The prince is very fierce

Snowflakes were flying, and the pavilions and pavilions of Jinling City were stained with a layer of silver makeup. The cold wind did not dampen the lively atmosphere. The poetry meeting has begun. After several days of warm-up, more and more people have arrived, and many masterpieces have been produced. Today, all the great scholars from Jiangnan will be present, and it is the busiest time.

In the afternoon, Xu Buling was packing up in the house. Lu Hongluan walked into the house holding her robe and said with a smile:

"Your Majesty, I made a new robe for you. Try it to see if it fits you."

Lu Hongluan's expression was demure and her words were soft, she had returned to her usual appearance, and she seemed to have forgotten about breaking the taboo in the boudoir the day before yesterday. However, his eyes flickered from side to side, deliberately avoiding Xu Buling's gaze, and it was obvious that his heart had not calmed down yet.

Perhaps due to the change in her heart, Lu Hongluan no longer wore the lady's clothes. She wore a simple goose-yellow long skirt with many peonies embroidered on the skirt. It still retained its original dignity and added a bit of feminine charm. There are flower hairpins in her bun, her skin is smooth and pleasant, and even the lipstick on her lips has been changed to a brighter red. At first glance, she seems to be a different person.

Xu Buling walked up and caught the carefully sewn white robe. The faint fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose, and there was a bit of smile in his eyes:

"Aunt Lu is so beautifully dressed today."

Lu Hongluan looked a little cautious, his eyes averted twice, then showed his usual serious expression, and said lightly:

"Wear your clothes. I haven't told you about what happened last time... You are lawless and dare to kiss anywhere. You are not allowed to do that again. Don't tell Xiang'er when you go back, otherwise she will definitely laugh at me... …”

Xu Buling nodded seriously: "Don't worry, Aunt Lu, she won't dare to laugh at you. Just let you see how I deal with her..."

let me see?

Lu Hongluan frowned slightly, thought about it for a moment, then came back to his senses, and spat softly: "Nonsense, I won't read it... If I were here, Xiang'er would die of shame..."

After saying this, Mrs. Lu rolled her eyes and seemed to be really moved.

Xu Bu Ling smiled secretly in his heart, shook his head and said nothing more, changing into his robe in front of the bronze mirror.

Lu Hongluan stood in front, helping Xu Buling put on clothes, thought for a while, and asked:

"How is it going with Xiao Qi these two days?"

The main purpose of Jiangnan's party was to ship Xiao Qi back to Suzhou. There were many opportunities to go to Hangzhou together to spend some time alone. Xu Buling was naturally working tirelessly to conquer Xiao Qi these days.

Xiao Qi has a strong personality and independent thinking, unlike ordinary girls who are easy to fool. However, as the saying goes, "A good girl is afraid of being stalked by a man." Xu Buling teased her from morning to night, and came up with all kinds of colorful poems. After two days of hard work, Xiao Qi had no choice but to start pretending. Even if you can't hear it, it can be considered progress.

Xu Buring chuckled lightly: "It's okay. I'll accompany Xiao Qi to the Poetry Club later. Would you like Aunt Lu to join us?"

Mrs. Lu was born in Jiangnan, where the literary style flourished, and she also liked poetry. She often went to poetry fairs when she was a child. However, with Xu Buring and Xiao Qi, she would definitely overshadow the guests when she went there. In order not to affect the life-long event of Baobao, she was considerate. road:

"You and Xiao Qi go together, why should I go join in the fun... Anyway, I'm so close to you, so I won't blame you if I treat you a little bit badly. I still have to take care of the woman I don't have a good relationship with first, don't you think?"

"..."

Xu Bu Ling's expression froze slightly, turned around, raised his hand and gave Lu Hongluan a bear hug, lifting Lu Hongluan's feet off the ground:

"Then I won't go. I'll stay with Aunt Lu today until tomorrow morning."

Lu Hongluan was so choked that she couldn't breathe. Her embroidered shoes were dangling in the air. Her eyes were looking around frantically: "Your Majesty, are you crazy? Let me down quickly... I'm not upset anymore. It's just a joke. Don't take it seriously..." Cun'er, are you crazy? book bar

Xu Buling then put her down and started packing her robe again.

Mrs. Lu was angry and ashamed, but couldn't blame Xu Buling, so she turned around and ran out in a hurry...

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It was dusk, and the breeze picked up snowflakes, which sprinkled them on the continuous rows of boats. The sound of silk and bamboo could be heard far away in the alley.

Xu Buling wore a white scholar's robe and came to the vicinity of Jinling Poetry Club. He saw Xiao Ting standing outside the library, swinging his folding fan and looking back from time to time, obviously waiting for Xiao Qi.

Seeing Xu Bu Ling coming over, Xiao Ting seemed to have been saved. He picked up his robe and ran out: "Xu Bu Ling, you're here just in time. A few friends are waiting over there. I'll go first. You stay with your aunt. Give me an explanation."

After saying that, without waiting for permission or rejection, he got into the crowd without looking back.

Xu Buling naturally had no objection to this, but Xiao Qi, who had just walked downstairs, looked a little colder and gritted her teeth.

In the past two days, Xu Bu Ling would come here during the day, and if he had nothing to say, he would find something to say that would make people unable to calm down at all. Xiao Qi could not stop him either by glaring or ignoring him. Her own momentum had no effect on Xu Buling, so she had no choice but to let it go.

Tonight, she was going to the poetry festival. Xiao Qi specifically asked her nephew to wait outside so that she and Xu Buling would not be teased by words when they were alone. But the result was good, before she could run down, Xiao Ting threw her away.

Xu Buling heard the noise and looked around - Xiao Qi was dressed in men's clothing and put on a black scholar's robe. His hair was tied up with a hairband, and his whole body was spotless. Even his chest was tied up with something unknown. With his naturally aloof and arrogant face, he really looked like an unparalleled young man. The only shortcoming was that he looked too charming and looked a bit... mother.

Xu Buling walked up to her, glanced at Xiao Qi, and stopped at her flat collar:

"Qiqi, why are you dressed like this?"

Xiao Qi got angry when she heard this name, and she didn't know how Xu Buling came up with it. She walked past Xu Buling without looking at him, and replied calmly:

"I don't want to show up in public, so I dressed up casually."

Strictly speaking, she didn't want to show up in public with Xu Buling. Most of the families knew that Xu Buling came to Huainan to propose marriage. She hadn't publicly stated that she wanted to marry Xu Buling. If she dressed up beautifully and walked with Xu Buling, wouldn't it mean that she agreed.

Xu Buling had no objection to this. He walked side by side with Xiao Qi to the Jinling Poetry Society not far away, and said with a smile:

"I thought hard all night last night and thought of a good poem. Miss Xiao, can you give me some advice?"

Xiao Qi narrowed her eyes slightly and endured for a long time before she didn't push this handsome man with unpresentable thoughts into the river. She didn't want to continue the topic, and turned her head to look at the sword on Xu Buling's waist:

"A gentleman wears a sword to show his virtue. You are not a gentleman, so why do you carry a sword to show off your elegance?"

Xu Buling didn't care about this literary sarcasm, and smiled:

"The sword is a ceremonial weapon, which is better than Xiao Ting holding a fan in the winter."

"..."

Xiao Qi held back for a moment, and had nothing to say...