I'm not angry anymore..."

After saying that, she ran out of the room in a panic, closed the door, and disappeared outside the room in a hurry.

Xu Buling's calm face rarely showed a little embarrassment. He sighed, and before he could speak, his arm hurt, and was bitten by his master.

"Ah—Master, be gentle..."

Ning Yuhe lifted the quilt, sweating profusely and almost scared to death, her cheeks pale, and she hit Xu Buling with tears: "Miss Song didn't find it?"

"No, Master, don't worry."

"What should I worry about? You evil disciple, I told me to sneak away, but you insisted on taking me... woo..."

Ning Yuhe was in a state of confusion, lowered his head to look for clothes, wanting to escape from this dangerous place.

Xu Buling had no way to stop himself just now, and did not expect Fu Bao to be so bold to rush into the house. Now that he found something wrong and left, it was too late to hide, so he covered Ning Yuhe with the quilt and comforted him softly:

"Master, don't panic, it's okay..."

"Get out of the way, don't... woo woo——"

The curtain swayed, and after a moment of fighting back and forth, the room slowly quieted down...