The prince is very fierce

Xu Bu Ling galloped through the three octagonal archways and returned to the palace on Kuishou Street.

Kuishou Street was as solemn and solemn as ever, and at the far end of the street at the door of Li's house, the imperial guards could be seen walking back and forth. Other houses were calm and turned a blind eye to the affairs of the Li family.

Xu Bu Ling was not interested in coming to the house and made some sarcastic remarks. After dismounting outside the house, he looked up and saw Yue Nu standing outside the door with a strange expression, a bit like seeing a child who had made a mistake and ran home and was about to be beaten.

Xu Bu Ling's expression froze slightly. If Yue Nu was here, then Mrs. Lu must be waiting in the room.

If you extend your head, it will be a knife. If you shrink your head, it will be a knife.

Xu Buling had nowhere to escape, so he threw the riding whip to the guard, straightened his clothes, and walked into the door of the mansion.

Lao Xiao was also standing at the door with a cane, following Xu Buling, shaking his head and sighing:

"Young prince, I'm afraid I can't do anything good today. I bought all the rouge and gouache, and I also bought a big pot..."

Xu Bu Ling paused and frowned: "Did you even buy the pot?"

Old Xiao smacked his lips: "Alas! A man's words are hard to follow. The young prince has always said the same thing. This iron pot stews itself..."

Xu Buling was silent for a moment: "You still understand me."

"No, I'll boil the water..." Lao Xiao shook his head and sighed, then went to the kitchen of the back house.

"..."

Xu Buling rubbed his forehead and felt that the slap just now was too cheap for Song Yufu, and she should have pressed her on the knee a few times.

Xu Buling walked through the corridor and came to the study in the back house.

Although there is sunshine in winter, the empty house is still a bit cold.

In the study room, Mrs. Lu, who was wearing a blue official uniform, sat sideways at the round table, with her left arm on the table, holding a cup of tea. Her posture was quite graceful, her expression was neither cold nor hot, and she gently picked up the tea leaves with a porcelain cover. .

In addition to the vermilion food box on the round table, there are two jars of wine next to it. Judging from the position, they must have been picked up and examined.

Xu Buling's heart sank again - he gave the wine to Lao Xiao last night and forgot to let him hide it. He came back this morning and forgot about it. What should he do...

Xu Buling pondered for a while outside the door, then walked into the bedroom with a bright smile:

"Aunt Lu, I was just going to see you, but I didn't expect you to come here first..."

"Um."

Mrs. Lu picked up the teacup and took a sip. She did not look at Xu Buring, but stared at the tea leaves floating in the teacup, unable to tell what she was thinking.

Mrs. Lu used to be as warm as the spring water in March, but this was the first time she was so cold.

Xu Buling looked a little embarrassed, walked to the table and sat down in front of Mrs. Lu.

Mrs. Lu twisted her waist slightly and changed the direction. She still faced Xu Buling sideways and said nothing.

Xu Buling smiled helplessly and thought for a while: "I didn't write the poems. The reasons are more complicated..."

"Hmph~ Just keep lying to me. Anyway~ I'm not your aunt. I'm very lenient and unwelcome..."

Gloomy and resentful, dejected and sad, with a look of 'nothing is more sad than heart-breaking'.

Xu Buling couldn't stand this, so he spread his hands and said, "Aunt Lu! You still don't believe me?"

"What do I believe in you?"

Mrs. Lu didn't look at Xu Buring, she looked at the tea cup and said in a lukewarm tone: "It's for your own good to let you hide your stupidity. But in the end, you dislike me as an aunt for being too lenient..."

Xu Buling was a little helpless: "I know Aunt Lu is good for me, but something went wrong in the middle. Well... although I have been named now, a few poems can at most prove that I am not illiterate, so I think it won't have much impact."

Mrs. Lu snorted nonchalantly and played with the tea cup in her hand: "You know that I am good for you, why didn't you give those three poems to me for safekeeping, but to Song Baiqing's daughter? Is it possible that she is more generous than me? Are you at ease? Oh~ I would have guessed it even if you didn’t tell me. She is young and comes from a well-educated family. She loves poems and songs most to impress others..."

Xu Bu Ling's scalp was numb: "Aunt Lu, this is definitely not the reason. The three poems were overheard and written down by her. They were definitely not given to her."

Mrs. Lu didn't believe it: "How could she overhear you writing poetry? I asked you to hide your stupidity, why are you writing poetry when you have nothing to do?"

Xu Buling looked innocent: "Aunt Lu, you asked me to copy a few poems to the poetry meeting. If it weren't for this, I wouldn't be able to write poems..."

Mrs. Lu stiffened and raised her eyes, with a bit of grievance in her eyes:

"You blame me?"

The wind is charming, and the scenery is sad and sad.

"..."

Xu Buling choked on his chest with a mouthful of old blood, coughed a few times, and gritted his teeth and said: "What... Ling'er never meant that, it was my carelessness that allowed Song Yufu to overhear... No, I just You shouldn’t write your own poems, you should listen to Aunt Lu and buy them. If you follow Aunt Lu’s method, there will never be any trouble like today. It’s all my fault!”

Mrs. Lu frowned slightly, turned around again, and her voice was a little softer: "You have some conscience... Humph - anyway, you don't take what I say to heart, and you won't care about things in the future. You have grown up." ~My management is too strict and you can’t bear it, Miss Song said so, what else can I say..."

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Xu Buling opened his mouth, and suddenly felt that it would be too easy for Song Yufu not to strip her naked, hang her up and beat her.

Mrs. Lu muttered to herself, Xu Buling did not dare to interrupt, fearing that she would burst into tears if she accidentally said something wrong, so she could only nod and listen.

After a long time, Lao Xiao ran out of the window and said:

"Little prince, the water is ready!"

Xu Bu Ling breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and walked out.

When Mrs. Lu saw Xu Buling leave the table, she held the teacup with a puzzled look: "Why are you boiling water? I haven't finished talking yet... If you don't want to listen, I won't say it..."

Mrs. Lu was three parts disappointed and seven parts resentful. She put down the teacup and stood up to leave in anger. Unexpectedly, as soon as she walked out of the yard, she saw a big iron pot in the garden.

The iron pot was very large, supported by a wooden frame, and there was firewood piled underneath, which had been lit.

Lao Xiao squatted in front of it, pulling the firewood with one hand and fanning it diligently with a cattail leaf fan.

The iron pot was steaming, and there was a wisp of water vapor in the winter.

Mrs. Lu's eyes were full of confusion, and she looked at Xu Buling standing on the platform next to her.

Xu Buling's expression was full of repentance, and he said in a sad voice: "Ling'er promised Aunt Lu that if he heard my good reputation again, he would stew himself in an iron pot. How can a man go back on his word. Even if I, Xu Buling, betray the world, I will not betray Aunt Lu..."

As he said this, he was ready to jump down.

Mrs. Lu panicked immediately. No matter how dissatisfied she was, she still felt as if she was a precious child. How could she watch Xu Buling humiliate herself like this?

Mrs. Lu's resentment and dissatisfaction just now were swept away. She hurried to the side of the stage, angry and annoyed:

"Buling, I'm not angry anymore. Come down, be careful not to get hurt..."

Xu Buling had said it, how could he go back on his word? After all, he was at home, so he just took a hot bath.

"Aunt Lu, you once taught me that 'a king should follow his words and follow the law. If he changes his orders every day, he will lose the support of the people.' If I don't stew myself today, I will feel guilty and fail Aunt Lu's teachings!"

"Oh~"

Mrs. Lu stamped her feet anxiously, lifted her skirt and went up to the stage, raised her hand to stop Xu Buling: "Don't be so stubborn. Isn't it okay if I'm not angry? Don't you even listen to me?"

Xu Buling shook his head: "Since I promised Aunt Lu, I will do it no matter what, otherwise how can I face Aunt Lu in the future."

After saying that, Xu Buling dodged Mrs. Lu and jumped into the steaming iron pot.

Mrs. Lu screamed "Ah--" and her heart was broken in an instant. Without thinking, she wanted to hug Xu Buling like crazy.

The result is imaginable.

Mrs. Lu hugged Xu Buling's waist, but a woman with a not very tall figure couldn't hug the tall and strong Xu Buling, so she was pulled off the stage directly.

As soon as the tip of Xu Buling's shoe touched the water, he realized something was wrong behind him. He reacted very quickly and reached back to hug Madam Lu into his arms. After falling into the water, he dragged Madam Lu and held her up high to prevent her from choking.

Plop——

Water splashed everywhere.

The water couldn't really boil. It was about the normal temperature for taking a bath. But the iron pot was really big, enough for two people.

Madam Lu didn't know any martial arts. She was dignified and quiet on weekdays. When she encountered such a scene, her mind was blank in mid-air.

By the time Madam Lu reacted, the two had already fallen into the big pot.

Madam Lu cried out "Ah——" and closed her eyes in a hurry. Her charming face was full of fear. Only a moment later, she found that the water was not very hot, so she opened her eyes again.

"Ling'er?!"

Madam Lu looked down hurriedly, but saw Xu Buling lying at the bottom of the pot under the rippling water, with his arms exposed above the water to support her, and gurgling a few bubbles.

Mrs. Lu breathed a sigh of relief, but soon she realized something was wrong. The position of the hand push...

Mrs. Lu looked down, her beautiful face flushed, her heart trembled, and her body almost softened.

She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she felt that the hands pinched her vaguely.

Mrs. Lu was stunned, and hurriedly stood up and stood in the big pot. She looked around and saw that Lao Xiao was still squatting below fanning the fire, so she pursed her lips calmly.

Clang——

Xu Buling flipped out of the pot and jumped directly onto the platform, stretching out his hand: "Aunt Lu, it's all my fault. Come up quickly, the water will really boil soon."

Mrs. Lu stood in the big iron pot, feeling mixed emotions, and glanced at Xu Buling intentionally or unintentionally——her eyes were pure and her expression was not strange at all, as if she really didn't notice what happened just now.

Could it be that the situation was urgent and she did it unintentionally...

Mrs. Lu hesitated: "... In the future, don't do such stupid things. You are so old..." She stretched out her arm for Xu Buling to hold, stepped onto the stage, and subconsciously tightened her collar.

Noticed that her skirt was completely wet, and Xu Buling was like a drowned chicken, Mrs. Lu walked quickly into the house: "Change clothes, don't catch a cold... Ask Yue Nu to get me a set of skirts..." After saying that, she ran into the bedroom...

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