The prince is very fierce

The cold wind rolled up the wine flags of the inn, and it was a snowy night in Huangkou Town.

Outside the window was the unrestrained laughter and laughter of the Goulan Wine House, and if one could not hear clearly, one could even hear the sound of heart-to-heart fighting in a brothel not far away.

"Hmm...ah~..."

I didn't feel sleepy to begin with, and now I couldn't sleep even more.

Xu Buling lay on the bed holding the back of his head, analyzing the current situation.

Although he really wanted to know what Li Hansheng was looking for, he didn't necessarily have to rush there himself. When Li Hansheng got it, he could just ask his father-in-law Zhu Liu.

In order to attract attention, Zhu Liu had leaked the news from the dark, and all forces must have noticed it. The Tang family will not sit still and wait for death. The wolf guard who suddenly came over may have come for this matter.

In order to ensure that nothing happens to Manzhi's father, he can only go to the Tang family first. After settling the matter with the Tang family, he can then go to Pegasus to Bodhi Island in Liaoxi County...

In fact, these things have been thought about a long time ago, and again, the results are similar.

Xu Buring sighed softly, turned over and tried to change into a more comfortable position, then suppressed Nightingale who was curled up in his arms for warmth.

Nightingale has a thin body, so she naturally doesn't bear the cold. She always sleeps with her face covered in the quilt. Realizing that she was being suppressed by her young master, Nightingale let out a muffled whine. She opened her eyes and couldn't see anything. She could only turn her head slightly:

"Sir, you are so heavy..."

"Well……"

Xu Buring turned over again, lying on his side on the pillow, looking at the little girl wearing only a bellyband under the quilt, feeling a little uneasy.

Nightingale's face was full of seriousness, she lowered her head and meowed: "Master, do you miss Sister Xiang'er?"

"Sleep well, you know better..."

Xu Buring gave a gentle scolding, stood up, put on his robe, and walked out of the room.

The nightingale blinked its big eyes and suddenly moved to the inside. She put her ears against the wall and listened carefully...

On a quiet winter night, all the guests in the inn had gone to sleep, leaving only a brazier burning in the hall. The waiter and the shopkeeper were sitting next to the brazier, warming wine and chatting.

Xu Buling silently walked outside the next room and listened carefully. Two steady breathing sounds were faintly heard, and he must have fallen asleep.

Squeak——

The door opens and closes.

Xu Buling quietly entered the wing and closed the door.

The furnishings in the guest room of the inn are very simple. Apart from a table, a bench, a bed, and a screen, there is nothing else. Manzhi and Ning Yuhe's swords were placed on the small table by the window, and the curtain hat was also placed on it. There were two skirts placed on the stool beside the bed, neatly folded.

Xu Buling glanced at it and saw that Manzhi's clothes were all there, but Ning Yuhe only took off his outer skirt. It seemed that he was afraid that Shou Gongsha would be discovered, so he covered it tightly.

After entering the room, there were only two gentle breathing sounds, and there was silence behind the curtain, as if Manzhi was the only one left sleeping.

With a slight smile, Xu Buling walked forward softly, raised his hand and opened a corner of the curtain - Zhu Manzhi was sleeping inside, covered tightly by the quilt, with his round little face exposed. The long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she was having a very exciting dream, and there was a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth.

Ning Yu lay down obediently, with her hands on the quilt. Her bright black eyes had been opened, and her cheeks as bright as the silver moon were filled with a bit of fear. She pursed her lips, but did not dare to make a sound. He motioned to Manzhi next to him with his eyes, urging Xu Buling to get out quickly.

Xu Bu Ling smiled playfully and lay down next to Ning Yuhe. He raised his hand to lift the quilt and squeeze in.

Ning Yuhe's eyes were filled with panic and pleading, and he was about to burst into tears. He squeezed the corners of the quilt tightly and said in a voice as loud as a mosquito: "Your Majesty, please go out... you... I will accompany you to another place." Go, don’t be here..."

Xu Buling opened Ning Yuhe's fingers, lifted up the quilt to cover her body, and leaned close to her ear: "Master, Manzhi is sleeping deeply. You won't wake up if you don't move around. If you don't obey, Manzhi will wake up later." Zhi woke up, it’s hard for you to explain..."

"you……"

Ning Yuhe's face turned red, but he didn't dare to make any big moves. He secretly glanced at Manzhi, who was close at hand, and pushed Xu Buling out.

"Master, turn around and face me."

"...I...I don't..."

"Then I'll come by myself. If I wake up Manzhi..."

"..."

Ning Yuhe's heart nearly jumped out of her chest, and she couldn't drive Xu Buling away. With no choice, she could only turn around slowly and lean into Xu Buling's arms, facing her face, with a look of embarrassment on her face. Shy and anxious: "Goodbye...can I go out with you...anywhere, not here..."

"It's late at night, how cold it is when you go out..."

Xu Buling raised his arms and put his arms around Ning Yuhe, his cheek pressed against his ear, and his hands groped in the quilt.

Ning Yuhe's eyes were watery, but he didn't dare to move. He squeezed Xu Buling's hand and pushed it a few times, but it had no effect. He could only turn to hold his mouth to cover up his slightly rapid breathing. .

"Awkward...I can't find the place..."

"Woo~..."

Ning Yuhe frowned slightly, almost biting his lip, and resisted moving.

Xu Buling breathed a sigh of relief, hugged Ning Yuhe, lay on his side comfortably, and said softly:

"Master, why have you been here these past few days? Qingye didn't notice that your palace guard sand was gone?"

Ning Yuhe's body was obviously trembling slightly. He was not thinking about chatting with Xu Buling. He just closed his eyes and didn't make a sound...

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I don’t know how long it took, but the town became completely silent, leaving only the whistling sound of the cold wind.

There were beads of sweat on Ning Yu's forehead, her breath was like blue, and she weakly pushed Xu Bu Ling with her elbow:

"Okay, go back quickly..."

Xu Buling took a few breaths, let go of Ning Yuhe, and sat up.

Ning Yuhe quickly closed his coat and glanced at the sleeping Manzhi. He was secretly relieved when he saw that Manzhi was still fast asleep with his eyes closed and was not woken up.

Xu Buling had no intention of leaving, and threw the skirt on the master: "Let's go, let me draw a picture for you."

When Ning Yuhe heard this, she immediately became angry. Just now she had said that she would go out and paint, and then...

Now that things are like this, what else is there to draw?

Ning Yuhe was a little sulky, turned his back to Xu Buling, and whispered: "No more painting, you go."

"Then I'll continue..."

"Eh..."

Ning Yuhe suddenly became anxious. He had no choice but to drag his weak body up and slowly put on his clothes.

Xu Buling took Ning Yuhe out of the room, fetched brushes and paints from the room, then jumped out of the inn window and came to a relatively secluded roof.

Arriving at a deserted place, Ning Yuhe finally dared to speak. With shame and annoyance in his eyes, he raised his hand and patted Xu Buling on the shoulder:

"Ling'er, how could you do this? Just now Manzhi was beside me, and I even told you that I was going out with you..."

Xu Buling had done everything, so naturally he felt confident. He sat down on the snow on the roof, took out his paint brush and said with a smile:

"Okay, Master, come here quickly. When the weather gets cold, the paint will freeze and you won't be able to paint."

"..."

Ning Yuhe clenched his hands tightly and stared at Xu Buling with his watery eyes for a moment. In the end, he was helpless and sat down slowly beside him, looking in the direction of the north in silence.

Xu Buling pushed Ning Yuhe on the shoulder, then lifted up her skirt and began to outline the pattern with a pen. Seeing Ning Yuhe looking north without speaking, he asked, "Master, what are you thinking about?"

Ning Yuhe lay on the snow, folded his hands on his waist, and pursed his lips in silence: "The Tang family... is just a hundred miles away to the north. There are several shops in the town that belong to the Tang family... I used to go there when I was a child. I hung out here and lived in the Yuelai Inn for a while. Because my surname was Tang, no one dared to bully me... In fact, the Tang family was not all bad people. The bad ones were Tang Jiao and his brothers, who made the Tang family into a In this state, my mother is also dead...I never thought she would come back..."

The words were intermittent, as if they were reminiscing, and they seemed to be expressing their true feelings.

Xu Buling listened quietly, sketched the pattern at leisure, and comforted softly: "Now that I have come to Youzhou, it is impossible for Tang Jiao to live past the new year. I will avenge Master, and you can just be my little wife."

Mentioning this, Ning Yuhe sighed quietly, shook his head and said: "You can't kill Tang Jiao. Tang Jiao has a very good relationship with the court. You are the prince of the vassal, so you should stand by him. Zhu Liu goes Killing him is just revenge for the Jianghu people, and the court has nothing to do. If you kill him, you will be the prince of the feudal lord who killed the court officials, and the emperor will definitely launch an army to hold him accountable. "

Xu Bu Ling paused for a moment, did not deny this, and thought for a moment: "There should be no problem with assassination. I have not appeared in public. Even if the court suspects me, it will not dare to act recklessly without evidence. Besides, Tang Jiao is just a subordinate of the emperor. Dog, even if I was poked out and I could find any excuse to offend me, the Holy Spirit would not make me pay for my life. At most, he would scold me..."

Ning Yuhe thought for a moment, turned his head, looked at the handsome face close at hand, and said in a soft voice:

"Your Majesty, I don't want you to do anything for me. The only thing I have to do now is revenge. Once the revenge is avenged, it will be fine. When the time comes, you can take me back to the palace, whether as a concubine or a maid, I Don’t say anything, just give you a child honestly, and live like this for the rest of your life... But if you get into trouble for me, even if you get revenge, I won’t be able to feel at ease..."

Xu Buring looked a little helpless. After drawing the pattern, he put away the brush, held his hand against the snow, and looked down at Ning Yuhe's cheek: "You are my master, how can I let you be a concubine with no status?" ”

The condescending look can easily remind people of strange things. Ning Yuhe turned his eyes away slightly and looked at the lights in the distance:

"I almost became a queen back then. I definitely couldn't marry you publicly. If the emperor knew about it, he would be so angry that he would die... If not a concubine and a maid, what else could I be?"

Xu Buling said seriously: "Be a master. As the saying goes, 'Once a teacher, always a daughter-in-law'..."

"..."

Ning Yuhe obviously didn't like the joke very much, so he gave Xu Buling a gentle push:

"Stop talking nonsense. The master-disciple status is bigger than heaven. How can you be your master now that you are like this? Either you don't touch me in the future, I will forget about it, and An Xin will be your master..."

Xu Buling shook his head, looking like there was no room for discussion.

Ning Yuhe pursed her lips, and had nothing to say except a resigned sigh. Who made her lose her mind and take the initiative to push her apprentice...

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