In the afternoon, three futons were placed in the garden in the back house of Prince Su's mansion. The weather was refreshing without the sun, and the surroundings were full of birds singing and flowers.

Xu Buling, Ning Yuhe, Zhu Manzhi, the three of them sat in a triangle on the cushion and meditated quietly.

Xu Buling is a skilled martial arts, and meditation is a way to regulate qi and blood. At this time, he has entered a state of meditation, his waist and back are straight and motionless, and only his hair is dancing gently with the wind.

Ning Yuhe changed into a Taoist robe again, clean and neat, her hair was tied with a wooden hairpin, and she had a bit of dusty smell. But when she was at home, she didn't need to jump, her chest was tied up with no cloth straps, and she was wearing a bellyband and her collar was bulging, which was very scent of looking horizontally into a ridge and peak.

Next to the two, Zhu Manzhi was wearing a floral dress, with a little head pecking at rice, closed her eyes and made a "huh~~huh~~" sound, obviously falling asleep.

Ning Yuhe always thought about what happened last night, but in fact she couldn't meditate quietly. Sometimes she opened her eyes, looked at Xu Buling, who was still as motionless as a mountain, and then looked at the sleepy Zhu Manzhi, and chuckled. She actually liked such days very much.

If one is on the edge of the cliff of Changqing Temple, one master and two disciples meditate against the great mountains and rivers, one is very obedient and promising, and the other is naughty and not good at practicing well, it is very interesting.

Thinking of this, Ning Yuhe was a little disappointed because her other disciple Ning Qingye was even more serious than her when she was meditating and practicing. At that time, she would probably be the most insincere person who would really meditate together...

Time passed little by little. In the afternoon, Mrs. Lu walked in from the veranda with a food box, and shouted softly from the wilderness: "Ling'er!"

Xu Buling opened his eyes and took a few deep breaths. Seeing Ning Yuhe meditating seriously, Zhu Manzhi fell asleep on the lawn, which was a little funny. He was not afraid of catching a cold in April, so he did not wake up Xiao Manzhi, who was very unladying, and quickly walked outside the bedroom.

Mrs. Lu was wearing a thin skirt with blue background and white flowers, and her hair was more meticulous than ever before. She held the food box in her hand, looked up at Zhu Manzhi in the garden, frowned and confused, quietly approached Xu Buling's arms, and asked in a low voice:

"Ling'er, what kind of kung fu can you practice, your friend in the world? Why do you lie on the ground and put big words, and... well... like sleeping..."

The faint fragrance of osmanthus is refreshing. Xu Buling hugged Mrs. Lu's shoulders and possessed her and said mysteriously: "The unique skills in the world are sleeping fists. Don't look at her as if she is asleep. As long as she dares to get close to her, no one can get it."

Mrs. Lu frowned and thought: "Then you walked over to her just now..."

"Well... I'm my own person, so of course I won't hit me. Come into the house..."

"oh……"

Mrs. Lu nodded and glanced at Ning Yuhe, thinking that was what a paradise should look like, but she was not a gangster, so she naturally didn't have a good comment. She walked into the house and turned around and closed the door:

"Miss Xiao came this morning. She was very nice and she was able to chat with me. She was much more sensible than the Queen Mother. Xiao Xiang prepared a banquet and asked me to bring an invitation. You can go there with me tomorrow, so I can meet you."

Xu Buling didn't care about this at all, nodded, and looked at the food box in Mrs. Lu's hand:

"Bring me something delicious? Or is it a good wine?"

Mrs. Lu looked slightly angry, sat down on the small soft couch in the bedroom, opened the food box, and put a few small wine bottles in it. She took out one of them and handed it to Xu Buling:

"This is the 'October White' produced in Jiangnan. It is very famous in Jinling. Miss Xiao brought it over there. You can try it."

Xu Buling Han smiled and then sat down beside Mrs. Lu, then looked at the rest: "All these?"

Mrs. Lu smiled gently, and her eyes were filled with a little earnestness: "I gave you massage last time. You said I didn't press well, so I asked Master Ning for a while. A few days ago, I went to the Imperial Hospital and asked for some imperial medicinal wine. The effect must be good. Let's try it for you."

"Imperial use?"

Xu Buling nodded, and without the guidance of Mrs. Lu, he honestly untied his clothes and lying on the couch with his upper body naked, revealing his strong muscles and spine.

Mrs. Lu has learned her skills carefully recently, rolled up her sleeves, knelt on Xu Buling's waist, and then took out a small bottle and opened it. The rich aroma of medicinal wine spread in the house.

Xu Buling sniffed, frowned, and tilted his head, "Psoralea, Jin Yingzi... This is to invigorate qi and produce blood, nourish kidneys and consolidate essence, right?"

Mrs. Lu raised her hand and slapped Xu Buling on her back. She was not shy about this topic, but said seriously:

"The imperial doctor said that the first time he recovered from the injury, he would definitely have a deficiency of qi and blood. If he was not good at ease, he would have a root cause, and he would have a child... You have not even had a wife or concubine. If you ruin your body on my hands, I would have no shame to go down to see your mother."

Xu Buling smiled helplessly, but did not refuse. Anyway, there was nothing to make up for.

Mrs. Lu poured the medicinal wine on her palm and wiped it a few times on Xu Buling's back. It might be because her posture was wrong with Ning Yu's fellow practitioners, and it was difficult to exert force. She hesitated for a moment and said softly:

"Ling'er, don't move around, I'm giving you massage."

Xu Buling's back was cold, and he lay down honestly, chuckled, "I didn't move, Aunt Lu was just massaged seriously." As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Buling found that Mrs. Lu stood up on the couch, and then her legs sank and sat directly on his legs.

“…”

Xu Buling frowned, and his originally browning face became strange. Because of his sense of the sharpness, he could obviously reach every little bit of the contact surface, and it seemed that even the outline of the camel toe could be roughly felt...

"cough--"

Xu Buling coughed softly, his face became uncomfortable. After enduring for a while, he slightly raised his head and wanted to get up, but he was slapped in the back. Mrs. Lu's slightly stern voice came from behind:

"Don't move around, or I don't know how to press it."

Xu Buling felt extremely uncomfortable and couldn't lie down at all. He held his hand and wanted to speak but stopped. He didn't know how to tell Mrs. Lu.

Mrs. Lu didn't think anything. After all, this was to regulate her body. She finally learned it. It was no different from Xu Buling holding Xu Buling and sleeping when she couldn't move. Seeing Xu Buling moving left and right, she shook her a little unsteadily and said with a frown:

"Ling'er, what's wrong? I didn't press it well?"

"No, it's very good. Aunt Lu is so clever."

"Then what are you moving?"

"Well...a bit heavy."

Bang-
Chapter completed!