It was dawn, and Xu Buling didn't sleep all night last night, so it was obvious that Imperial College could not go.

Originally, "copying poems" was to defame yourself, but Song Yufu, who had come out from the middle of the road, forced to reverse the situation and almost became famous in Chang'an. Later, she was "killed" by Ning Qingye. If Mrs. Lu knew about this, she would not know what she would look like.

Xu Buling felt a little headache after thinking about it.

When he returned to the royal palace, eight personal guards went out to find his whereabouts. They might not have come back yet. Old Xiao "restrained his master in vain" and didn't know that he was hiding in the brothel and drank a small wine. No one was quietly there.

Xu Buling was about to take a break and went back to the back house and pushed open the bedroom door.

The bedroom is relatively simple. Apart from the screen, table and bed, there are only two carved tigers and orchids left, with a knife and a sword on the tiger's mouth. The blade on the left is like silver thread, and the sword on the right is three feet cold.

In the past, Xu Buling became a fool of martial arts. It is often said that "poverty of literature and wealth of martial arts". The weapons used are naturally of extraordinary origins. The sword is called "Hei Chao" and the sword is called "Zhao Dan". They are all famous swords and swords in the world.

Xu Buling closed the door, threw his robe aside, then opened the curtain and was about to jump up. Unexpectedly, the lotus-colored curtain was lifted, but someone was lying inside.

The carved wooden bed was covered with thick quilts. Mrs. Lu curled up on the quilt, wearing a hairpin and dress, and did not leave her body. She only covered her waist and abdomen with a quilt. Her embroidered shoes stretched out from the edge of the bed, holding a piece of rice paper in her hand, holding tightly in her hand. It seemed that she should be waiting here, but she couldn't hold on and fell asleep after a long time.

Xu Buling shook his head and chuckled. After thinking about it, he squatted down gently, held Mrs. Lu's embroidered shoes and prepared to take them off so that she could sleep more comfortably and avoid getting cold and getting cold.

Just as he just held Mrs. Lu's ankle and the embroidered shoes were not moving, Mrs. Lu gently "whip".

Then...

"ah--"

A scream resounded throughout the vast Prince Su's Mansion.

Fortunately, there is no one in the mansion, so if the servants hear it, they still don’t know where to think of it.

This was the case, and Xu Buling was so scared that he almost got up and covered Mrs. Lu's mouth.

It’s no wonder that Mrs. Lu reacted so much. A widowed woman, half asleep and half awake, suddenly found her foot was touched. When she opened her eyes, she would be frightened by a woman.

Mrs. Lu turned her head up and woke up. Xu Buling was next to her. She screamed and stopped abruptly, as if she was afraid that outsiders would hear it. Her eyes were full of surprise and unbelievable. She stammered her lips and didn't say anything for a while.

Xu Buling looked embarrassed: "Aunt Lu, you are awake, I..."

"I am your aunt!"

After Mrs. Lu was stunned for a moment, shame and anger appeared in her eyes. She beat her to death and didn't expect that her dear nephew, who was regarded as her own, would actually...

Mrs. Lu was mixed with feelings, but she didn't know what to say. After thinking about it, she picked up the pillow and wanted to smash someone:

"You go out for me."

Xu Buling stood up and put his robe on his back, explaining weakly: "This is my room. I just saw you asleep. I didn't want to disturb you... Well... That's the case... I'll go out first..."

Mrs. Lu wrapped herself tightly with the bedding, sat for a while, and then remembered that she had been running over last night and couldn't wait for a long time.

Mrs. Lu looked around and saw that this was indeed Xu Buling's room. The shame and anger on her face turned into embarrassment, calmed her emotions a little, and then quickly spoke:

"No, wait."

Xu Buling stopped and walked back, sat upright on the stool beside the bed, and said with a smile:

"What's wrong?"

Mrs. Lu bit her thin lips and looked at Xu Buling intentionally or unintentionally. Seeing that there was no guilty feeling in Xu Buling's eyes, she felt relieved and said softly: "I... I blame you wrongly. In the future... well... men's heads and women's feet cannot be touched... Although we have no blood relationship, after all, you call me aunt. The royal family is already in chaos. If the wind is heard..."

Xu Buling heard the more he heard, something was wrong, and he raised his hand:

"The pure one will be clear, and I am reckless."

Mrs. Lu sat on the side of the bed, feeling that her posture was indecent, so she stretched out her legs out of the bedding, tidied her skirt, folded her hands around her waist, and sat upright: "By the way, where did you go last night? I heard that you were kidnapped and the Imperial Guard could not find the whole city..."

Xu Buling smiled: "Although I was poisoned, I still have no problem protecting myself. I was shocked yesterday, so Aunt Lu doesn't have to worry."

After Mrs. Lu carefully checked and confirmed that Xu Buling was not injured, she breathed a little relieved and showed a little annoyance in her eyes:

"You, you know that your identity is special and you still run out at night. How dangerous..."

Xu Buling naturally refuted this: "I am not a girl's house, so I can't go out without going out. I will follow your instructions to go to Longyin Pavilion..."

Mrs. Lu's eyes were slightly condensed, and her face became serious: "You are so embarrassed to say that you are going to Longyin Pavilion to copy poems. What have you done?"

Xu Buling was speechless and was brewing for a moment: "Well... I copied..."

"What have you copied? The word "blocked" is all over the audience, and it is almost spread throughout Chang'an City. Last night, many women shed tears for your poem, and the wind can't be suppressed. In a few days, those officials' ladies should come to see you..."

Xu Buling felt guilty: "Aunt Lu, believe me, I really copied it."

"Who did you copy?"

“…”

Xu Buling has nothing to say.

Mrs. Lu's eyes were full of regret, and spread the rice paper in her hand, looked at it a few times, pursed her lips, and sighed again:

"I don't want to let you do it, I know that you are extremely talented and both civil and military, so that you can hide your weaknesses are also for your own good. It is natural for young people to show off, but they also need to be divided..."

Xu Buling spread his hands: "Aunt Lu, don't you believe me?"

"What do I believe in you? You asked you to copy and buy poetry. You insist on writing your own poems! Just write it, and it was also recognized by someone in court that it was written by you..."

"This time it was an accident, and there would be no trouble next time!"

"Next time? In just half a month, it's 'Xu Qingtian' and 'Xu Caizi', for fear that others won't know your reputation. You should go back to Qujiangchi to fish, so that I won't be worried..."

Mrs. Lu kept preaching, Xu Bure nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and it was not easy to say anything if she felt guilty.

After a long time, it was not until the morning light shone on the window paper. Mrs. Lu stopped talking and turned her eyes to the rice paper again. She looked at the sentence "Things are different and everything is gone, tears flow first if you want to speak." After thinking about it, her voice became a little softer:
Chapter completed!