The setting sun sank under the towering city walls. Xu Buling changed into clean robes and stood in the corridor and waited quietly.

Just now, the man's family didn't pay much attention to it, it was just about changing clothes, but the woman obviously had a lot of trouble.

Mrs. Lu's skirt was mostly wet, and her hair was wet and her makeup was also worn. She had to change it inside and out. Because of the cold weather, she had to take a hot bath to avoid catching a cold.

Yuenu ran back to get the winter skirt, and a group of maids followed, and all the items used for bathing were loaded with several trays. The big pot he set up was used and re-burned a large pot of hot water. The maid went in and out of the west wing, serving Mrs. Lu to take a shower, change clothes, and combed her hair.

Etiquette begins with dressing and dressing. Women from a large family are most particular about their appearance. After a set of things, they will be a long time. In winter, the sun is short and the sky gradually becomes dark. After Yuenu asked, he took two maids to the kitchen of the back house to prepare evening meals.

In the past, as long as Xu Buling was in front of him, Mrs. Lu would keep talking about something in her heart even when she was bathing, but today she fell into the water and didn't say anything again. She didn't even make much splashes of water during the bathing. She was quiet and quiet, a little strange.

Xu Buling naturally couldn't run to the bathtub to ask, so he had to wait in the corridor honestly, and sometimes he raised his hand and rubbed it a few times, which meant inexplicable.

Crazy—

The sound of water splashes sounded from the west wing.

Xu Buling looked sideways. On the window paper illuminated by the lights, the woman was silhouetted on it. As soon as she left the bathtub, the maid wiped it with a towel. The peaks and mountains were fascinating from time to time. Red cherry blossoms stood on the top of the mountain. The shadows on the window paper trembled slightly twice, and gravity seemed to have lost its effect.

Xu Buling quickly turned his eyes away and secretly said, "Don't look at it if you are not polite..."

A little while, the door opened with a creaking sound.

Mrs. Lu was wearing a long silk dress with a warm shawl on her shoulders. She had just left the bath, and her cheeks were still a little watery, as plump as warm jade, and as charming as a lotus from the water. Her long hair was wet and she had not yet been coiled up, and she was spread on her back. The cold winter night breeze swept over, and her pair of light sweeping eyebrows couldn't help but frown slightly.

Xu Buling walked up to him quickly, blocked Ye Feng with his tall body, and chuckled:

"Aunt Lu, it's cold outside, be careful of catching a cold and go into the house."

"Yeah~"

Mrs. Lu's expression was dignified and quiet. She glanced at Xu Buling, then tightened the shawl on her shoulders and walked slowly towards the room where the stove was burning.

After the episode of "stewing myself with iron pot", Mrs. Lu seemed to have calmed down, and the resentment between her eyebrows disappeared, as warm as water, and said softly as she walked:

"I don't mean to blame you. This time it can't be remedied. Fortunately, it's just two poems, which won't affect the overall situation. Be careful in the future..."

"Don't worry, Aunt Lu, I..."

"What can I worry about?"

When Mrs. Lu heard this, she became angry and glanced at Xu Buling with resentment and anger: "It's enough for you to know the right way. If you do something randomly, I can't even protect you one day. It's useless for you to run to me and cry. Let's die together in Chang'an City."

Xu Buling smiled embarrassedly: "As long as Aunt Lu is in front of him, it doesn't matter whether she returns to Suzhou City or not."

I am happy but not sad.

Mrs. Lu glared at her eyes angrily, her expression warmed a lot, and she no longer taught Xu Buling a lesson.

The two entered the warm room, and Mrs. Lu sat down at the table, raised her hand and tied up a bunch of hair: "No, take me the comb."

Xu Buling took the wooden comb from the house, sat directly behind Mrs. Lu, and raised her hand to combed her long wet hair.

“Hey—…”

Mrs. Lu's body stiffened and her body was a little erect. She wanted to stop her, but her red lips slightly opened, but finally stopped and sat upright on the stool.

The long hair is extremely soft and has a faint fragrance.

Xu Buling carefully combed his hair: "The wind has been too loud recently, so I stayed at the Imperial College and waited for the wind to come and then went out..."

Mrs. Lu said lightly, and after thinking about it, her voice was filled with a few silences: "I am relieved to have Miss Song accompanying me in the Imperial College..."

Why did it start again!

Xu Buling was so angry that he didn't dare to speak too hard. He just shook his head and chuckled: "If I have any ideas about her, I will bring it here first to ask Aunt Lu for his staff. How could I hide it from Aunt Lu..."

Mrs. Lu half-believed and half-doubted, she glanced at the two wine jars above: "This wine is good, I bought it at Sun's shop?"

I knew the question that the silk wrapped in the wine jar was tributed by Jiangnan, and only the royal family could use it. How could it be bought at the Sun's shop?

Xu Buling naturally did not fall for the fool and answered honestly: "Last night, the Empress Dowager invited me to the palace for dinner, and the Empress Dowager gave it to me before leaving."

Mrs. Lu said 'Oh~': "When I had dinner last night, how many people were there?"

Xu Buling turned his mind quickly and said with a smile: "Just the Queen Mother and a few palace maids, the dishes are just as fried, and they are not as delicious as Aunt Lu..."

Mrs. Lu smiled with her lips, raised her hand and took a wine jar to smell it, her voice softly:

"I want to have such a good wine, the Queen Mother wants to come and have a great time talking to you, right?"

Xu Buling held his hair and shook his head helplessly: "The Queen Mother asked me if I could write poems. With Aunt Lu's explanation in front of me, I naturally couldn't write them, I just ate and didn't speak..."

Mrs. Lu narrowed her eyes slightly: "When the Empress Dowager entered the palace, she prepared three jars of good wine in total, and one jar was ruined by Xiao Ting. The remaining two jars of wine were given to you, and you said nothing, which was so generous."

Xu Buling frowned slightly: "Is that right? I really don't know this, but I didn't say anything last night. Before leaving, the empress dowager insisted on giving it to me, so I couldn't refuse, so I accepted it. Oh... I agreed that I wouldn't write poetry, but this happened. I had to find time to return these two jars of wine..."

"Why?"

When Mrs. Lu heard this, she was dissatisfied: "When I got married, I didn't see her sending this. She gave her all the gifts. She had no courage at all, so why are she an elder?"

Xu Buling's face froze: "I said I can't write poetry, I feel ashamed of this wine..."

"Since I feel ashamed of it, why did I accept it last night?"

“…”

Xu Buling was speechless, and the wine insects were at work. He really couldn't write poems before accepting them calmly. Who knew that Song Yufu sold him again?

Seeing that Xu Buling couldn't speak, Mrs. Lu snorted faintly: "The Empress Dowager doesn't know how to drink, so hiding is a waste. If you collect it, you will be responsible for returning it. Wouldn't it be confirmed that you lied to her? If you cheat, you will cheat. What else can she do to you..."

Xu Buling's face felt bitter: "If the empress dowager comes to me..."

"You have caused trouble yourself, and you will find a way. You are not allowed to return the alcohol anyway. There is really no way. Just hide from the Queen Mother. She can't send someone to arrest you into the palace... When you leave Beijing smoothly in two years, she will have no choice."

“…two years…”

"What? You still want to run into the palace. Is there anything fun inside?"

"No, a group of wives in the deep boudoir, like mother wolves, feel uncomfortable when they enter..."

"How can you say that the Queen Mother is not... Just talk to me, but don't tell anyone else..."

"……Um."

You come and gossip and chat.

Mrs. Lu's face slowly returned to her former appearance. After she folded her hair, she sat down at the table.

Yuenu and the maid came into the house with various dishes in it and placed it on the table. Then they went out to close the doors and windows to prevent the cold from venting into the house.

Xu Buling was indeed a little hungry. He took two wine glasses and put them on the table. He didn't feel sorry for the fine wine that the Queen Mother had hidden for ten years. He directly filled Mrs. Lu's glasses with Kaifeng.

Mrs. Lu doesn’t drink much on weekdays, but there are too many things happening today, so she can’t help feeling a little uneasy. In addition, the wine has a very extraordinary origin, so she didn’t refuse.

The wine is as cool as a spring, and the rich aroma of wine is as charming as a beautiful person, refreshing the heart.

Mrs. Lu picked up the wine glass and took a sip. The broken jade burned in her mouth was very soft. Only after it entered her abdomen could she feel the strong force like a burning knife, which penetrated her limbs and bones.

"Woo—"

Mrs. Lu swallowed a little anxiously, her sleeves covered her lips, and her cheeks soon became flushed. E's eyebrows were frowned, and she took two breaths, obviously feeling a little uncomfortable.

Xu Buling certainly did not dare to make fun of him, so he quickly picked up a chopstick of winter bamboo shoots and sent them to Mrs. Lu's lips: "I can't even bear the strong wine, so I can just eat some food and put it on."

Mrs. Lu's eyes were misty. She looked at the chopsticks in front of her, glanced at the left and right, and then she opened her mouth to hold the winter bamboo shoots and chewed them slowly.

Xu Buling filled the wine glass again and drank and ate the food.

Children from aristocratic families were taught to "eat without talking or sleep" since childhood, and it is impossible to chat with each other on the table.

Mrs. Lu is very gentle in eating, and her eyes are always on Xu Buling. Occasionally, she will pick up two chopsticks and put them in Xu Buling's bowl.

As the night darkened, a large table of dishes was gradually wiped out by Xu Bu Ling.

Mrs. Lu was unable to drink, and was afraid that Xu Bu would make drinking alone boring, so she drank several glasses.

Duanyu Shao is not an ordinary low-alcohol rice wine, and it has great momentum. When Mrs. Lu noticed it, she was already dizzy and could not bear it anymore. She lay on the table quietly, her cheeks flushed, and her breathing was falling asleep smoothly.

After Xu Buling was full, he put down his bowl and chopsticks, turned his head and looked at him for a few times, raised his hand and shook Mrs. Lu's shoulders:

"Aunt Lu?..."

"……Um……"

The whispered softly did not wake up, but just tightened the shawl on his body.

Xu Buling shook his head and smiled, leaned over and walked through Mrs. Lu's legs, held her back with one stroke, and hugged Mrs. Lu horizontally. She scattered her skirt and swayed her embroidered shoes.

"Woo--"

Mrs. Lu leaned on Xu Buling's arm, as if she was awake, she glanced at her half-squinted eyes. After seeing that Xu Buling, she closed her eyes again, grabbed Xu Buling's collar and fell asleep again.

The nephrite was in my arms, and Xu Buling subconsciously weighed it. He couldn't tell the fat when he was growing where he should grow. Only by picking it up can he feel a little weight.

Xu Buling walked to the curtain gently, lay down Mrs. Lu, half-squatted and held the vernacular shoes embroidered with petals and gently took them off, and then pulled off the white cloth socks.

"Yeah~"

Mrs. Lu did not wake up, but her delicate and white insteps obviously bowed down, and she bent her knees slightly, as if she wanted to pull her feet back under her skirt.

Xu Buling took off the other embroidered shoe and placed it neatly on the ground. He got up and reached out to the lace of the jacket and skirt, but he immediately realized and his hands were stuck in the air.

“…”

Xu Buling blinked and looked down at Aunt Lu who was sleeping unsuspectingly. A trace of entanglement flashed in her eyes.

After a moment of silence, a knock came from outside the door:

"lady?"

Xu Buling withdrew his hand guiltily and patted him on his face: "I'm crazy..." Then he pulled open the bedding, covered Mrs. Lu tightly, and had his armpits and bedding, and walked out quickly...

It's late at night and people are quiet.

I don’t know how long it took, but the maid took away the tableware and the room became completely quiet.

Between the curtains, Mrs. Lu woke up faintly, turned over, faced the inside, and with the faint moonlight, she spread out a piece of rice paper in her arms, looked at the handwriting on it, and looked at it incredibly...
Chapter completed!