When the warriors of Chang'an City were discussing the 'Ten Martial Warriors', Guozijian had already resumed classes, and the literati from Xiangqing Gao were naturally not interested in fighting bravely, and everything was normal in Guozijian.

Song Yu, the king of Yan, walked out of the study house of the poor students with the books in his hand, and slowly returned to the small courtyard behind the Guozijian.

Liu Yunlin stood outside the courtyard gate with two baskets of rice paper and waited, as inconspicuous as a porter at the bottom of the market, nodding his head when he met people.

Song Yu entered the bare peach grove and put down the books in the tea house. Liu Yunlin carried the basket and followed him into the courtyard, turned around and closed the door, and then followed to the teahouse, bowed and said:

"Lord Wang, last night a thief sneaked into the imperial city and entered the Taiji Palace, his skills are extremely high, and Chen Daoping and others searched all night without being caught."

Song Yu tossed the teapot on the small stove, shook his head and chuckled:

"If you don't let this character really haven't changed, you dare to take risks if you have a clue, it's just that the masters of the Imperial City are like clouds, and the lock dragon Gu is in your body, and it is difficult to climb to the sky if you want to go in front of the imperial brother."

Liu Yunlin frowned, knelt opposite Song Yu, and pondered a little:

"According to the news that came, last night Xu Buling was in Yingchun Tower, and he beat General Liu's son, not like a thief who entered the palace."

"Hmph-" Song Yu shook his head: "Jia Yi's news has just been delivered to him, and Jia Yi died in the harem, who else can enter the palace to meet the Son of Heaven at this time?" ”

"That's right...... Now that Xu Buling has learned that the Lock Dragon Gu is in the hands of the Holy Lord, but the Imperial City is heavily guarded, and it is impossible for Xu Buling to approach the Holy Lord even if he has the ability to reach the sky, what is the significance of what the prince has done? ”

Song Yu picked up the teacup and took a sip: "Martial arts are spiritual, and one block a thousand is not a waste of fame." I didn't go to the imperial study last night, just because there was still a roundabout place, and I planned to retreat if I didn't succeed. When there is no way out of a desperate situation, there is a chance to fight for your life. ”

Liu Yunlin frowned, and was silent for a while: "Hmm...... Lock the dragon Gu locks the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and the strong action qi goes all out, and the muscles and veins will inevitably be broken and the lungs and intestines will be injured, and if you are lucky not to die, you will also be a wasted person...... If you don't make it to death, I'm afraid you won't take this step. ”

Song Yu's voice was flat: "In the winter of the previous year, I was hit by the Lock Dragon Gu in the Wei River, and counting the time, there is still at most half a year before the Gu poison enters the heart and lungs. Gu poison likes cold and heat, and this year's Dragon Boat Festival will make it difficult to get through. ”

Liu Yunlin nodded and recalled slightly: "Dragon Boat Festival...... The queen mother, it seems to be the time of the Dragon Boat Festival......"

Before he finished speaking, Song Yu's eyes were slightly cold, and a little bit of the teacup in his hand spilled, dripping into the teahouse, and a little white mist appeared.

Liu Yunlin's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly bowed: "My subordinates know their mistakes...... What's next? ”

"Xu Buling is definitely not a person who stoops to endure humiliation, and when the backlog of anger is enough, he will naturally be angry. Before the Dragon Boat Festival, the proper beating and beating, how resentful it is now, how ruthless it is when it fights to the death......"

"No!"

Liu Yunlin nodded seriously and retreated silently......

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At the same time, the annex of Jinghua Garden on Kuishou Street.

Xu Buling stooped down and endured the humiliation, lying on the roof of Mrs. Lu's boudoir, lifting the tiles a little crack, and checking the situation below.

After breakfast in the morning, Xu Buling went back to the courtyard and hid, preparing to put his belly pocket back in place when Mrs. Lu went out, so as not to ruin the image of a righteous gentleman in Aunt Lu's heart.

It's a pity that I squatted on the roof for nearly two hours and didn't find a chance. Mrs. Lu is widowed at home, and it is common for her not to go out for ten days and half a month, most of them embroider on the terrace of the water pavilion, or go around the yard, and occasionally practice court dance and fitness with the maids.

But today, for some reason, Mrs. Lu didn't leave the boudoir after breakfast, and hid in the room alone to get the maid out, standing in front of the portrait of the Queen Mother and pondering.

Xu Buling thought that Mrs. Lu was watching the picture scroll, but the scene he saw made him laugh.

After Mrs. Lu looked at the scroll, she walked to the desk to grind the pen, stood in front of the portrait with a large brush, and raised her hand to prepare to paint.

Xu Buling was shocked to see it, if this was to add two beards to the Queen Mother, it would be a big deal if the Queen Mother knew about it. But he hid on the roof and couldn't stop it.

Fortunately, after Mrs. Lu hesitated a few times, she still gave up this ridiculous idea and put the pen back. looked left and right in front of the portrait, sometimes with his chest up, twisting his waist and lifting his hips, obviously comparing it with the portrait of the Queen Mother.

Maybe I felt that I was at a loss without makeup, so I sat in front of the dressing table and combed it carefully for half an hour, dotted my lips and eyebrows, and took out the precious hairpin earrings that I was usually reluctant to bring and put them on, and the dress was gorgeous and moving.

Xu Buling was funny lying on the roof and looking at it. It seems that Aunt Lu is still the reputation of the Queen Mother 'Xuanhe Bakui', in his opinion, Aunt Lu and the Queen Mother have their own advantages, the Queen Mother is as juicy as water tofu, and Mrs. Lu is soft and mellow......

Thinking of this, Xu Buling frowned slightly—how did I know so clearly? After all, the Queen Mother has experienced it firsthand, and Aunt Lu is innocent......

Just when she was confused, Mrs. Lu in the boudoir finished dressing up, got up and looked at the bronze mirror for a moment, then looked down at the blue dress on her body, maybe she thought it was too ordinary, turned around and walked to the wardrobe and opened the cabinet door.

Xu Buling's heart tightened.

Fortunately, Mrs. Lu only took a skirt on the upper floor, and closed the cabinet door without checking the private items covered by the red cloth.

Xu Buling secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately saw Mrs. Lu walk behind the screen, that is, under his nose, and untie the strap of the blue skirt.

Because there was a stove in the house, Mrs. Lu was just wearing a single skirt. The girdle was unfastened, and the blue skirt slid down the figure, revealing the shoulders and moon-white belly pocket.

The wind and charm are beautiful.

“……”

Xu Buling hurriedly turned his gaze away, looked at the garden of Jinghua Garden, and made an appearance of disrespect.

Just in the blink of an eye, I saw the palace maid hugging back and forth, carrying a sedan chair.

The Queen Mother is here......

(⊙_⊙; )

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