The prince is very fierce

Seeing little Manzhi biting her lower lip and looking pitiful, Xu Buling was somewhat amused and handed the reins of the brown wind-chasing horse to Manzhi:

"I just picked up two horses, you can ride them. When we return to Suzhou, I will send people to Mobei to look for one horse for each of us."

Zhu Manzhi's expression of biting her lower lip instantly turned into surprise. She hurried over to take the reins and said with a smile:

"Mr. Xu, this horse is too big. It's not suitable for me to ride. I'll help you take care of it first."

Xu Buling shook his head and chuckled. As soon as he greeted Yufu and Chuchu, Aunt Lu and Xiang'er came over, asking about his well-being.

Although Zhu Manzhi and Song Yufu missed Xu Buling very much, they knew that they couldn't compete with the older sisters, so they took the wind-chasing horses off the boat for a walk, and Chuchu naturally followed.

Because Xu Buling and Ning Qingye were both injured, Xiao Qi asked the girls to disperse after coming out, and let the two of them treat their injuries first.

Arriving in the room of the ship building, Xu Buling completely relaxed, sat on the carved soft couch, untied his outer robe, and enjoyed Jiujiu's service peacefully.

Next door, separated by a wall, Yuhe was also checking Qingye's back wound.

It was dark, the room was brightly lit and the heater was burning. Zhongli Jiujiu was wearing a water blue long dress, and her makeup and hair accessories were extremely delicate. Her skin was delicate and fair, and under the light, it showed a bit of crystal and hazy feeling, and a pair of fox-like charming eyes were even more seductive.

However, at this time, Zhongli Jiujiu's expression was not very affectionate. She sat sideways on the soft couch and raised her hand to poke Xu Buling's shoulder:

"Why are you standing there like an idiot? Raise your hand!"

Xu Buling was not surprised by this attitude. Last time on the boat, Yuhe and Baobao bullied the newcomers and held Jiujiu down for a long time. Before she could catch her breath, she was dragged to Xiao Qi's room and tossed again the next day.

Jiujiu was not as open-minded as Yuhe, so she naturally suffered losses everywhere. It was reasonable for her to be angry with her husband afterwards.

Xu Buling slightly turned sideways, raised his arm, and slowly stroked Jiujiu's back, smiling and asking:

"My wife, what were you talking about with the master just now? It seems that you two were talking happily."

Zhongli Jiujiu slightly twitched her waist, but was still pinched a few times, so she let Xu Buling take advantage of her. She glanced at the next room, and after making sure she couldn't hear, she whispered: "Sister, what can I talk about with her? We're just quarreling. I don't understand why she is more confident than me, a Taoist priest and your master? You and I are at least unmarried, right? She made it seem like she was trying to steal my man. And you, you are a heartless person. She and Xiang'er bullied me, and you didn't protect me, but you helped to add insult to injury. Did you just pick up my wife?" Xu Buling hugged Jiujiu's hips. , pulled her close to him, and smiled apologetically:

"How can this be called bullying? They just teased you because they saw that you were thin-skinned. When you get familiar with me after a few days, you will probably have to take the initiative to grab me, otherwise you can't even reach me to kiss me..."

"Bah"

Zhongli Jiujiu was fierce in her words, but she couldn't hide her longing in her heart. After being hugged and saying a few soft words, she also leaned obediently in Xu Buling's arms and whispered:

"Forget it, sister, I know you are in trouble. It's first come first served. I won't argue with them openly. . But you are my husband after all, you have to protect your wife when it is time, right? In the future... don't drag me along, if that stinky nun Ning Yuhe insists on dragging me, don't... don't do it from behind... I will secretly promise you, in front of them, I really want to die..."

Xu Buling nodded: "Okay, let's try to fight one-on-one in the future."

Zhongli Jiujiu got the promise and felt a little relieved, and said:

"Also, I am a doctor, I know your body best. , so what if you are Wu Kui? If you are so unrestrained, you will die in Ning Yuhe's belly sooner or later. I have prepared some prescriptions for conditioning these days, you should give me medicine on time..."

"Take medicine... I don't think it's necessary?"

"I'm doing this for your own good. If you don't listen, I will tell Mrs. Lu and Miss Xiao that you have hurt your internal organs because of your unrestrained behavior. You need to recuperate for half a year. Do you believe that they can let you be a monk for half a year?"

Xu Buling's expression froze. If Aunt Lu heard this, she would definitely let him give up women. He frowned slightly seriously and patted Jiujiu lightly on the back:

"Jiujiu, as a doctor, you must seek truth from facts and cannot lie about the condition. I will just follow the doctor's advice."

"That's more or less."

Zhongli Jiujiu snorted, treated the injury, stood up and patted her skirt:

"I'm going back to my room. Chuchu has been complaining that I didn't teach her real kung fu recently. Don't get close to me and stimulate Chuchu. Go with your baby tonight."

Xu Buling chuckled, stood up and hugged Jiujiu's waist, leaned over and kissed her seriously.

Jiujiu didn't hide. After all, she was newly married not long ago. How could she not be greedy for that kind of thing? After satisfying her desire for a little bit, she blushed and walked out quickly...-

In the next room, the furnishings were roughly the same, and the two of them were also sitting next to the soft couch, but the atmosphere was naturally very different.

Ning Yuhe had a gentle and calm expression, and carefully changed the dressing for Ning Qingye's back wound that was almost healed. As a person in the martial arts world, she could naturally tell that the gauze bandage was not tied by Qingye herself, especially the bow on the bellyband rope. It was tied in the standard way by Xu Buling, who tied it for her, Jiujiu, Xiang'er, and Xiao Qi. It was obvious at a glance.

However, Ning Yuhe knew that Qingye and Xu Buling were deeply in love, so she was not surprised by this. She was just worried that Qingye would find out about her affairs, so she didn't dare to speak up.

Ning Qingye didn't know that her master had sold her out a long time ago. She sat with her back straight, but her eyes were full of entanglement and she wanted to say something but stopped.

After all, Ning Qingye was just a girl under 20 years old, and she had never liked a man. She didn't know whether she liked Xu Buling or not. But Xu Buling had seen through her, and they had kissed each other, so it was impossible for her to marry another man. She couldn't figure out this kind of emotional thing, so she naturally wanted to give up and let the master who raised her since she was a child decide. But at this moment, sitting in front of the master, she didn't know how to speak.

The master and the apprentice didn't say a word for a long time. Ning Qingye was straightforward after all, and couldn't help asking:

"Master, what do you think of Xu Buling?"

Ning Yuhe nodded gently with a gentle smile:

"Ling'er is very good, broad-minded, well-educated..."

"He is well-educated..."

"Hmm?"

"Uh... I mean, he... Well, it's nothing, just asking casually."

Ning Yuhe blinked his eyes, looked at his beloved apprentice carefully, and said softly:

"Qingye, did Ling'er bully you?"

Ning Qingye shook his head: "He... didn't, he's very good, just... forget it..."? ?

Ning Yuhe didn't understand, nodded and smiled slightly, but didn't ask more questions.

After the skin injury was bandaged, Ning Qingye had just put on his clothes, and the next door was also done.

The footsteps came closer and closer, and then Xu Buling's voice sounded outside the door:

"Master?"

Ning Yuhe's face turned red involuntarily, but he quickly suppressed it and restored his dignified appearance as a teacher. He tilted his head and said:

"Ling'er, come in."

Ning Qingye's eyes were a little flustered. He turned slightly to the side, facing his back to the door, fiddling with the belt around his waist.

The door opened, and Xu Buling, in a white robe as white as snow, walked in. He raised his hand and saluted in a proper manner, then sat down next to Ning Yuhe:

"How is Qingye's injury?"

"It's almost healed. There shouldn't be any signs of it in two days."

Ning Yuhe sat between the two disciples, feeling strange. She could clearly see that Xu Buling didn't look like a disciple at all, but looked at her with the eyes of a young wife. She couldn't say anything, so she had to put on the attitude of an elder and asked with concern:

"Ling'er, how is your injury?"

"It's healed."

Xu Buling saw Ning Qingye with his back to them, sighed secretly, raised his hand and went around behind him, secretly pinched Yuhe's buttocks, and signaled with his eyes.

Ning Yuhe straightened her body slightly, almost frightened to death, secretly nudged Xu Buling's hand with her elbow, and tilted her head to look at Qingye:

"Qingye, why don't you speak? Are you worried about something?"

Ning Qingye held the hem of her skirt tightly with her hands, gritted her teeth for a long time, turned around, glanced at Xu Buling, then lowered her head and said softly:

"Master, I...I want to tell you something."