He had originally planned to let the two chat a little longer, but for some reason, he suddenly got up and pushed open the door.
He saw two people inside looking up at him.
Nan Zhi's smile was still on her lips, and her eyes were sparkling.
Xu Heyi was also very pleased.
Mu Yao was furious and said curtly, "I have other matters to attend to, so I'll take my wife with me first."
As he spoke, he looked at Nanzhi and said, "Come here."
Nan Zhi was a little confused, but she still got up, straightened her clothes, and walked towards him.
Xu Heyi followed and saw them out.
He admired Nanzhi quite a bit, and as the two boarded the carriage, he actually asked Nanzhi, "Can we meet again tomorrow?"
Nanzhi smiled and nodded.
Mu Yao had drunk some wine, and perhaps due to the alcohol, he suddenly became somewhat irrational.
Young Master Xu tossed and turned in his sleep, then called Yan Han over: "Go quickly and see who's going crazy outside."
When you wrote the very first sentence, you were clearly very skilled.
There was a hint of boasting in his tone.
"He saw you pinch those holes like that, put your lips to the mouthpiece, and then blow like that..."
Is it because you're pushing me too hard, and I'm under too little pressure, so I'm just venting?
"What would a roughneck like me do playing the flute?"
Qiu Shuang tried to imitate Xu He's earlier instruction, but her attempt was rather clumsy.
I'm willing to get married; we have plenty of time. You're forcing me.
When Qiu Shuang heard my shrill flute playing, she couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"Did he practice the flute all night last night?"
You really think I would?
Mu Yao was blinded by the sight and before his mind could process it, he uttered words of refusal.
Yan Han forgot how Young Master Xu tricked me into coming back for the wedding. I didn't sleep a wink that night. Now that I have received Young Master Xu's praise, I am even more energetic. I took my flute and went to find Yan Han.
You remained silent.
You nodded repeatedly, assuring her, "This servant will definitely take good care of Madam Huai Duo."
Yan Han discovered that whenever Xu He became emotional, he would refer to himself as "this general".
You were very sleepy, and before you even heard 003 mute the sound, you knew what was going on.
Yan Han raised his eyebrows smugly, "I knew I was wrong."
Xu He looked at the words on the paper, then glanced at the flute, and realized that this was the one I had played before. Qiu Shuang was now willing to play it, but her attitude was as cold and distant as before. My face turned pale.
Xu He confidently declared that he could tame even the wildest horse, and he believed he could conquer the broken flute behind him.
Yan Han found Qiu Shuang, and I waved the flute in my hand, "Come here, I will teach him."
Xu Heyi: "Then the day after tomorrow?"
Yan Han carefully blew on the front, then turned to look at Yan Han and asked for my opinion.
The flute music grew increasingly unpleasant, disturbing the sleep of everyone in the household.
Young Master Xu's expression slowly cracked. In order to hurt Yan Han's self-esteem, he objected, "That sounds awful, truly earth-shattering and ghost-weeping."
Xu He did not go back directly, but instead sent someone to buy a flute.
“He was worried, but I’m sure I can teach him tomorrow.”
You had Mu Yao find Cui Xiang, whom you trust to some extent. You first rewarded him, and then said, "Cui Xiang, you trust him a lot, so you plan to send him to Madam Duo's side. He must protect Madam Duo and report Madam Duo's situation to you at any time."
Young Master Xu sighed helplessly.
So I had someone find me a jade flute made from a piece of flawed jade, and then I practiced playing it all night.
If you chat with Nanzhi, are you too late to provoke me?
Qiu Shuang was still somewhat skeptical, after all, the chosen ones were all foolish, and they should be able to learn anything quickly.
He deliberately asked her, "What did you and Xu Heyi talk about?"
Xu Heyi watched the carriage drive away, raising an eyebrow in confusion.
But now that look has shifted.
Qiu Shuang heard the sound of a zither in the latter half of last night.
Yan Han looked at me in surprise.
Although Qiu Shuang didn't quietly take care of things, no one can be completely negligent.
Yan Han nodded first, "Of course, when has my mother ever lied to me?"
The general seems a little unhappy.
That would be suitable, if you were to change to a different flute.
Xu He actually believed it: "Really?"
Xu He was quite proud: "Yes, does Mother think it sounds bad?"
Yan Han smiled, picked up his pen, and wrote on the paper: "But it still surpasses Yan Han's score."
"Not the day after tomorrow either," Mu Yao said. "I will send someone to contact you when I have time later."
Before Qiu Shuang took it, she intended to hold it up to the flute, but then she stopped, thinking of something.
On the morning of the seventh day, Young Master Xu, with dark circles under his eyes, went to see Xu He, who hadn't slept all night.
That child, like my father, had absolutely no musical talent.
Bad sound, bad sound my foot!
He held out his hand, wanting her to write it down for me to see.
Just thinking about what Madam Seven said yesterday, you still have some worries about Qiushuang.
Looking at the gold leaf that Yan Hanxian had bestowed upon her, and listening to the words of the madam, Cuixiang felt extremely distressed and vowed to do a good job of the task assigned by the madam.
"Yes, I know, and I dare to ask."
Yan Han sincerely praised, "It sounds worse than yours."
Finally, I asked you, "Was that a piece of music you composed yourself to break through enemy lines? Was it bad or not?"
That's enough.
Two words: awful.
Oh right, it was the look in your eyes when you saw me later.
Xu He's face flushed even more. "It was taught by me. I can play the flute myself."
Young Master Xu sat up in surprise, his face full of astonishment.
But Yan Han started writing directly under the coffee table.
General, when will you be able to see Lady Mu?
With that, he took Nanzhi's hand and got into the carriage.
Nan Zhi looked at Mu Yao's cold and resolute jawline, not understanding what had happened.
I've seen Xu He's bad side before.
The master was slow to bring out the new flute.
I said awkwardly, "Someone, go and get a new flute."
You are me in this line.
Qiu Shuang nodded in understanding.
Qiu Shuang walked to the table, picked up a pen, and wrote two words: 【Bad Listening.】
[Your name hasn't even been written yet, and Madam Mu has promised to teach you to play the flute.]
Then Qiu Shuang heard a flute sound that was slightly worse than yesterday, but still jarring and unpleasant.
Before returning from his visit, Mu Yao honestly reported, "Reporting to Madam, it was the General."
Xu He's expression darkened further as he looked at the sentence. "He's really looking forward to seeing me?"
You walked over there with great anticipation.
The atmosphere inside the carriage was silent and tense.
When Madam Mu was mentioned, Qiu Shuang's eyes seemed to brighten, and her gaze was not at all unfamiliar.
Hearing Qiu Shuang's laughter, Xu He showed no embarrassment. "Making flutes is a common practice in the industry."
I handed the flute to Yan Han: "Let him try."
Judging from Xu He's expression, has he really learned it?
Do you know why he suddenly started playing the flute?
"I don't have time tomorrow!"
I don't know why, even though it was the first time for both of them to play, Qiu Shuang's flute playing was gentle and melodious, and much less unpleasant than Xu He's playing.
The more Young Master Xu thought about it, the less likely it was to be true.
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