Chapter Forty-Eight: The Queen Mother?

The first rays of sunlight shine on the sea of flowers in the early morning, and in early spring, they are already showing thousands of purples and reds.

In the wooden house hung with red silk, the red candles burned out, the sake had been drunk and poured on the table, the floor was a little messy, the trousers and red skirts were thrown everywhere, and the belly pocket embroidered with gorgeous peonies was even placed on the swing, which may have been accidentally left behind when the two people were playing on the swing.

The warm morning light entered through the window of the wooden house, and sprinkled on the large, somewhat frightening bed, and Xu Buling lay in the center, and when he looked at it, it looked like he was lying in a sea of red, even if he was slender and tall, he could only occupy a small place.

The morning air was fresh and pleasant, Xu Buling took a deep breath and exhaled again, and his eyes were not intoxicated by the flowers and candles in the cave room, but with a little helplessness.

said that it was a cave room, but in fact, it was completely his aunt.

Lu Hongluan said that she was not afraid to come casually, but a woman who had not experienced personnel, where could she take what she said seriously, let alone cooperate, she began to cry and cry in three or two clicks.

Xu Buling was already distressed, where did he dare to go too far, he coaxed gently and gently for a long time, and finally coaxed him, Lu Hongluan began to train him again, saying what "I said it's okay, how you treat Xiang'er, just treat me as ......", Xu Buling can only be obedient, hard work, and complain, but after three or two strokes, he began to call grievances again.

Just like that, the cycle continued, braking sharply for a while and sprinting for a while, almost killing Xu Buling.

But the experience is still very good, both physical and psychological, it is really addictive.

Xu Buling hooked the corners of his mouth and glanced at it.

Lu Hongluan lay on Xu Buling's arm, and all the emotions that had been pressed in his heart for many years were released, and all the worries and entanglements were completely let go at the moment when the water and milk blended, and the whole person seemed to be ten years younger. At this time, his cheeks were against his chest, his eyes were closed and he was breathing softly, and his cheeks were still a little flushed, looking ripe and beautiful.

Xu Buling lowered his head and glanced a few times, his heart was a little itchy, he gently lifted the edge of the futon, glanced inside a few times, and his hand also poked in.

"Hmm~......"

Lu Hongluan noticed it, frowned slightly, and instinctively pushed it down, before slowly opening his eyes.

Seeing the familiar face and the smile, Lu Hongluan's eyes were a little dazed, and he came to his senses after a while, his face was hot, and he turned around slowly in the futon, facing the other side, leaving Xu Buling with the back of his head:

"Heartless, heartless...... Bai has taken care of you for so many years......"

The tone is a bit aggrieved and complaining.

Xu Buling leaned in and glanced at him, and said softly:

"Didn't you say that I would bully you as much as I bullied Xiang'er?"

Lu Hongluan wrapped the futon tightly and raised his eyes to point to the swing in the room:

"I let you treat everyone equally, who told you to carry me and run away? It's just ...... I haven't heard Xiang'er say that you ...... her like this."

Xu Buling was a little funny, knowing that Lu Hongluan was deliberately making a fuss and covering up his embarrassment, and he didn't make meaningless excuses, so he comforted softly:

"It's still early, you can sleep a little longer."

Lu Hongluan closed his eyes and did not answer, looking arrogant like 'I don't want to deal with 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 put them in the tray.

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

"You are not allowed to go, you go back to the palace, if I don't get up, they will laugh at me...... I squinted for a while and got up. ”

Xu Buling knew that Lu Hongluan would definitely not be able to 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 sat down, and said softly:

"I'll be outside, let's go back later."

"Hmm."

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The sun rises in the east, the back house of King Su's mansion is busy, the kitchen mist is steaming, the maids are walking back and forth with various utensils, and the girls in each courtyard also get up early and greet each other.

Zhu Manzhi is the most lively on weekdays, but it is obviously not too presumptuous to stay in the palace, and it is a little uncomfortable to maintain the appearance of a good lady, so he secretly ran to find the nightingale and asked if there was anything interesting in Suzhou City.

Nightingale grew up in Suzhou since he was a child, and he was naturally familiar with it, knowing that Manzhi couldn't stay in the high-walled compound, so he pulled a group of little sisters and ran out of the palace from the back door.

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

Xiao Qi's workaholic temperament, although he has not yet married into the Xu family, he already regards himself as a member of the Xu family. After getting up in the morning and finishing breakfast, he came to the chamber of the palace to learn about Xiliang's current family background and discuss the recent situation between the two countries from King Su and his staff.

Xiao Xiang'er has been in the palace for ten years, and it has become a habit to go to bed late and get up late, and she usually gets up when the sun basks her buttocks. But the good girlfriend became a real sister with her last night, so she can't be neglected for such a big thing.

was 'caught and raped in bed' by Lu Hongluan before, Xiao Xianger was not less laughed at by Lu Hongluan's yin and yang, she changed from a dignified and festive queen mother to a broken jar and a broken 'handicraft expert', there is a big reason why Lu Hongluan came out sour, and finally dragged her girlfriend into the water, how can you miss the opportunity to be anti-customer-oriented?

As soon as it was dawn, Xiao Xiang'er got up from the boudoir, cleaned up beautifully, and then dragged Qiao'e, who had the same schedule as her, from the bed and went down to the kitchen to stew soup.

Qiao'e and Xiao Xiang'er are the same age, and they have been by their side since they were children, and when they saw that their young lady was busy cooking, she thought about it and sighed quietly:

"Miss, this is unfair, Miss, you have been wronged."

Xiao Xiang'er wore an apron on her body, humming a little song back and forth in the spacious kitchen, and said incomprehensibly:

"How am I wronged?"

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

"The identity of the young lady cannot see the light, and she can only appear with the same identity as the eldest lady. Mrs. Lu is different, now that she has remarried, she is even the wife of the little prince. ”

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 were slightly resentful: "There is a difference." Mrs. Lu married the little prince, and the happiest thing was the moon slave, she was a marrying maid, and she naturally followed the remarriage of the young lady, who didn't sleep last night, and came over at night to sour me. I still sleep with you in the 'Queen Mother's Mausoleum', and I don't have a chance to remarry, so I can't compare to the moon slave, I'm your personal maid, why am I not as good as Mrs. Lu's maid......"

Xiao Xiang'er blinked, but understood:

"That's what I said, I almost forgot about this, you're not too young, you want to get married, right?"

Qiao'e chopped vegetables for a moment, and smiled a little shyly:

"If I can accompany the young lady, the maid will be satisfied, and I don't want to marry......"

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

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

"Let him pick a mighty little general for you in the Xiliang Army, my maid, naturally I have to be a wife, and I promise to envy the girl of the dead moon slave......"

Qiao'e's expression froze, and after being stunned for a moment, she quickly shook her head:

"If you can't be by Miss's side, Qiao'e would rather never marry for the rest of her life...... I'm just talking about it casually, and I don't mean to get married. ”

Xiao Xiang'er was a little surprised: "Don't you want to arrange a little general for you?" When a maid is stupid? ”

"Not stupid...... It's just reluctant Miss, don't say it, the pot is dry......"

"Oh......"

Xiao Xiang'er has been clothed and fed since she was a child, where can she cook, so she hurriedly ran over to add water and boil soup.

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

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

Xiao Xiang'er sat in the carriage, secretly thinking about how to mock her best friend later, she knew Lu Hongluan best, she didn't have a sour temperament, she must have suffered a lot of sins in order to compare with her last night, and she would definitely not be able to get up in the morning. It's still early, maybe you can meet in front of the bride...... It's kind of exciting to think about......

Qiao'e was listlessly wrapped in a food box, sat in front of Xiao Xiang'er, and wanted to mention the matter of serving the bed several times, but it was obviously not easy to speak. She is the identity of a maid, and her status will not change much after she sleeps, and according to the young lady's arrangement, if she picks a military attache of four or five grades in Xiliang to marry as a wife, it will directly fly on the branches and become a phoenix. Clear-eyed people know how to choose, but the little prince is currently male, and she is reluctant to accompany the young lady since childhood, how can 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 went, a camel bell rang outside the carriage, and the voice of a woman chanting poetry came:

"The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, a lonely city and ten thousand mountains. Why should Qiang Di complain about the willows, the spring breeze does not pass the Yumen Pass......"

The voice is sweet and light, with a little childishness, just like the fairy of the mountains and forests who does not eat the fireworks of the world, singing according to the pool, very recognizable, as long as you listen to it once, you will basically never forget it in this life.

The two masters and servants in the carriage sat up at the same time when they heard this, slightly puzzled, and then turned pale at the same time, revealing an expression of 'hell, hell, hell'.

Qiao'e has been a palace maid in the palace for ten years, and as a female official of Changle Palace, she naturally went to the queen's palace to ask for peace.

Not to mention Xiao Xiang'er, as the queen mother, if she can't even hear her daughter-in-law's voice, then her ears will be white.

Xiao Xiang'er's eyes were stunned and surprised, hesitated, hurriedly opened the curtain, and glanced out - on the straight official road, two big camels walked slowly, and the carriage of Su Wangfu caught up from behind, just passing by. Walking on the back of a camel, a beautiful woman in a floral dress sat on her side between the humps, wearing a wreath made of flower branches on her head, looking out into the wilderness and chanting poetry softly. There was a rope attached to the camel, and behind it was a dustpan made of rattan, and the little black dog hung his head and sat on it to be supported and walked, staring at the master of the camel without love.

Xiao Xiang'er lifted the curtain, and the height of the window was level with the woman on the camel, but when she saw a side face, her body shook violently.

This...... How is this possible......

Cui Xiaowan rode a camel slowly, and out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that the curtain of the passing carriage was lifted, and someone was staring at her, and she also glanced back.

Looking at each other, the desolate desert world seemed to be frozen at this moment.

"Queen Cui?!"

"The queen mother? Why are you here? ”

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

"Aren't you dead too...... Cremation ......"

After an inexplicable brief conversation, there was a complete silence between heaven and earth, and even the carriage and camel stopped......