Quickly wear: The male protagonist Jue Si is manipulated by a pregnant Jiaojiao

Originally, he planned to let the two chat for a while, but for some reason, he suddenly stood up and opened the door.

He saw two people inside looking up at him.

The smile on Nanzhi's lips was still there, and her eyes were sparkling.

And Xu Heyi was also very happy.

Mu Yao was full of anger and said stiffly: "I have something else to do, so I will take my wife away first."

Then he looked at Nanzhi and said, "Come here."

Nanzhi was a little confused, but she still stood up, straightened her clothes, and walked towards him.

Xu Heyi followed him out.

He admired Nanzhi very much. When they got on the carriage, he actually asked Nanzhi: "Can we meet again tomorrow?"

Nanzhi smiled and nodded.

Mu Yao felt it was dazzling when he saw this scene. Before his brain could react, he had already said the words of rejection.

"No time tomorrow!"

Xu Heyi: "What about the day after tomorrow?"

"Neither the day after tomorrow." Mu Yao said, "I will send someone to contact you when I have time."

As he said that, he took Nanzhi's hand and got into the carriage.

Xu Heyi looked at the carriage going away and raised his eyebrows in confusion.

General, you seem a little unhappy?

In the carriage, the atmosphere was silent and tense.

Nanzhi looked at Mu Yao's cold and resolute jaw, not understanding what was going on.

Mu Yao drank some wine, and perhaps it was the effect of alcohol, but he suddenly became irrational.

He deliberately asked her: "What did you talk about with Xu Heyi?"

He held out his hand, asking her to write it to him.

But Nanzhi started writing directly on the coffee table.

[My name, and my calligraphy learning process. Mr. Xu also promised to teach me how to play the flute.]

By the time she wrote the last sentence, she was visibly happy.

Mu Yao's expression became even colder. "I don't need him to teach me. I can play the flute myself."

Nanzhi looked at him in surprise.

Mu Yao did not go back directly, but asked someone to buy a flute.

When Nanzhi heard his shrill flute sound, she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

She really thought he would.

Hearing Nanzhi's laughter, Mu Yao's face was a little embarrassed, "This flute is crudely made, I am not used to it."

Nanzhi nodded to show her understanding.

"Don't worry, I will definitely teach you tomorrow."

Nanzhi discovered that whenever Mu Yao got emotional, he would call himself "this general".

Did she make Xu He unhappy when she chatted with him?
Mu Yao vowed that no matter how wild the horse was, he could conquer it, and he didn't believe that he couldn't conquer the broken flute in front of him.

So he asked someone to find a jade flute made of fine jade, and then practiced playing the flute all night.

The sound of the flute became increasingly unpleasant, disturbing everyone in the house and preventing them from sleeping.

Madam Mu tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, so she called Qiu Shuang: "Hurry up and see who is going crazy there."

After Qiu Shuang came back from the visit, she reported honestly, "Madam, it was the general."

Madam Mu sat up in shock, her face full of astonishment.

"Why is a big, rough guy like him playing the flute?"

"I don't know, and I don't dare to ask."

The next morning, Mrs. Mu went to see Mu Yao, who had not slept all night, with dark circles under her eyes.

"You practiced the flute all night last night?"

Mu Yao was quite proud: "Yes, mother, do you think it sounds good?"

It sounds good, but it sounds damn good.

Madam Mu's expression was about to break. In order not to hurt Mu Yao's self-esteem, she praised: "It sounds good. It is really earth-shattering and soul-stirring."

Mu Yao really believed it: "Really?" Madam Mu nodded, "Of course, when has mother ever lied to you?"

Mu Yao had forgotten how Madam Mu had tricked him into coming back to get married. He had not slept all night. Now that he had received Madam Mu's praise, he was even more energetic. He took his flute and went to find Nanzhi.

Madam Mu sighed helplessly.

This child, like his father, has absolutely no musical talent.

I don't know why he suddenly started playing the flute?

Could it be that she pushed too hard and he was under too much pressure, so he was venting himself?

The more Mrs. Mu thought about it, the more she felt that this was possible.

That’s all.

He was willing to get married and there was still a lot of time, so she didn't force him.

But thinking of what the second lady said yesterday, she was still a little worried about Nanzhi.

Although Jingmo is taking care of Nanzhi, there are always times when a person makes mistakes.

She asked Qiu Shuang to find Cui Xiang, who was relatively trustworthy, and first rewarded her. She then said, "Cui Xiang, I trust you very much, so I plan to send you to the young lady. You must protect the young lady and report to me at any time about her situation."

Cuixiang looked at the gold leaves given by Madam Mu and listened to her words. She felt happy and vowed to complete the task assigned by her.

She nodded and promised repeatedly, "I will definitely take good care of the young lady."

Mu Yao found Nanzhi and raised the flute in his hand. "Come here and I will teach you."

There was a hint of boasting in his tone.

Nanzhi heard the sound of the piano in the first half of last night.

Two words, unpleasant.

She was very sleepy, and after asking 003 to block the sound, she didn't know what happened afterwards.

Looking at Mu Yao, has he really learned it?
Nanzhi still believed it to some extent. After all, the children of luck were very smart and they would surely learn anything quickly.

She walked over with great anticipation.

"Look, pinch these holes like I do, put your lips to the mouth of the flute, and then blow like this..."

Then Nanzhi heard a flute sound that was slightly better than yesterday, but still harsh and unpleasant.

She was silent.

She shouldn't have believed him.

At the end he asked her, "This is the song I composed to break the formation. Does it sound good?"

Nanzhi walked to the table and picked up a pen to write two words, very cooperatively writing two words: [Nice to hear.]

Mu Yao raised his eyebrows proudly, he knew that he played the game quite well.

He handed the flute to Nanzhi: [You try it. ]

After Nanzhi took it, she wanted to put it to the flute, but when she thought of something, she stopped.

[This is not appropriate, how about I change the flute. ]

Mu Yao looked at the words on the paper, then looked at the flute. Thinking that he had played the flute before, and Nanzhi was unwilling to play it now, and her attitude was not as warm as before, his face turned a little dark.

He said in an awkward tone: "Someone, go get a new flute."

The servant quickly brought a new flute.

Nanzhi started to play the flute in a very professional manner, just as Mu Yao had taught her.

I don’t know why, even though it was their first time, the sound of Nanzhi’s flute was so gentle and melodious, much better than Mu Yao’s.

After blowing it casually, Nanzhi turned to look at Mu Yao, silently asking for his opinion.

Mu Yao sincerely praised: "It sounds good, better than mine."

Nanzhi smiled and wrote on the paper: [But I still can't compare to Master Xu. ]

When Mr. Xu was mentioned, Nanzhi's eyebrows seemed to brighten, and this look seemed a little familiar.

Mu Yao seemed to have seen it before.

Yes, it was the look she had when she saw him before.

But now that gaze has shifted.

[General, when can I meet Mr. Xu? ]

Mu Yao looked even more worried after hearing this sentence. "Are you looking forward to meeting him?"

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