Desire to love the president's ecstasy wife

73. Listening to the music on an autumn night, I sigh inexplicably

He blocked her hand, and said in a tone as if teaching a child: "You are very likely, little girl."

She glared at him and said angrily, "Master, why are you so stingy!"

He glanced at her lightly, shook his head and said, "Girl, you are too involved in the drama."

This back and forth made Xie Yunshu powerless.He sat back in the chair angrily, folded his arms on his chest, and accused: "Qiao Ye, you don't even let me eat, it's too much."

He could only say earnestly: "I'm doing it for your own good. I don't have time to take care of you when you're sick." He couldn't bear to be alone when he was sick.

"You don't want to, you bad husband who evades responsibility!" She raised her chin and retorted without looking at him.

Qiao Ye: "..."

Seeing that he didn't respond, Xie Yunshu became even more angry, "You still don't talk to me!"

Seeing that she was about to make a fuss, he picked up a tissue and wiped the corner of her mouth lightly. "Snack guy, are you going to make trouble with me for a full meal?"

"..." Xie Yunshu fell silent. The president's wife is really not easy. He has given himself so many nicknames, idiot, foodie, maid, and second-hand.

Seeing her silence, Qiao Ye put down his chopsticks and suggested, "How about this, I'll let Furong take you to listen to the guzheng for a while, and the performance of Jiangnan Sizhu will almost start at this time."

She became interested immediately, but still couldn't put down her half-full stomach.

"It turns out that the hostess is called Furong. Then you promise me to bring some back later, and I'll eat it later."

He pressed the service bell on the table and replied helplessly, "Okay, bring some back for you."

Only then did she feel relieved, looking at the delicious food on the table, they had consumed a lot of it.He said with a smile, "Master, take it easy, the servants have left." Then he walked out of the Xiaoxie, and went to the front hall with the waiter outside.

Qiao Ye laughed and sighed nonsense in his heart, and watched her walk out of the room.

Assuming that he married the daughter of a colleague, she should have argued with him for the benefit of the two families, but he bumped into the ordinary her by accident, and even argued over whether to let him eat. With warmth.

Xie Yunshu walked with the waiter for a while, and then the sound of silk and bamboo gradually became clearer.

Looking at the front hall from a distance against the light, the lights are dim, which is elegant.A woman stood by the door, saw herself coming, and approached slowly.

Only then did Xie Yunshu see clearly that it was Madam Furong, and asked, "Madam Furong, why are you here?"

Fu Rong handed over a red windbreaker, and said kindly, "It's cold in the autumn night, these are my clothes, you can wear them first."

Xie Yunshu didn't expect her to be so careful, so she evaded: "This is not very good, no need."

Fu Rong smiled and asked, "Do you want Mr. Qiao to take off his coat for you, and then make him sick?"

Qiao Ye is busy with work, so of course he can't be sick.Xie Yunshu thought what she said made sense, so he had to take the windbreaker she handed over and put it on.

Only then did Fu Rong walk towards the front hall with her arm in satisfaction.At this time, the guests who had dined before had removed their cups and plates, held tea and sipped tea, and listened to the performance of several young women in the hall.

Xie Yunshu only felt that the melody was melodious, sometimes affectionate and sometimes graceful, but she couldn't understand the meaning of the song, so she asked Fu Rong beside her, "Madam Fu Rong, what is the name of this song?"

Fu Rong turned her head and replied: "This is "The Autumn Moon in the Han Palace". It expresses the feeling of being lonely in the deep palace and not being favored."

It was only then that Xie Yunshu realized that what the tune showed was indeed such a scene.In the deep palace at night, the heroine plays the pipa to the moon alone, lamenting the bad luck and lack of grace.

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