The fine spring rain scattered in Chang'an City. Time came unknowingly, February, and the peach blossoms bloomed in the garden, turning the back home garden into a pink ocean.

In the early morning, it was not yet bright. On the white stone road of Kuishou Street, civil and military officials took cars, horses and sedan chairs and went to the imperial city not far away to attend court.

Xu Buling was granted the title of crown prince, but Xu You was just over fifty years old and still healthy. With the current situation, Xu Buling did not need to enter the court to share his worries for him in a short period of time. Xu Buling's mansion was much more idle than other princes and princes' homes.

Outside the mansion, the guards prepared the carriage and waited quietly in the rain.

Song Yufu got up before dawn, took the lesson plan prepared yesterday, walked out of the mansion, and prepared to take a carriage to the Imperial College to teach a group of primary school students. Zhongli Chuchu also got up very early and was preparing to go to the art workshop not far away.

Xu Buling stood at the gate, still wearing a white robe, holding an oil-paper umbrella in his hand, covering the heads of the two girls, and quipped with a smile:

"Yufu, why are you doing this early? Four or five-year-old children are sleeping. If you go so early, they have to arrive in advance. Over time, I will not like you, my master."

Song Yufu acted gracefully but had a very serious expression. She raised her hand and pointed to the majestic imperial city in the distance:

"The plan for one day is in the morning. The Tai Chi Hall has begun to attend court. My father must get up one hour earlier than us. You are not good enough. If you inherit the throne in the future and make a "never courting the king from now on," the reputation he had won before will be destroyed."

Xu Buling chuckled slightly: "I know, I got up earlier than you, I just feel sorry for my wife."

Zhongli Chuchu stood beside her and thought for a while, "My husband is fine at home. In fact, there is no need to get up so early to send us. I was so tired last night, so I should have had more rest at home."

"What's tired of me?"

Xu Buling straightened his waist and looked indifferent: "I'll come back early in the evening, maybe I can add some extra meal for you."

Zhongli Chuchu snorted softly, saying something privately on the street, so she didn't say anything more and got on the carriage with Song Yufu.

After watching the carriage and guards leave, Xu Buling turned around and entered the mansion.

There was only Lao Xiao and the guards in the outer house, which looked deserted, while the house was filled with girls. Most of them had already gotten up and started to work on their own affairs.

Xu Buling walked through the hanging flower gate and wandered around the garden, and looked up when he walked through Zhumanzhi's yard.

Zhu Manzhi and Ning Qingye lived together. Seeing that it was dawn, Ning Qingye finished washing up and changed into a warrior costume. She hung her snow-white sword around her waist. She was standing beside the bed, shaking Manzhi, who was still sleeping soundly:

"Manzhi, it's dawn. Didn't you say you wanted to go to the martial arts hall together last night? If you don't go, I'll leave first."

“Woo~”

Zhu Manzhi poked her head out of the quilt in a daze, and saw the drizzle outside, muttering:

"It's raining and going out?"

Ning Qingye shrugged, looking indifferent:

"Practicing martial arts is a hard skill to wear away a stone. It's logical that it's all right, but you can't catch up with us anyway, so it's nothing to be lazy. I'll leave first."

“…”

Zhu Manzhi pursed her lips, and didn't know how much perseverance she used, so she sat up and rubbed her face:

"Okay, okay, if I don't be lazy, how can you get more opportunities than me? I originally wanted to let you go..."

"Hmph~"

Ning Qingye threw her little skirt into the arms of the branch, then walked out of the door and waited quietly under the eaves.

Seeing this scene, Xu Buling shook his head and smiled, raised his hand and greeted him, and continued to walk deeper.

Halfway through the road, Chen Sining jumped directly from the alley with an umbrella, and found Xu Buling below, and hurriedly said, "Young Master is early." Then he disappeared into the rain.

Xu Buling raised his head and saw Chen Sining's hurried appearance, it was not surprising.

These days, Chen Sining almost lost all the money from Manzhi's private house. Now she is embarrassed to pass by Manzhi's door and think about making money back every day.

Xu Buling originally wanted to arrange some people to have dinner as children to make Chen Sining happy. But after thinking about it carefully, if Sining discovered it, he would probably be even more unhappy. Anyway, Sining had no problem with her craftsmanship, and she was not afraid of the deep alley. She would have to let her go and make trouble slowly, and she would have thought it was all about passing the time.

Xu Buling walked in the back house because it was raining and couldn't go out. He wanted to go to Aunt Lu's yard to tease her youngest son. But when he was passing by the tea hall, he heard the whispers inside through the window:

"Yuenu, when will we serve our husband next time?"

"You want to call me master, did you call me husband?"

"You can't scream in private?"

...

Xu Buling blinked, stopped at the window, and looked inside through the gap in the window, but saw Yuenu and Qiao'e standing next to the tea table, preparing tea for Aunt Lu and the others.

Yuenu has been with Lu Hongluan since childhood. Their loves each other similarly. They also wear light green gauze skirts. Although their figure is not as proud as Aunt Lu, they are not without grace and richness. With every move, the scenery on the side of the clothes appears and appears. The slightly round face is a bit fat, but it does not look fat. The charm is full of nobleness. Putting aside the maid's identity, it actually has a more flavor than an ordinary wealthy wife.

Qiao'e looks more cute, with a melon-shaped face and willow-leaf eyebrows, but not awesome. She is nearly thirty years old and looks like a ripe peach. Even her casual standing posture cannot cover up her delicate figure, and her face is quite seductive.

Especially at this time, when you bent down and pour tea, your waist and hip curves are full of tension, and you will stretch out a round outline on your lower body. The thin fabric cannot cover the hidden curves below at all.

Xu Buling stood with his hands behind his back and looked at it seriously.

Yuenu looked gentle, both on the bed and on weekdays, she looked slow and slow. At this time, she carefully treated Pu'er tea with a tea knife and said softly:

"... Yesterday was Qingye, Manzhi, Yufu, Chuchu, tonight it should be Si Ning, Xiaowan, Sister Xianger, Sister Qiqi, you are greedy, just come in and go with your lady today."

Qiao'e has a cheerful personality, and her expression is written on her face. She is pouring hot water and said with some worry:

"Sister Hongluan arranged four people a night so that my husband wouldn't be able to bear it. What if I got in and was kicked out?"

Yuenu blinked: "All arrangements have been made. We and the Nightingale have to wait until the day after tomorrow. If you want to go to the lineup yourself, can you blame others if you are kicked out?"

Qiao'e's eyes were a little resentful and she sighed softly:

"Oh, I would have come in early if I had known it. Back then, the lady was alone and I could serve her every day. But every time I hid in the side room and listened to the room. Now, I have to count the days every day..."

Xu Buling stood outside the window and felt guilty when he heard this.

After all, even one woman can’t be satisfied. What’s the point in the world?

Xu Buling looked at the sky. It was still raining. There was nothing to do today. So he walked into the tea court and closed the door.

The two big maids with charming charm were still chatting, not seeming to realize the dangerous approach.

Yue Nu's eyes were a little joking, and he glanced at Qiao'e, who looked like a slut:

"Are you shy? My lady is pregnant for ten months and she is not as unreliable as you... Woo--"

While Yue Nu was talking, her body suddenly shook and the tea knife almost fell on the tea table. She quickly covered her mouth with her hands and her face turned red.

Bang-

Qiao'e was bent down to make tea, thinking in her mouth, and suddenly she felt a slap behind her. The hot feeling made her shudder. She quickly stood up and said angrily:

"What are you hitting me...ah—"

Behind him, Yue Nu was hugged by the tall Xu Buling, and his clothes were pulled open, revealing Yue's white bellyband, his face was blocked with a red face, and he gently pushed him.

Qiao'e's words came to an abrupt end, and she curled her hands in her chest in panic, not knowing whether to pull the squad or avoid it.

Xu Buling bullied Yue Nu for a moment before letting go of his lips and looking at Qiao'e in a blink of an eye.

Qiao'e shrank her neck and hurriedly walked out with her head silenced.

Yuenu pulled up the torn collar to cover it and said a little embarrassedly:

"Master, why are you...you are here? It's broad daylight, don't do this..."

Xu Buling was a little funny and raised his hand to pull Qiao'e over:

"where did you go?"

Qiao'e was panicked and nervous, and she didn't dare to leave, so she could only say:

"I...I'll go to the door."

"What are you looking at? There are no outsiders at home."

Xu Buling curled the corners of his mouth, looked like a bastard, and pushed the two maids onto the soft couch in the tea hall:

"Be honest, don't make a sound, let your ladies hear that the monthly salary will be gone this month."

Qiao'e didn't stand firmly and sat on the soft couch. Facing Xu Buling's condescending eyes, she looked slightly panicked:

"It's broad daylight... Master, don't do anything randomly, let Sister Hongluan and the others know that they will punish us..."

"yes."

"How about you let Yuenu go out to watch the door. If someone is out, it's safer."

"Hmm? Why don't you go?"

“…”

Xu Buling looked at the two maids, and while speaking, he took off his embroidered shoes, shrank them onto the soft couch, and smiled more and leaned over and leaned over...

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The drizzle outside the window, and the faint words from the silence made the room more quiet.

Deep in the back house, in the room close to the garden, the windows were slightly raised with a pole, and you could see the peach blossoms outside, swaying gently with the wind and rain.

The room was filled with a little medicinal fragrance and neatly furnished. Two iron guns hung crosswise on the wall. There was a candied haws stuck in the corner of the room, and the silver ingots were placed right on the desk.

It was still early, and Bai Ying had already woken up. She walked out secretly in her eight-character steps, preparing to go to Zhongli Jiujiu for breakfast.

Little Taohua lay flat on the bed, looking at the rain outside the window, dazed in a daze.

Xiao Taohua still had a bandage on her body, but her injuries were far from as serious as she looked. Xu Buling slapped her palms. Although she was injured and internally injured, she had been able to get up and move for so long.
To be continued...