Xu Buling galloped through three octagonal archways and returned to the royal palace on Kuishou Street.

Kuishou Street is as solemn and solemn as ever. At the end of the street at the far side, the imperial guards can be seen walking back and forth. Other houses are calm and ignore the affairs of the Li family.

Xu Buling was not interested in coming to the door and sarcastically. After getting off the horse outside the mansion, he looked up and saw Yuenu standing outside the door with a weird expression, a bit like seeing a child who had made a mistake and was about to be beaten.

Xu Buling's expression froze slightly. Yue Nu was here, so Mrs. Lu must be waiting in the room.

A slash is also a slash when you stretch your head.

Xu Buling had nowhere to escape, so he threw the whip to the guards, then straightened his clothes and walked into the mansion.

Old Xiao also stood at the door with a crutch, following Xu Buling at this time, shook his head and sighed:

"Little Prince, I'm afraid I can't do it today. I bought all the rouge and water powder, and I also bought a big pot..."

Xu Buling paused and frowned: "Have you even bought the pot?"

Old Xiao slapped his mouth: "Oh! A real man's words are as good as he can, but the little prince has always said that he is the only one. He stewed himself in this iron pot..."

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

"That's not, I'll go boiling water..." Old Xiao shook his head and sighed, and went to the kitchen of the back house.

“…”

Xu Buling rubbed his forehead, feeling that the slap just now was too cheap, Song Yufu should have pressed it on her knees and slapped it hard a few times.

Xu Buling passed through the corridor and came to the study room of the back house.

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

In the study, Mrs. Lu, dressed in a blue imperial edict 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 lukewarm and hot, and she gently picked up the tea with a porcelain lid.

In addition to the vermilion food box, there are two jars of wine next to it. Judging from the location, I must have picked it up and looked at it.

Xu Buling's heart sank again - he handed the wine to Lao Xiao last night, forgot to let Lao Xiao hide it, and he forgot about this when he came back in the morning, what should I do?

Xu Buling was brewing outside the door, and then walked into the bedroom with a bright smile:

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

"Um."

Mrs. Lu picked up the teacup and took a sip. Instead of looking at Xu Buling, she stared at the tea leaves floating in the teacup, unable to see what she was thinking.

In the past, Mrs. Lu was like spring water in March, and it was the first time she was so cold.

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

Mrs. Lu twisted her waist lightly, changed direction, and still looked at Xu Buling with her side face and didn't speak.

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

"Hmph~ Just keep lying to me, anyway~ I'm not your aunt, I'm so lenient and unpopular..."

He was very resentful, sad, and looked like "there is no greater sorrow than death in his heart".

Xu Buling couldn't stand this the most, so he spread his hands and said, "Aunt Lu! Don't you believe me?"

"What do I believe in you?"

Mrs. Lu didn't look at Xu Buling, and looked at the teacup with her eyes and said lukewarmly: "It's for your own good that you can hide your weakness. As a result, you dislike me, who is a aunt, and I am so ungrateful..."

Xu Buling was helpless: "I know Aunt Lu is doing my best, but something went wrong in the middle. Well... Although the name is released now, a few poems can at most prove that I am not illiterate, and I think it will have little impact."

Mrs. Lu snorted faintly and played with the teacup in her hand: "I know I'm doing your own good, why don't those three poems be handed over to me for custody, but to Songbaiqing's daughter? Could it be that she makes you feel more at ease than me? Alas~ I can guess if you don't say it, I can't tell you that the age of cardamom, born in a scholarly family, likes poetry, songs and essays the most, and wants to touch their hearts..."

Xu Burui's scalp numb: "Aunt Lu, this is definitely not the reason. The three poems were eavesdropped and recorded by her, and they were definitely not given to her."

Mrs. Lu didn't believe it: "How could she overheard you writing poetry? I asked you to hide your weakness. Why do you write poetry without any trouble?"

Xu Buling looked innocent: "Aunt Lu, you asked me to copy a few poems to the poetry meeting. If it weren't for this, how could I have nothing to do to write poetry..."

Mrs. Lu's body stiffened, raised her eyes, and felt a little aggrieved in her eyes:

"You blame me?"

The charm of the wind and charm are sad and sad.

“…”

Xu Buling choked his chest with an old blood, coughed a few times, and gritted his teeth and said, "Well... Ling'er had no intention. It was because I was careless for a moment and asked Song Yufu to eavesdrop... No, I shouldn't have written poetry by myself. I should have listened to Aunt Lu's purchase. If I follow Aunt Lu's method, there will definitely be no trouble today. It's all my fault!"

Mrs. Lu frowned slightly and turned around again, her voice softened a little: "You have a little conscience... Humph - You don't care what I say anyway, and you won't care about everything in the future. Have you grown up? I'm too strict with you, you can't stand it. Miss Song says that, what else can I say..."

"?"

Xu Buling opened his mouth and suddenly felt that she hadn't taken off Song Yufu and hung it up and beat her. It was too cheap.

Mrs. Lu was talking nonsense, and Xu Buling didn't dare to interrupt, for fear that she would make her tears come out if she accidentally said something wrong, so she could only nod and listen.

A long time later, Lao Xiao ran to the window and spoke:

"Little Prince, the water is ready!"

Xu Buling breathed a sigh of relief, got up and walked out.

When Mrs. Lu saw Xu Buling leave the table, she held the teacup and looked a little confused: "What are you doing to boil water? I haven't finished speaking yet... It's better if I don't want to listen, I'll just say it..."

With three points of loss and seventy-six points of resentment, Mrs. Lu put down the teacup and stood up to leave with anger. Unexpectedly, as soon as she walked out of the yard, she saw a large iron pot in the garden.

The iron pot is very big, supported by wooden frames, and firewood is piled up below, which has been lit.

Old Xiao squatted in front of him, pulling firewood with one hand, and slapping the other with a palm-leaf fan attentively.

The iron pot is steaming hot, and there is a hint of water in winter.

Mrs. Lu's eyes were full of inexplicableness, and she looked at Xu Buling, who was standing on the table next to her in confusion.

Xu Buling expressed his repentance and said sarcastically: "Ling'er promised Aunt Lu that if he heard my good reputation again, he would stew himself in an iron pot. How could a real man speak without trust? Even if I don't let down the world, I won't let Aunt Lu down..."

As he said that, he was about to jump down.

Mrs. Lu suddenly panicked. No matter how dissatisfied she was, she still felt distressed like a baby. How could she watch Xu Buling pretend to be so mean to herself?

Mrs. Lu's resentment and dissatisfaction just now was wiped out, and she hurried to the platform, angry and annoyed:

"No, I won't be angry anymore. Come down and be careful of being injured..."

Xu Buling said that, how could he go back on his word? Anyway, he just wanted to take a hot shower at home.

"Aunt Lu, you once taught me that 'If you are a king, you should follow the rules and follow the rules. If you change your orders every day, you will lose the people's hearts. I will not stew myself today. I feel guilty and let down Aunt Lu's teachings!"

"Oh~"

Mrs. Lu stomped her feet in a hurry, lifted her skirt and put it on the stage, and raised her hand to stop Xu Buling: "Don't be stubborn, can I not be angry anymore? Could it be that I don't even listen to my words?"

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

After saying that, Xu Buling flashed around Mrs. Lu and jumped into the steaming big 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 can be imagined.

Mrs. Lu hugged Xu Buling's waist, but a woman with a not-so-high figure was held by a woman, who was holding a tall and tall person there, and was directly pulled down from the stage.

As soon as Xu Buling's tip touched the water, he noticed something wrong behind him. He quickly responded and took Mrs. Lu into his arms. After falling into the water, he dragged Mrs. Lu and held her high to prevent her from being choked.

thump--

Splashes everywhere.

The water cannot really boil, it is about the normal temperature for bathing. However, the iron pot is really big, and it is enough to hold two people.

Mrs. Lu knows no martial arts at all and is dignified and quiet on weekdays. When she encounters such a scene, her mind will be blank in the air.

When Mrs. Lu realized that the two had fallen into the pot.

Mrs. Lu let out a light "ah--" and quickly closed her eyes. Feng Yun's cheeks were full of fear. After a while, she found that the water was not very hot, so she opened her eyes again.

"Ling'er?!"

Mrs. Lu hurriedly looked down, but saw Xu Buling lying at the bottom of the pot under the ripples of water, her arms exposed to the water surface, and she also spit out a few bubbles.

Mrs. Lu breathed a little relieved, but soon realized something was wrong, the position of the hand push...

Mrs. Lu lowered her head and glanced at her, her mature and beautiful cheeks turned red, her heart trembled anxiously, and her body almost became soft.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but she felt her hands pinch it as if it was not.

Mrs. Lu was stunned and hurriedly got up and stood in the big pot. She looked around and saw that Lao Xiao was still squatting below and stirring up the fire but didn't see it. She pursed her lips quietly.

Crazy-

Xu Buling flipped his head out of the pot, jumped onto the stage, and stretched out his hand: "Aunt Lu, it's all my fault. Come on quickly, the water will be really boiling later."

Mrs. Lu stood in a big iron pot, feeling mixed feelings in her heart. She glanced at Xu Buling intentionally or unintentionally - her eyes were pure and expressionless, as if she really didn't pay attention to what she had just happened.

Could it be that the situation was urgent just now and was unintentional...

Mrs. Lu hesitated: "......Don't do such stupid things in the future. How old is it..." She stretched out her arms and asked Xu Buling to support her, stepped onto the stage, subconsciously tightened her clothes.

Seeing that the skirt was completely wet, Xu Buling was even more like a cock falling into the soup. Mrs. Lu quickly walked into the room: "Change clothes, don't catch a cold... Let Yuenu get me a set of skirts..." After that, she ran into the bedroom...

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Chapter completed!