The prince is very fierce

The night rain continued.

In the corridor, after Xiaowan returned to her room, Xu Buling stood up and walked into the wing room, poured out Xiaowan's bath water, and fetched hot water for himself, taking a comfortable bath.

There were no servants in the palace, and Xu Buling didn't want to be served by the brothers of the Xiliang Army who had been marching for days. He did everything himself, which felt good.

After washing up, Xu Buling walked out of the room, passed by Cui Xiaowan's window, and tilted his head to look at her. There was a candle in the room. Cui Xiaowan, wearing a nightgown, sat upright beside the dressing table, with narrow shoulders and round hips and a graceful back. She held a small mahogany plaque in her hand and was carefully engraving the word "正", which had already become "正".

Except for the afternoon when he secretly glanced at Xiaobai Mantou by the Baihe River, the remaining time was when he was rushing to Beijing overnight. At first, Cui Xiaowan sat on Xu Buling's horse to protect him closely to avoid accidents. Riding on the same horse meant they were close to each other, and the horse was bumping and dawdling, so Cui Xiaowan accidentally reacted. Although she didn't say anything, she ran to Ning Qingye's horse when she stopped to rest.

Xu Buling already knew what Cui Xiaowan meant by carving these, and felt a little innocent. But before he said anything, Cui Xiaowan noticed it. She looked back at the dressing table, looked at Xu Buling, then looked at her buttocks, and then turned back and started carving "Zhengyi".

"Well, I'm just passing by."

Xu Buling walked past the window without looking around. Just after he took a few steps, Cui Xiaowan got up and ran to the window and closed it.

Xu Buling shook his head and sighed, and came to the bedroom in the main house angrily.

The bedroom was still the same as before, with simple furnishings, only a bed, a desk and a wardrobe.

When Xu Buling first arrived here, he was poisoned and his life was in danger. He was alone with only Lao Xiao by his side. He lived here with trepidation and confusion for more than a year.

Now when he stepped into this bedroom again, Xu Buling looked up and suddenly felt a little like a different world.

Unconsciously, there was already a big family around him.

Looking at the lonely bed, Xu Buling really didn't want to lie down again. After all, he was trapped in Chang'an that year, and he was afraid to fall asleep. In the middle of the night, he woke up several times in the heart-piercing pain when the poison took effect. The memories were not worth remembering.

After a little hesitation, Xu Buling closed the door again and turned to walk outside the east wing.

The lights in the room had long been extinguished, and only a steady breathing sound rose and fell in the room.

Xu Buling wanted to raise his hand to knock on the door, but he felt that it was not good to wake up the quiet night, so he silently opened the bolt and walked in.

The east wing was where Yuhe and Manzhi lived before. There were some things Manzhi bought, such as chivalry and sculpture books, in it. Manzhi was carried away by Yuhe when she was half asleep. She didn't have time to pack them up. They were not important items, so they were left here. Ning Qingye had packed them and was ready to take them back to Manzhi when she left.

On the bed on the inside, Ning Qingye was wearing a snow-white nightgown and had closed her eyes and was sleeping. Her moon-like eyebrows and cheeks were as white as frost, exuding a different kind of tranquility in the faint light. Even if it was raining in summer, the temperature was not low. She only covered her stomach with a thin blanket to prevent catching a cold. Her clothes were half open, revealing the lotus embroidery and a touch of snow under her collarbone.

Xu Buling glanced at her, then quietly closed the door, walked to the embroidered bed, and lay down on the pillow with her clothes on.

No matter how light the movement was, the weight of an adult man was always there, and the bed board sank a little.

Ning Qingye felt something was wrong in her sleep, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.

The four eyes met, so close. ? !

Ning Qingye woke up with a startled look, first blank, then stunned, then ashamed. Without thinking, she raised her hand and slapped him.

Xu Buling held Ning Qingye's hand lightly, tilted his head and smiled:

"Sorry, I woke you up."

"You..."

Ning Qingye's eyes were shocked and angry, but he was panicking. She frantically tried to break free and said coldly:

"Asshole, what are you going to do? Let me go..."

Xu Buling leaned on the pillow, hugged Ning Qingye in his arms, and said calmly: "The house is too big, I'm afraid you'll be scared sleeping alone, so I came to accompany you, don't think too much."

Ning Qingye didn't believe this nonsense, she struggled a few times, but couldn't get up, so she could only pull up the blanket, cover her neck, and forcefully pry Xu Buling's fingers:

"Xu Buling, you're too much... I said during the day that if you want to marry me, you should propose marriage in a dignified manner. Marry me, how can you force me..."

Xu Buling looked calm and closed his eyes:

"I just hug you, nothing else."

Ning Qingye tried her best but couldn't escape Xu Buling's arms. She could only put on a cold look and stare at Xu Buling:

"Let go!"

"No."

"Will you let go!"

"No."

...

After going back and forth like this for a few times, Ning Qingye was at a loss for words. She couldn't use soft tactics if she couldn't force him, and she didn't know how to do it. She could only keep her glaring posture and refused to lean on Xu Buling's arms.

Xu Buling raised his hand and pressed Ning Qingye's cheek, letting her lean on his shoulder: "It's late, go to bed."

Ning Qingye bit her lower lip tightly. She was born with an independent and tough personality. She refused to show her weakness in front of Xu Buling. She could only raise her hand and hammer Xu Buling's chest, closing her eyes and pretending to be out of sight.

After a moment...

"Your hand!"

"Just touching it, it's not the first time."

"You..."

Ning Qingye knew that if she gave in again, she would become a young woman tomorrow. She couldn't pry open the hand inside her clothes, so she bit Xu Buling's shoulder with great force.

"Hiss"

Xu Buling quickly pulled his hand back from the lotus bellyband and patted Ning Qingye's shoulder:

"Let go, let go, it's just a joke, don't take it seriously."

"Woo..."

Ning Qingye was not a woman who would accept it, so she bit and didn't let go, staring at Xu Buling with a slightly fierce look.

Xu Buling had no choice but to let go: "Okay, let's go to sleep. I'm tired after a busy day. I won't toss anymore." He closed his eyes.

Ning Qingye bit Xu Buling's shoulder and stared at him for a long time. After making sure that Xu Buling would not push any further, he let go at lightning speed, rolled twice to the innermost side of the bed, wrapped himself in a thin blanket, and leaned against the wall like a caterpillar, with a vigilant look.

Xu Buling had been running around for a day or two and was really tired. He didn't really want to do anything to Qingye, so he closed his eyes and didn't move, looking like he was going to sleep.

Ning Qingye stared at him for a while, and seeing that Xu Buling was really asleep, she wanted to get up and sneak out, but as soon as she moved, Xu Buling reacted and seemed to wake up. She could only keep this posture and close her eyes and pretend to sleep.

The sound of rain was dense outside the window, and the house was silent.

The young man and woman kept this strange posture, lying opposite each other, seemingly asleep, but obviously not sleepy. Every once in a while, the man turned over dishonestly in his sleeping posture, rolled a little inside, until he finally squeezed into the corner, his hands and feet were restless.

The woman woke up from time to time, with a bit of shame and anger in her eyes, and it was obvious that the man was asleep, and she didn't dare to wake him up, so she could only close her eyes resigned to her fate, out of sight, out of mind...