The prince is very fierce

From the moment Xu Buling arrived in Chang'an, Mrs. Lu's whole focus was to take good care of Xu Buling. When Xu Buling was not in good health when she returned to Suzhou, she followed him as expected.

According to her thoughts when she left, Mrs. Lu should wait until Xu Burang's health recovered before returning to Chang'an, but unknowingly, she actually made such a big circle and ran back to Jiangnan. If nothing else happened, Xiao Qi would have to be taken care of. Take it back to Suzhou.

After all, Mrs. Lu is the daughter of the Lu family and the daughter-in-law of the Xiao family, and has nothing to do with the Xu family. She wanted to wait for Xu Buling to get married before returning to her husband's house, but she knew that she wouldn't be able to leave then. Xu Buling wouldn't let her go. She didn't want to live that kind of lonely and widowed life anymore, let alone Xiang'er. It’s gone, I don’t even have a best friend to talk to, and I won’t be able to survive long after I go back.

"What to do next..."

Xu Buling heard this and thought for a moment: "Concubine?"

Mrs. Lu frowned, turned around and glared: "Don't talk nonsense."

"Then the princess?"

Mrs. Lu blinked her eyes and looked a little embarrassed: "What should I do with Xiao Qi?"

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Xu Bu Ling's eyes were a little innocent and he didn't dare to answer.

Mrs. Lu noticed something was wrong with her, coughed slightly, and turned around: "Well... I was just kidding. I don't want to be a concubine. I've already been married. It's against etiquette... By the way, how about I Be your son's nanny so that you have something to do when you stay in Suzhou. If you are busy with official duties in the future, someone will have to take care of the child. Those girls in Manzhi can't take care of themselves, so I still have to do it..."

Xu Buling helped Mrs. Lu's swaying shoulders, looked down her shoulders, looked at the skirt of her clothes, which was even more spectacular than Manzhi, and said softly:

"Of course you can be a wet nurse, but a wet nurse must have given birth before she can breastfeed... Aunt Lu, I'm afraid you can't do it."

Mrs. Lu just remembered this and glanced down, her eyes slightly disappointed:

"That's right, this is troublesome, Bai Chang is so big...cough-"

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Xu Buling blinked and thought about it carefully before confirming that he heard correctly.

Mrs. Lu's expression was a little strange, and she couldn't find a topic. She sat on the swing and swayed, looking thoughtful, to ease the awkward atmosphere.

Xu Buling held Mrs. Lu's shoulders. The faint fragrance in front of her was overwhelming. After hesitating for a moment, she leaned into Mrs. Lu's ear and whispered:

"I heard from Xiang'er that she had inquired with Zhongli Jiujiu, and it seemed that a more massage would be enough..."

Breath blowing in her ears, Mrs. Lu shrank her neck slightly, glanced left and right, and after a long while, she said hesitantly:

"Really...really? Don't fool me, there is no such thing...but Miss Zhongli has superb medical skills and has some weird methods, so it is possible..."

"real."

Xu Bu Ling nodded solemnly, slid his hands to his waist, and hugged Mrs. Lu: "How about I teach Aunt Lu?"

Mrs. Lu's breathing became heavier. She sat on the swing and bit her lower lip: "Forget it... I'll go back and ask Xiang'er... I..."

"Anyway, there are no outsiders, so nothing is nothing but nothing..."

Xu Bu Ling smiled kindly, took Mrs. Lu's hand, pulled it up with a little force, and pressed it on the lapel of her clothes.

"Woo-"

Mrs. Lu couldn't sit firmly on the swing and couldn't support her with her hands. She was forced to lean into Xu Buling's arms. Her face turned red and she lowered her head and stammered:

"Ling'er, forget it...I'll just talk...wu-..."

"I didn't mean anything, I just taught Aunt Lu..."

"Call...call me Hongluan..."

The moon and stars are sparse, and the house is silent.

In the quiet courtyard, the swing swayed slightly next to the osmanthus tree. A beautiful woman in a dark green dress, with spring-like brows and mist-filled eyes. It took a lot of courage and strength to say these five words.

Call me Hongluan...

What it means is self-evident.

Xu Bu Ling paused in his movements, with a bit of surprise in his eyes. He turned his head and looked at her red face. After thinking for a while, he called out in a very gentle voice:

"Red Luan."

"Um……"

Lu Hongluan clenched her hands tightly, and she could clearly feel her body shaking. She kept looking around, and after holding on for a long time, she quietly leaned a little closer to Xu Buling's arms.

Xu Buling smiled, hugged her a little tighter, and said seriously: "It feels weird to call me Hongluan. You are my aunt..."

"..."

Lu Hongluan's expression stiffened, and then his eyes showed a bit of annoyance, and he hit Xu Buling's waist with his elbow: "You... are you sick?" He stood up and left the embrace.

Xu Buling did not let go of his hand and comforted him softly: "Just kidding, don't be angry, I will continue to teach you..."

"Let me go, I... I don't want to learn anymore. Do you think I can't see that you have some crooked ideas? Xiang'er has suffered many losses and told me everything. I didn't tell you..."

"Really? What did Xiang'er say about me in private? I'll go back and deal with her..."

"She...she said that you are fierce...to make me angry on purpose. You can't spoil her all the time. How long has she been with you? How long have I taken care of you? I made all the clothes and shoes you wear. She doesn't know how to do it at all." Nühong, last time I embroidered a white handkerchief, it was a mess..."

Lu Hongluan was obviously as heartbroken as a deer, and her words were somewhat incoherent. She slowly took out the white handkerchief Xiang'er gave her from her arms and showed it to Xu Buling.

"Haha... Okay, I'll go back and take care of her until you're satisfied..."

"Don't say it was me who instigated it. Xiang'er holds a grudge. He must have tried every means to torment me... ugh..."

As he was talking, his mouth was blocked by Xu Buling.

This was probably the first time Lu Hongluan had been so bold after getting married. She sat in her former small world, relying on the man who had already entrusted her body and mind to her. She did not avoid him anymore, and even responded a little awkwardly.

Xu Bu Ling had a smile in his eyes and his movements were very gentle.

However, in just a short moment, Lu Hongluan lost all his strength, his eyes were hazy and misty, and he slowly closed his eyes as he looked at the handsome face that was so close that he could not see clearly.

The swing was not swaying, only the cool wind was blowing the old osmanthus tree, and the world was quiet as if there were only two people.

I don't know how long it took, but the handsome young man in white bent down as before, picked up the charming woman with a stunning figure, and walked slowly to the boudoir next to her.

It's a pity that Lu Hongluan has a conservative temperament. No matter how courageous he is, he doesn't dare to mess around with men in his parents' house. He unconsciously realized that he touched the quilt and pillow. He opened his eyes, his face turned red and his breathing became rapid. He pushed gently:

"Okay, don't go too far... Our family knows we are here, so we can't go out tomorrow morning..."

Xu Bu Ling sighed secretly and did not force herself. He leaned against him and hugged her, smiling and saying: "Then lie down for a while."

"Um……"

Lu Hongluan responded in a low voice and put her forehead against Xu Buling's chest, nervously but cherishing the moment of tenderness that she had never dared to hope for before.

The only thing that affects the atmosphere may be that Xu Buling has to be patted on his thief hand from time to time...