The first beam of sunshine shines on the sea of ​​flowers in the early morning, and it is already full of colorful colors in early spring in February.

In the wooden house with red silk, the red candles burned out, the sake had been drunk and poured on the table, the floor was a little messy, underwear and red skirts were thrown everywhere, and the bellybands were embroidered with gorgeous peonies, and even put them on the swing. It might have been left by two people accidentally while playing on the swing.

The warm morning light entered the window of the wooden house and sprinkled on the large and scary bed. Xu Buling lay in the center. When he looked at it, he felt like he was lying in a red ocean. Even though he was slender and tall, he could only occupy a very small position.

The air was fresh and pleasant in the morning. Xu Buling took a deep breath and took another breath. He didn't have the intoxication after the wedding night, but instead felt a little helpless.

It was said to be a bridal chamber, but in fact it was just his serving aunt.

Lu Hongluan said that she was not afraid of coming to do whatever she wanted, but women who had not experienced human affairs could not take what they said seriously. Not to mention cooperation, they started crying in just a few seconds.

Xu Buling was already feeling distressed, so he dared not to be too angry. He coaxed him gently for a long time. After finally coaxing him well, Lu Hongluan started to scold him again, saying, "I said it's okay, you can treat me whatever you treat Xiang'er..." Xu Buling could only be obedient and worked hard. As a result, after a few moves, he began to complain again.

It just happened over and over again, braked suddenly and sprinted, almost killing Xu Buling.

However, the experience is still very good. The double ethereality in both physical and psychological is really something that makes people unable to stop.

Xu Buling curled the corners of his mouth and turned his head to look at him.

Lu Hongluan lay on Xu Buling's arm, and all the emotions that had been pressing in her heart for many years were released. All the worries and entanglements were completely put down at the moment when the water and milk blended, and she seemed to be ten years younger. At this time, her cheeks were pressed against her chest, her eyes were closed and her breathing softly, and she still had a bit of redness on her cheeks, looking mature and beautiful.

Xu Buling looked down and glanced a few times, feeling a little itchy. He gently lifted the edge of the bedding, glanced inside a few times, and leaned his hands in.

"Yeah~..."

Lu Hongluan noticed something, frowned slightly, pushed it instinctively, and then slowly opened her eyes.

Seeing the familiar face and smile, Lu Hongluan's eyes were a little confused. After a moment, she woke up. Her face became hot. She slowly turned around in the quilt and faced the other side, leaving Xu Buling with the back of her head:

"Heartless... I'll take care of you for so many years..."

The tone is a bit aggrieved and complaining.

Xu Buling approached and glanced at him, and said softly:

"Didn't you say that you can bully Xiang'er just like you?"

Lu Hongluan wrapped the bedding tightly and raised her eyes to point the swing in the room:

"I asked you to treat me equally, who told you to carry me wherever you went? It's simply...I haven't heard Xiang'er say that you treat her like this..."

Xu Buling was a little funny. He knew that Lu Hongluan was deliberately making trouble to hide his embarrassment, and did not make meaningless excuses, and comforted him softly:

"It's still early, you can sleep for a while."

Lu Hongluan closed her eyes and did not answer, looking arrogant and stingy as if she was "I don't want to pay attention to you."

Xu Buling shook his head, turned over and landed on the ground, put on his robe, picked up the scattered dresses on the ground, folded them and placed them in a tray.

When he was about to walk out of the door, Lu Hongluan opened her eyes again, looking a little serious:

"You are not allowed to leave. You go back to the palace. If I don't get up, they will laugh at me... I'll get up after a moment."

Xu Buling knew that Lu Hongluan would definitely not get up, so he took a plate of melon seeds from the table, walked to the terrace outside the house, leaned on the recliner, and said softly:

"I'm outside, let's go back together later."

"Um."

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The sun rose in the east, and the house behind Prince Su's mansion became busy. The kitchen was foggy. The maid walked back and forth with various utensils. The girls from various courtyards also got up early and visited each other to say hello.

Zhu Manzhi is the most lively on weekdays, but it is obviously not too presumptuous to stay in the palace. It is a bit uncomfortable to maintain the good lady, so he secretly ran to find the Nightingale and asked if there is any fun place in Suzhou City.

Nightingale grew up in Suzhou since she was young, so she was naturally familiar with it. Knowing that Manzhi couldn't stay in the high-walled courtyard, she pulled a group of young sisters and ran out of the palace through the back door.

Ning Yuhe and Zhongli Jiujiu are not used to staying in the royal palace, but as elders, they can't run around like a little girl, and can only sit in the house honestly and wait for their husband to come back to arrange things for them.

Xiao Qi's workaholic nature, although she had not yet married into the Xu family, she already regarded herself as a member of the Xu family. After getting up in the morning, she went to the meeting hall of the royal palace to learn about the current family background of Xiliang from King Su and his staff, and discussed the recent situation in the two countries.

Xiao Xiang'er stayed in the palace for ten years. It became a habit to go to bed late and get up late. She usually only got up if she was exposed to the sun. However, her best friend became real sisters with her last night, so she naturally couldn't neglect such a big thing.

In the past, when Lu Hongluan was "catched in bed", Xiao Xianger was often laughed at by Lu Hongluan's sarcastic jokes. She went from being a dignified and polite empress dowager to a "handmade master" who gave up. There was a big reason why Lu Hongluan was so sad. She finally dragged her best friend into the water. How could she miss the opportunity to turn the guest?

As soon as the sky was getting bright, Xiao Xianger got up from the boudoir and tidied up beautifully. Then she pulled Qiao'e, who was the same as her schedule, from the bed and went to the kitchen to stew the soup.

Qiao'e and Xiao Xiang'er were the same age as Xiao Xiang'er. They have been following each other since childhood. Seeing her lady busy cooking, she thought about it and sighed quietly:

"Miss, it's unfair. Miss, you are wronged."

Xiao Xiang'er was wearing an apron, humming a small song and going back and forth in the spacious kitchen, and said in confusion:

"Why am I wronged?"

Qiao'e cut the black chicken next to her and said softly:

"The lady's identity cannot be seen, so she can only show up in the same identity as the lady. Mrs. Lu is different. Now she has changed her marriage, even the little prince's serious wife."

Xiao Xiang'er blinked her apricot eyes: "It's not all the same, why do you have to see the light?"

Qiao'e's eyes looked a little resentful: "There is a difference. When Mrs. Lu married the little prince, the happiest person was Yuenu. She was a dowry maid. The lady remarried her naturally remarried. She didn't sleep all night last night, and she even came over to make me sad. I still slept with you in the "Empress Dowager's Mausoleum". I don't have the chance to remarry. In this way, I can't compare to Yuenu. I am your personal maid. Why is it worse than Mrs. Lu's maid..."

Xiao Xiang'er blinked and understood:

"That's right, I almost forgot about this. You are a big boss, are you trying to get married, right?"

Qiao'e's movement of cutting vegetables was made and she smiled a little shyly:

"I will be satisfied if I can accompany the lady and don't want to get married..."

Xiao Xiang'er really felt sorry for the silly maid who had been with her since she was a child, and smiled and said, "It's okay, in a few days, I will say hello to Xu Buling..."

"Oh~ I'm so embarrassed..."

"Let him choose a mighty young general for you in the Xiliang Army. My maid will naturally be the wife. I guarantee that I envy the dead Yuenu girl..."

Qiao'e's expression froze. After a moment of confusion, she quickly shook her head:

"If I can't be with the lady, Qiao'e would rather not marry for the rest of her life... I just said casually, and there is no intention of getting married."

Xiao Xiang'er was a little surprised: "I don't want to arrange a young general for you? Are you stupid to be a maid?"

"I'm not stupid... I just can't bear to leave the lady. I won't say anything, I'll cook it..."

"oh……"

Xiao Xianger has been frugal since she was a child, so she could not cook. She hurried over and add water to make soup.

The master and servant worked hard for most of the day, and a bowl of delicious black chicken, red dates, yam was stewed.

Xiao Xiang'er put it in a food box and took Qiao'e out of the palace and took a sea of ​​flowers outside the city in front of the frame.

Xiao Xiang'er sat in the carriage, thinking about how to mock her good friend later. She knew Lu Hongluan the best, and she was so sad that she had to beg for comparison with her last night. She must have suffered a lot of crimes in order to compete with her. She would definitely not get up in the morning. It was still early, and maybe she could still be with her husband in front of the bride... I was quite excited to think about it...

Qiao'e wrapped a food box listlessly and sat in front of Xiao Xiang'er. She wanted to mention the matter of serving the bedding several times, but this was obviously not easy to speak. She was a maid, and her status would not change much after serving the bedding. According to the lady's arrangement, if she chose a fourth- or fifth-rank military officer in Xiliang to marry her as a wife, she would just fly up to the branch and turn into a phoenix. Anyone with a discerning eye knew how to choose, but the little prince was in a man and couldn't bear to accompany her since childhood. How could she choose a rough man in the border army to marry?

The master and servant sat in the carriage with their own thoughts, getting closer and closer to the sea of ​​flowers.

I don’t know where I walked, a camel bell rang outside the carriage, and a woman’s chanting poems came:

"The Yellow River is far away among the white clouds, and there is an isolated city of thousands of feet high mountains. Why should Qiang flute blame the willows? The spring breeze does not cross Yumen Pass..."

The voice is sweet and light, with a little childishness, just like the fairy in the forest who is not as good as the world, singing along the pond, very recognizable. As long as you have heard it once, you will basically never forget it in your life.

The master and servant in the car sat up at the same time when they heard this, looking a little confused, and then their faces turned pale, showing a 'hell' expression.

Qiao'e has been a palace maid in the palace for ten years. As a female official in Changle Palace, she naturally went to the Queen's Palace to pay tribute. Her voice was heard and she heard someone she looked like. She shrank her neck so scared.

Not to mention Xiao Xiang'er, as the empress dowager, if she couldn't even hear the voice of her daughter-in-law, her ears would have grown white.

Xiao Xiang'er was shocked and surprised. He hesitated for a while. He hurriedly opened the curtain and looked out. On the straight road, two big camels walked slowly. The carriage of Prince Su's mansion caught up with him from behind and had just passed by. On the back of the camel behind, a beautiful woman in a floral skirt sat sideways between the hump, wearing a wreath made of flower branches on her head, looking into the wilderness in the distance, and muttering the poem softly. There was a rope tied to the camel, and behind it was a dustpan made of rattan. The little black dog drooped his head, sat on it and was carried on it, aiming at the master on the camel without any desire.

Xiao Xiang'er picked up the curtain and the height of the car window was as high as the woman on the camel. When she saw a side face, her body suddenly shook.

This...how is this possible...

Cui Xiaowan rode a camel slowly, and from the corner of her eyes, she noticed the curtain of the carriage passing by was lifted. Someone stared at her and looked back at her.

The eyes were facing each other, and the desolate desert world seemed to be frozen in this moment.

"Empress Cui?!"

"Mother? Why are you here?"

"Aren't you dead? You died of illness..."

"Are you dead too... cremated..."

After a brief and inexplicable conversation, the world was completely silent, and even the carriage and camel stopped...
Chapter completed!