"I copied it."

"It's better not to admit it..."

Mrs. Lu said lightly, touching the beautiful handwriting on the rice paper, and a bit of emotion appeared on her jade-like cheeks:

"Before you came to Chang'an, I learned from your mother's letter that you were a stupid and stupid baby, and often made your father angry. Later, your mother...ah~... King Su asked me to take care of you on his behalf, but I was still worried. What if I couldn't control it... But I didn't expect that Bu Ling would have grown up long ago. Not only did he be both civil and military, but he also knew that he felt sorry for others... I haven't seen through you, you saw through me first..."

Xu Buling blinked, but this time he did not refute. After all, he is not a child of seventeen or eighteen years, and has long experienced the warmth and warmth of human feelings in the world.

"The wind hangs, dust and fragrance are gone, and I'm tired of combing my hair at night. Things are different and people are gone. Everything is gone, and tears flow first if you want to speak... I heard that the spring in Shuangxi is still good, so I also want to travel to a light boat. I'm afraid that the small boat in Shuangxi can't carry it, and I'll have a lot of sorrow... In fact, as long as you are safe and stable, what kind of sorrow do I have..."

Mrs. Lu’s voice is like orchid, I don’t know if it’s sighing or moving.

Xu Buling looked sideways for a moment, and saw Mrs. Lu staring at the rice paper without turning around, she chuckled helplessly:

"Aunt Lu likes it. I won't copy poetry anymore, nor will I cause trouble in the future. I will keep my tails together and be a human being."

Mrs. Lu frowned slightly and glanced at Xu Buling: "What do you want to be a human being with your tail? You are the prince of a vassal prince, so you should be arrogant... Of course, you can't do things that are harmful to nature. Just grasp the specificity yourself...

...Alas, your father was studying in the capital back then, and that was the standard ignorance. When the late emperor was in the spring, he ran to the Chiye of Qujiang. He got drunk and climbed to the Golden Palace to sleep, and hung himself on the big archway on Kuishou Street..."

Xu Buling was sweating all over and touched his chin:

"Well... this is a bit too hard, why don't I perform a 'iron pot stew myself'?"

Mrs. Lu thought for a while: "Forget it, I'm so stupid... Don't do anything random in the future. If there is any good reputation for me to hear..."

Xu Buling nodded seriously: "Don't worry, if I have any more good reputation to the emperor's ears, I will stew myself in an iron pot."

Mrs. Lu was a little annoyed, raised her hand to cover Xu Buling's mouth, and looked around:

"Speak softly, be careful of the walls. The emperor has never treated you father and son badly. After all, these are just your guesses, just know it."

The cold hands touched the cheeks, and Xu Buling naturally instinctively hid back and showed a little smile:

"I have a good eye and ears, and there is no one around."

Mrs. Lu nodded, naturally withdrew her hand and stood up: "Didn't you sleep last night? Get off early. The poison on your body has not yet been resolved. You can't get the cold again. I'll go back first." As she said that, she walked slowly out of the door.

Xu Buling shook his head helplessly, turned over and lay down and hugged the back of his head. There was still a little warmth inside the bedding, and the orchid smelled faintly.

For some reason, the sleepiness that had just come to my head was gone at this time...

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Dongdong--

I don’t know how long it took, but there was a knock on the door outside the bedroom.

Xu Buru opened his eyes in a daze, and adapted for a moment before he was completely emotional. In a blink of an eye, the window was gray and it was hard to tell whether it was early morning or dusk.

"Little Prince, there is a girl who goes back and forth outside the gate. She looks like she is here to find you. She has been walking around for a long time and is pretty good. Do you want to call me in and sit down?"

Lao Xiao came with three-point teasing words.

Xu Buling turned over and took a drink with the wine gourd, and was a little confused - could there be a female fan coming to the door?

Xu Buling put on his clothes and opened the door. Old Xiao stood outside the door with a crutch and chuckled: "It seems that he is the daughter of Song Dajiu. He hesitated and wanted to come to the door but didn't dare. He looked like he was interested in the little prince."

After washing up next to him, Xu Buling hung his sword around his waist and quickly walked out of the door.

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The sky was getting darker, and there were a little white snow falling between the neighbors. The streets were already lighted. Between the two stone lions outside the Su Palace, Song Yufu was wearing a red cloak and crossed the steps back and forth in the wind and snow. She put her hands on her waist, and wanted to turn around and leave from time to time, but wanted to enter the palace. After a few times, she put her toes on her toes and sighed quietly.

After reading this morning, Song Yufu remembered the story of sending the poem to the palace. When she returned to the study, she saw her father standing in front of the desk and painting the painting. The messy poems on the table had disappeared.

Song Yufu was relieved, but suddenly she found that the few poems she had copied secretly disappeared. She asked her father at that time and replied that the useful ones were sent to the palace, and the useless dregs were used to make a fire, saving space.

She felt a little sad at that time. She didn't know which pile of the poem was stuffed into by her father. She asked indirectly, but her father said she had no impression.

This is a big trouble, and it would be fine if you were taken to make a fire. At worst, you could rewritten a copy. If you were sent to the palace, the current emperor would be surprised to see the poems above. At that time, a few words of praise would be passed on, and I would like to meet this talented man...

"Create me another trouble, take off you and hang it up and beat you!"

Thinking of this sentence, Song Yufu shrank her neck and stamped her feet in a hurry.

The manuscript of the poem has been sent to the palace and it is impossible to recover it. Prince Xu must be angry when she heard that Prince Xu came back safely and hurried to Prince Su's mansion, but she didn't know how to apologize.

If the manuscript of the poem had been burned, no one knew about it...

Song Yufu gritted her teeth and was born in a scholarly family since childhood. She felt that she shouldn't have been lucky, so she had to say hello in advance. But before she made up her mind, a cold voice came from behind:

"Miss Song, are you asking me for something?"

Song Yufu shivered and turned around quickly. Then she saw Xu Buling standing on the steps, looking at her with a little confusion.

"Your Highness, Prince." Song Yufu gave a blessing like water, walked to the bottom of the steps, and wanted to speak but stopped.

Xu Buling whistled and called the horse, holding the reins: "I have something to do, just say it."

Song Yufu hooked her hair in her ears and was entangled for a moment, but she still didn't dare to speak directly. Instead, she first looked at the verge of her mouth:

"Crown Prince Xu, are you keeping your word?"

Xu Buling frowned and looked up and down a few times, thinking that he was coming to ask for a hairpin, so he nodded:

"I have always done my word, never lie, and there is no need."

“Ah~~”

Song Yufu's face turned bitter, and she couldn't help but tighten the cloak on her body, and her eyes showed a little weakness.

Xu Buling took a breath: "Don't do this, I won't eat it. As long as you keep your mouth shut, I will return the hairpin to you. If you cause trouble for me again, I will hang it and beat it if I take off all my clothes, and I will hang it and beat it if I take off all my clothes. I don't care about my reputation."

Song Yufu was speechless and didn't dare to say it just now, and now she didn't dare to say it. She hesitated and said: "A man is not a sage, so who can do nothing. If I make a mistake, you can scold me. How can you humiliate a woman in this way..."

Xu Buling didn't have the heart to listen to these great principles, turned his head and glanced: "Don't be lucky. No matter what you say at that time, it's useless. If you have something to do tomorrow, don't go to the Imperial College. Say hello to your master, see you again."

After the words came, he gently clamped his horse's belly and ran towards Dayefang.
Chapter completed!