The prince is very fierce

The New Year is approaching, dark clouds cover the sky in Chang'an City, the north wind sweeps through thousands of buildings, and a heavy snow falls again.

Xu Buling put down the carved dragon and bumper that struck the bell, sat down at the small table at the edge of the Bell and Drum Tower, studied ink and wrote, copied half of the "Xue Ji", then threw the pen aside, bored, and looked at The majestic Chang'an in front of me was in a daze.

It was said to be a grounding, but in fact no one was watching. You could go out anytime you wanted, but Xu Buling had no intention of going out for a short period of time.

It was very popular outside, a few poems were being sung everywhere, and there were a bunch of nymphomaniac ladies blocking the way outside the Imperial College.

The Queen Mother in the palace was obviously angry. Every day she would ask the palace maids to come over and invite Xu Buling into the palace for a chat. Even Xiao Ting was summoned to invite people.

Xiao Ting was about to cry when he came over. He almost knelt down and said sadly: "No, I'll call you uncle, and you can go to the palace. My aunt is crazy and has a big mouth in the palace." Pot, I thought I was going to kill a pig, but my aunt said she couldn’t help but stew me...I’m only eighteen..."

After hearing this, Xu Buling's face was full of black lines, and he was even more afraid to go out. He occupied the Bell and Drum Tower on the grounds that the emperor was forbidden to leave, and did not leave without saying anything. It was none of his business to stew Xiao Ting, and he stewed as long as he stewed.

As for Dayue's emperor, there was no reaction. After all, Xu Buling came to the capital in the name of studying. The emperor never said that he would take the feudal prince as a hostage, nor did he say that Xu Buling would not be allowed to leave the capital. Even if he really had a plan, it would not be possible because of a few poems. Surprisingly, if the emperor's thoughts were so easy to judge, Mrs. Lu wouldn't have to ask Xu Buling to find ways to hide his clumsiness.

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Tread——

In the heavy snowfall, slight footsteps sounded from the Bell and Drum Tower, awakening Xu Buling, who was frowning and thinking.

Looking back, behind the door of the pavilion, Song Yufu in a coat and skirt quietly poked her head out and took a furtive glance.

Because the snow was relatively heavy, some snow fell on Song Yufu's fiery red cloak. She put her hands behind her waist as if she were hiding something. Her young and immature face was flushed with cold. When she saw him turning around, she quickly shrank back. Go back, and then there is the sound of 'dong dong dong -' footsteps going downstairs.

Xu Buling was already enjoying his leisure time, and Song Yufu couldn't hide from him these days. He never had a chance to relieve his hatred. How could he let Yufu leave and immediately said in a cold voice:

"stop!"

"...oh~"

A soft response sounded.

Song Yufu walked out of the Bell and Drum Tower slowly, looking left and right, not daring to make eye contact with Xu Buling, and walked slowly to the small case.

Xu Buling sat lazily with his hands on his knees, raising his eyebrows and looking at the young beauty in front of him: "What? Come here and continue to reason with me?"

Song Yufu stood up straighter for a while, thought for a while, then softened again, and whispered: "It's hard to reason with a rough guy like you."

Xu Bu Ling's eyes were slightly cold, and he raised his hand to pull this ignorant school girl over and give her a spanking.

Song Yufu suffered a big loss last time and had a dull pain for several days. How could she lose her memory? He hurriedly took a few steps back, took out the food box hidden behind him and protected it on his chest, and said anxiously: "A gentleman talks but doesn't do anything. How can Prince Xu, with his rich body, be so rude to a woman like me..."

A look of 'I'm weak but I'm polite'.

Xu Buling looked at the food box, slightly surprised, took back his hand and chuckled: "So I came here to apologize. I should have told you earlier..."

Song Yufu's face turned red and she pursed her lips, but she didn't deny it:

"Although it was an unintentional mistake, I did make a mistake. I must apologize for causing trouble to Prince Xu... I stewed some porridge. If you eat it, you won't be able to see me the same way."

Is this what an apology looks like?

Xu Buling was puzzled: "You have made me suffer so much, and I just want to make a stew pot of porridge. You have a good idea, but why should I eat it?"

Song Yufu blinked and handed the food box out:

“Very delicious.”

"..."

Xu Buling was speechless by this reason. After thinking about it, he nodded slightly and removed the rice paper on the table:

"That's okay. The apology must be sincere. If you impress me, I won't argue with you. Otherwise, I will give your hairpin away."

"no!"

Song Yufu suddenly became anxious. She came over to apologize today, just to get the hairpin back, lest her father find out. How could she give it to other women.

Xu Buling raised his eyebrows: "It's not up to you to decide whether it's okay or not. Apologize quickly." After saying that, he sat aside and patted the futon on which he sat.

There is only one futon, which is not big. It is obviously very crowded for two people.

Song Yufu frowned slightly, a little embarrassed, just like a female teacher who was pinched by a bad student, she didn't want to but had to do something.

After hesitating for a while, Song Yufu didn't say anything. She walked over and sat down obediently. There was only a thin line between them.

The small food box was opened, and there was a bowl of clear porridge inside. It was delicious, tasty, and steaming slightly because of its good thermal insulation effect.

Song Yufu lowered her head and carefully took out the bowl. It was very hot. After putting it down, she pinched her earlobe and said softly: "Prince Xu, it was my fault last time. I shouldn't have copied the poems. As a person, The son of a prince, you should be generous, it’s just a hairpin, it’s dispensable to you, but it’s very important to me, so just give it back to me.”

This statement was obviously not a spur-of-the-moment idea. It must have been thought about at home for a long time.

Xu Buling sat lazily holding the jug, and nodded slightly with satisfaction: "A man's words are hard to follow. As long as you don't cause me any trouble, I will give it to you when I leave Beijing..."

Song Yufu muttered in a low voice: "After all the troubles have been caused, what troubles can still be caused..."

Xu Buling was speechless. So you still know that you have caused all the trouble?

Song Yufu put the bowl in front of Xu Buling and put the spoon to him: "I know I was wrong. You are my boyfriend, you can't be so stingy."

Xu Bu Ling tapped his fingers on the table. There was nothing he could do about the girl in front of him, and it was hard to hit him. Forgive me, but I was so panicked that I could only open my mouth and raised my eyebrows.

Song Yufu was stunned for a moment, confused for a while, then she realized what she was doing, her face turned red, and she put down the spoon:

"Xu Shizi, please be more steady. You are so old, yet you still let people feed you...Are you ashamed..."

"???"

Xu Buling blushed, then became serious again: "If you don't want to, forget it. Let's not talk about the hairpin. Don't bother me in the future."

"Eh~"

Song Yufu was anxious, but feeding a man was too much. Her innocent daughter's family could not do it, so she could only say seriously:

"Xu Shizi, if my father knew that you were such a bully... he would beat you."

Xu Buring didn't care at all: "The only person who can scare me is myself."

Song Yufu didn't believe it. She wanted to say, "There are people outside the world, but there is a world outside the world." However, Xu Buling's eyes turned slightly cold and he prepared to hit her.

Song Yufu was immediately frightened and held back her words. She reluctantly picked up a small spoon, scooped up the clear soup and slowly brought it to Xu Buling's mouth.

Xu Bu Ling looked like a little prince and frowned:

"It's hot... Uh-huh-huh... cough, cough, cough - you damn girl, today I..."

Song Yufu had never fed anyone before, so she put a spoon directly into Xu Buling's mouth. When she realized something was wrong, she jumped up and ran into the Bell and Drum Tower in a panic, not forgetting to say:

"Here you go, a gentleman's words are hard to follow, but the Crown Prince said it himself. You can't go back on your word..."

Xu Buling frowned because he was burned, wiped his lips with a handkerchief, held it in for a long time, and just shook his head:

"Assuming you run fast..."

Turning his head to look at the steaming bowl of porridge on the small table, Xu Buring sat down after a slight hesitation.

After all, the craftsmanship is indeed quite good...

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Twilight.

After Xu Buling finished playing the one hundred and eight dusk drums, he was immersed in copying books in the room when guard Lao Qi suddenly ran over and said that Zhu Manzhi had been hanging around the palace and the Imperial Academy for several days.

Lao Qi was afraid that Zhu Manzhi would be targeted by someone interested, so he got in touch with Zhu Manzhi. Zhu Manzhi said that he was looking for him with something important and asked him to come in person.

Xu Buling knew Zhu Manzhi's temperament, which was cute and cute, but he knew the seriousness and would not come to him if there was no big deal, so he did not delay. When the sky became completely dark, he left the Imperial Academy silently.

Because of his reputation and his ability to sneak around, Xu Buling naturally didn't ride a horse. He found a bamboo hat and brought it to Dayefang on foot like an ordinary traveler.

Ning Qingye was injured twice in the assassination of Zhang Xiang, and it was obvious that he could not recover in a few days. With his protection, he stayed in the yard honestly these days.

After walking around and walking through the bluestone alley, Sun's shop was still open. Xu Buling pulled on his bamboo hat and walked straight over. When he came to the courtyard in an uninhabited alley, he wanted to raise his hand and knock on the door, but he never wanted to hear it. A burst of conversation:

"I'm not big, my breasts are not small. If I don't stay at home to nurse my child, why would I go out and get into the world..."

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