The prince is very fierce

In the bedroom of Prince Su's Mansion, a lamp was placed on the table.

Mrs. Lu was very tired, and her skirt was even wet with sweat. She got down from the soft couch, straightened the thin pants and skirt that were stuck in the seam, and said with a smile:

"Your Majesty, how are you?"

Xu Buling's face turned blue, he just felt that he could not survive or die, and the Dragon Locking Gu that was suppressed by him was about to break out.

But Mrs. Lu had good intentions when she took massage seriously. She could not blame Mrs. Lu for her evil intentions. Xu Buling lay down for a moment to calm down and suppress the unknown fire, then he sat up and said with a smile:

"Not bad, um... I'd better let the maid do this kind of thing from now on. Aunt Lu is weak, is she exhausted?"

Mrs. Lu was indeed a little tired, and her arms were so sore. She put away the medicinal wine, wiped her hands and rubbed her arms, with a sense of accomplishment in her eyes:

"It's okay. The imperial doctor said that the medicinal wine is very strong and can only be used once every half month. I will just rest for a few days and be fine."

"It's really powerful..."

Xu Buring smiled softly, stood up and put on his robe, and helped Mrs. Lu to go out: "I'll take you back. You're sweating all over. You have something to do tomorrow, so go to bed early."

Mrs. Lu had just been chatting with Xu Buling for a long time. She was tired and thirsty now. Seeing that Xu Buling was also a little tired, she called Yue Nu in and said with a smile: "You should also go to bed early. I will go back by myself." But, I’ll come back and take you to Xiao’s house tomorrow.”

Xu Buling nodded with a smile and sent Mrs. Lu out of the corridor. His eyes glanced at Feng Fengyun's back with some disobedience, and his reason made him look away.

"What the hell kind of medicinal wine is this..."

Xu Buling frowned and turned his gaze to Xiao Manzhi, who was still sleeping soundly in the garden, and Ning Yuhe, who was meditating.

Steamed bun……

Xu Buring coughed lightly, rubbed his forehead, turned around and walked into the house, changed into a jet black robe, and then flew up to the eaves.

Ning Yuhe had not been in trance, thinking about random things. He raised his head when he heard the movement, looked at the apprentice who was walking on the roof, and said doubtfully:

"Ling'er, what's wrong?"

Xu Buling stood on the roof and blinked: "Well... go out and do some errands." After saying that, he disappeared on the eaves.

"Doing errands late at night?"

Ning Yuhe frowned and after a little calculation, it seemed that almost half a month had passed since the last time the Queen Mother went to see Furong...

! !

Ning Yuhe's eyes widened with a very strange expression, and he thought to himself: Could it be that your daughter is planning to bully the Queen Mother in the palace? How... how can this be done...

Ning Yuhe wanted to get up and follow him to persuade Xu Buling not to take the risk, but it seemed wrong to persuade Xu Buling. After hesitating for a moment, he just pretended that he hadn't seen anything and hugged Zhu Manzhi, who was sleeping soundly. In the house...

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The palace lantern swayed in the wind.

The charming beauty in a long black dress, leading Qiao'e to look dignified, walked briskly out of the lifeless Changle Palace.

Xiao Qi stood in the corridor and watched. The belt around her waist vividly outlined her gourd-like figure. A golden hairpin was inserted diagonally between Lingyun's buns. The golden hairpin held a pearl in its head, and her hands were folded on her waist. The dignified and noble character in his heart is revealed without any deliberate movements.

After the figure disappeared into the majestic palace city, Xiao Qi raised her hand to hook the hair beside her ears, lowered her head and unfolded her red phoenix robe to take a look, shook her head and smiled helplessly, then turned and walked towards the bedroom.

The palace maids who followed looked at the strong woman following the 'Queen Mother' and wondered why the Queen Mother and Miss Xiao had changed the maid. However, as palace maids, they naturally didn't want to say much about these things, so they followed behind honestly.

Xiao Qi walked under the eaves of the dormitory, tilted her head slightly, and said in a cold voice:

"I'm in a bad mood. Please go down and have a rest. You don't need to wait on me anymore."

"yes."

The maids wanted to get off work a long time ago, so they bowed slightly and ran away chattering.

Xiao Qi frowned slightly when she saw this unruly look, but the deep palace was already lifeless. It was wrong to force people into zombies just to enforce the rules. She didn't say much at the moment, but turned her head and looked at the personal maid:

"Lanhua, you should go and rest too. Nothing will happen in the Imperial City."

The sturdy Lan Hua nodded slightly and walked towards the house near the dormitory.

Xiao Qi entered the dormitory alone. Looking at the dazzling treasure shelves and the neatly arranged tools on the table, she seemed to be able to imagine her sister staying here alone and busy for a long night. She walked slowly to the Duobao shelf and looked at the handmade figures, ponies, and cars on it, with a bit of a smile in her eyes:

"The craftsmanship is really bad..."

After looking at it for a moment, Xiao Qi found that although there was a dazzling array of things, there was nothing that caught her eye. Xiao Qi was not yet sleepy, so she turned around and walked to the phoenix bed to sit down. Staring at the decorated but lifeless Nuo Da bedroom, she didn't know what to do for a while.

I used to be the head of the Xiao family in Huainan. I never relaxed for a quarter of an hour in many years. I was also driven almost crazy by the mountain of pressure. Over time, I got used to it. Suddenly arriving in this idle palace, after the initial sense of novelty dissipated, the whole world seemed to be filled with only dead silence.

Only at this moment did Xiao Qi realize with empathy what kind of life her sister, who was born to the same mother, had been living in the past ten years. If she really entered the palace, she would probably go crazy in two or three days. Apart from looking forward to reaching the end of her life soon, there seemed to be nothing she could look forward to.

Xiao Qi pursed her lips, her blood was connected, how could she not feel sorry for her biological sister, but her life was at the other extreme, not much better than her sister who suffered in the palace. Such is the way of the world, among the rivalries between noble families, emperors and generals, a person's life and death are insignificant, not to mention a little loneliness or pressure.

Xiao Qi sat by the bed for a while, not feeling sleepy at all. Maybe she wanted to experience her sister's daily life firsthand, so she stood up and walked around, looking along the objects on the shelf, and found a few from the corner of the dormitory. wine bottle. He knelt down and picked up a small silver pot, opened it, put it to his nose and smelled it, and a very special fragrance hit his nostrils.

"well……"

Xiao Qi's face was calm, but her heart was twitching. After thinking about it, she stood up and walked to the back window, poured the poisonous wine in the jug directly into the garden, threw the bottle away, and then walked back to the shelf. Examine the remaining flagons.

Fortunately, there was only one pot of poisonous wine, and the rest were the drinks from the 'Xinghua Brewing', 'Qingyu Brewing' and 'Duanyu Shao'.

Xiao Qi often hears about this "the best liquor in the world" from her customers. She just doesn't drink at all in order to keep her mind clear on weekdays, but tonight, it seems that she can temporarily forget about those machinations...

The silence at night is a bit scary, so quiet that you can't even feel the sound if you carefully feel it, as if the whole world is dead.

Xiao Qi was silent for a moment, picked up a pot of broken jade roast, walked to the bedside, squatted down and touched under the bed with her hands, and easily found the small box that the Queen Mother had tried to hide.

"After so many years, I haven't changed my habit of hiding things..."

Xiao Qi picked up the small box, walked to the soft couch and sat down. First she picked up the Duan Yushao and took a sip.

When the sake enters the throat, the heat rushes straight into the heart, like red-hot molten iron stirring in the stomach, making people tremble uncontrollably.

But it is this unbearable strong drink that makes people put aside all their thoughts and concentrate on the drink.

A layer of sweat appeared on Xiao Qi's forehead. She frowned and coughed twice. She finally understood why people in the world regarded this drink, which had no other characteristics besides being strong, as a fine wine that they should have a sip before they die.

The road to the world is long, and most of it is accompanied by loneliness. Only this kind of thing that is difficult to swallow can make people feel that they are still alive and not a walking corpse.

"call……"

Xiao Qi paused for a moment, then picked up the wine bottle and looked at it: "No wonder people in the world say that after one sip, you will never forget it... It's true..."

After taking another sip of Duan Yushao, Xiao Qi put down the wine bottle, opened the box and took a look at it - rice paper, purse, little man, fox tail.

The little figure carved out of wood was a young man who raised his hands and bowed. He looked very beautiful, and she couldn't recognize who it was.

After Xiao Qi looked at it for a few times, she put the wooden figure aside and picked up the fox tail - a white and fluffy tail, with a cone carved from mahogany at the top, a bit like a plug. It must not have been finished yet, as it was not polished fine enough. .

Xiao Qi thought for a long time with the fox tail, but couldn't figure out its use. She just thought it was part of a large object and put it back in the box. Then she picked up the purse next to it. After opening it, she poured out a red string wearing golden quail eggs.

"Um?"

Xiao Qi's blushing cheeks showed a bit of confusion. She took the golden quail egg and looked at it carefully. Then she held it to her ear and shook it. There was a slight sound of something turning inside. After pondering for a moment, she pinched the red rope with her hand and pulled it.

rustle--

Buzz buzz~~

The golden quail eggs shake, which is quite magical.

There was a bit of confusion on Xiao Qi's cheeks, she squinted her eyes and thought for a moment, then threw the golden quail eggs on the couch with a "Ah-", with a bit of annoyance in her eyes, after thinking about it, she took it out as if avoiding a snake or scorpion. He took out his handkerchief, put the golden quail eggs back into his purse, and threw them into the box.

"This Xiang'er... is all a mess..."

Xiao Qi's eyes were strange, her brows furrowed slightly, she was silent for a moment, then sighed again, raised her hand to pick up a stack of rice paper, opened it and glanced at it, but she was stunned after this glance.

"When autumn comes on the eighth day of the ninth month, when my flowers have bloomed, hundreds of flowers will be killed. Chang'an will be filled with incense, and the city will be filled with golden armor... Who wrote this anti-poem..."

"Glow-in-the-dark cup of fine grape wine. If you want to drink Pipa, please hurry up..."

"The east wind blows thousands of trees and flowers into bloom at night. It also blows down stars like rain..."

Xiao Qi's eyes gradually became serious, and she carefully looked at the poem manuscript in her hand. She never expected that her sister had hidden so many poems that were rare in the world. She knows that Xiang'er likes poetry and talents, but she likes them anyway. Where did she get these poems that have never been spread out? There is no such talent in her memory...

After casually browsing, Xiao Qi's eyes became more and more surprised. It was obvious that these poems were not written by one person, but each of them was a masterpiece that could only be seen in a century. The person who wrote these poems was not like this world at all. people.

It's quiet at night and the lights are quiet.

Xiao Qi, who was wearing a bright red phoenix skirt, gradually leaned on the soft couch. She held a wine bottle in one hand and put the poem manuscript on her lap. She read it carefully one by one. The only sound left in the room was the rustling of papers...