In order to protect and harbor Xie Fu, Xiuyun did not hesitate to taint her chastity. Yan Yu now believed that Xiuyun was somewhat sincere. You must know that women are secretive and cherish their own reputation, let alone Xiuyun, a young lady who is not married to Yunying.
Since Xiuyun is trustworthy, Yan Yu will expose his identity as a traitor. Now he will find Mr. Xie to find out. He smiled and said: "What are you talking about? Mr. Xie, where is Mr. Xie now?"
Xiuyun was surprised when he heard this.
Yan Yu smiled and said, "Can't you see it yet?"
Xiuyun immediately understood that Mr. Xie was blind, so how could he come here alone? There must be someone to help him.
Could it be that he came to have a private meeting with Sister Yan Yu? It turned out that he was not looking for me, and his heart suddenly felt sour.
wrong! It makes sense that he is here to see the young lady.
Yan Yu saw the change in Xiuyun's face and said, "Stop guessing. Where is Mr. Xie now? He is blind. If he bumps into Madam, there is no room for recovery."
The two women communicated and exchanged information, and they finally figured out what was going on.
Yan Yu made a decision immediately: "Xiuyun, let's search separately. Once we find him, we will take the young master out of the courtyard first, and then I will send him away from the mausoleum."
Xiuyun nodded, turned around and left.
Yan Yu suddenly said again: "By the way, don't shout out this thank you. If others hear it, it can be deceived."
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Wash your hair, sprinkle your body, sprinkle your feet, and sprinkle your hands.
Sometimes aristocratic women take a really long bath, as slowly as writing or painting.
The mother and daughter were chatting in the bath, laughing and having fun, and they were quite harmonious.
Fu Xie, who was hiding under the water, listened and saw the kindness, tenderness, maturity and tolerance behind Mrs. Wang's noble indifference.
Thinking of Mrs. Wang being very unkind to me, I felt a desire in my heart, if only she would be like this to me.
Wanzhi is her daughter, and every mother treats her daughter with love and gentleness.
But a son-in-law can be considered half a son-in-law.
Is half that far behind?
"Mom, you should go out for more walks. If you stay in the house every day, you will get bored sooner or later."
Wang Wanzhi reminded her in a subtle way, mother, you should step out and stop being immersed in the sadness of your father's death.
Sima Yunxue smiled faintly: "It's better to be bored in the house than to be exposed to the sun outside."
Seeing that her mother was not interested, Wang Wanzhi thought about what could interest her, and suddenly said happily: "By the way, Mr. Jiao is going to hold a flute exchange meeting in Jinling on November 1st this month. Why don't you go and have a look, mother?"
Sima Yunxue smiled and shook her head. Apart from seeing Fu Xie, she was not interested in anything now.
Wang Wanzhi said unwillingly: "Don't my mother like Mr. Jiao very much? Mr. Jiao only comes to Jinling once in three years. This is a rare opportunity. The flute can relieve the heart. Maybe the sound of Mr. Jiao's flute can relieve my mother's sadness."
Jiao Shen is a master of the Northern School of Hengdi and has been studying the sound of Fengdi for nearly sixty years.
When she was a child, her mother took her to listen to Mr. Jiao's flute. Wang Wanzhi still remembers her mother's intoxication.
If there is anyone whom my mother admires and admires, Mr. Jiao is one of them.
After listening to Wang Wanzhi's words, Sima Yunxue asked herself, what hope do I have.
It's also good to listen to your favorite flute before leaving. If you stay in the house and worry about it, it's better to go outside to distract yourself.
Wang Wanzhi saw her mother's expression relaxed and said softly: "My daughter should have accompanied her, but it's a pity that she can't leave during her filial piety. I'll ask Yan Yu to accompany you, mother, okay?"
Sima Yunxue smiled and said, "No need, I'll just ask Xiuyun Xiuling to follow. Yan Yu will stay with you to take care of you."
Seeing that her mother had agreed, Wang Wanzhi smiled happily: "That's great."
When Fu Xie heard this, he was secretly happy. It turns out that Mrs. Wang likes to listen to the flute. Playing the flute is a special skill that I don't reveal easily.
Now I can do whatever I want, and I don’t know if I will be treated differently because of it. Thinking of this, Xie Fu felt a vague expectation in his heart.
Sima Yunxue couldn't help but look at Shuiyue in the pool. It would be great if he was with her. I wonder what insights he would have after listening to it, and whether he could hear the resonance of the master's music.
When I wave my hand, all the men in the world bow down, but you can't do it, you can't even say it.
I feel very happy to see you, but I force myself to pretend to be cold and hate you.
Sima Yunxue felt vaguely uncomfortable thinking that Fu Xie was very prejudiced against her behind her back.
This man is still hiding in the room, waiting to meet his beautiful lady and spend the night together.
Based on her understanding of Xie Fu, if it was her own desire to relieve the pain of lovesickness, he would be able to hold it back.
Taking such a big risk is probably more out of concern for Wanzhi.
It's so heartbreaking.
Sima Yunxue looked at Wang Wanzhi gently and asked, "Do you miss him?"
When her mother suddenly said something like this, Wang Wanzhi couldn't react and blurted out: "What?"
Sima Yunxue smiled and didn't name her. Who else can you think of?
At this time, Wang Wanzhi also reacted, lowered his head a little embarrassed, and said softly: "I want to..."
There is nothing to hide in front of her mother, and she also needs to express her deep affection with Xie Fu in front of her mother.
This soft thought reached Xie Fu's ears across the water, and immediately made Xie Fu excited and his blood boiled.
Wanzhi, I'm right next to you, less than a foot away from you. If Mrs. Wang hadn't been there, he would have hugged Wanzhi tightly right away.
All words and actions were forgotten in an instant.
Sima Yunxue chuckled: "How much do you want?"
Wang Wanzhi made a sound in her heart. She was thinking a lot. Naturally, she was thinking a lot about how her mother could ask such a question.
She responded slightly shyly: "I want to see him right away."
Such an answer can be regarded as expressing deep thoughts.
Sima Yunxue asked gently: "Do you just want to see him?"
Wang Wanzhi was slightly surprised, why her mother's questions were getting more and more strange.
Sima Yunxue chuckled, but said euphemistically without saying anything clearly: "I see that the two of you are like glue once you meet. It's hard to separate."
The mother's words were a bit abrupt, but mother and daughter just whispered things that couldn't be said in front of outsiders. Women's matters, from this point of view, it was normal.
Wang Wanzhi didn't answer, but her pretty face became more and more rosy.
Sima Yunxue smiled slightly: "Wanzhi, the bride will inevitably see her husband, so there is no need to be embarrassed in front of her mother. Besides, haven't you already been with him..."
Xie Fu, who was under the water, was surprised when he heard this. It turned out that Mrs. Wang knew that Wan Zhi and I were married.
Is it because of this that he hates me so much and regards me as a wild and unruly man?
The situation at that time... I will find an opportunity to explain it to Mrs. Wang in the future, so as not to prevent her from really thinking of me as that kind of person.
But how should I speak to her like this? It would be more appropriate to use Wanzhi's eloquence.
Wan Zhi was already embarrassed: "Mother, stop talking."
