Don’t be too poisonous to the concubine of the Wu family who was born in Wu

Chapter 29 29. Old Friend (Yun Yue Fa Tang Chapter)

In the blink of an eye, it is another full moon, and on the night of August 15th, the "Moonlight House" is still bustling with visitors.

The fragrance of osmanthus in golden autumn and August,
  How desolate it is to see things and think about people,
  Unfortunately, my old friend is not around,
  Only the sweet-scented osmanthus brewed far away,
  Drinking wine to make wine, feeling empty and sad,
  Looking out the window alone, the moon is bright,
  But it's a pity that heaven and man are on separate sides,
  Lonely and confused, even more melancholy...

Sure enough, due to Ji Wuchang's clever calculation, Cao Yunfei refused to return to the court with his teacher, just to wait until the night of August 15th this year to celebrate his junior sister's last birthday.

Speaking of which, Wu Xuanyue happened to be seventeen years old today, which was a good age for a woman to get married. However, fate has played a trick on people. She is no longer alive. What Cao Yunfei can do is to stay in this place where he once had beautiful memories. It’s just a place to pay your last respects.

Jin Rui and Duan Balang had made a reservation at the "Yuexia Renjia" in advance, and it was still the same elegant room that their group had made so embarrassing.

At this moment, the situation is still the same, but the mood is not the same as before.

Cao Yunfei put on the stinky face of his dead wife again, and dragged his heavy steps to the elegant apartment on the second floor.

As soon as he entered the house, six sets of sweet-scented osmanthus wine were placed on the table. The scene was the same as before.

Seeing this, Cao Yunfei frowned slightly, with thousands of thoughts in his mind, he stopped moving and his mind wandered not knowing where he was going.

Ji Wujian was still waiting at the Yashe, but he came up to him with a smile on his face, wanting to break the deadlock.

"Master, you see that Balang and Jinrui are interested. They said that you love the sweet-scented osmanthus wine of this restaurant the most. There is nothing as good as the food of the 'Yuexia Family' during the Mid-Autumn Festival, so I decided to stay at the Yashe here. You See if it suits your liking?"

At this point, Cao Yunfei turned back and glanced meaningfully at the two bewildered men behind him, then turned back and slowly opened his mouth and said: "This game is very good."

"It would be the best if you can agree with the hall master's wishes~~~Come on~~~ Hall master, please take a seat! I have heard that the 'Yuexia Renjia' sweet-scented osmanthus sauce stuffed wine is famous far and wide, but Ji has never had the opportunity to try it. I have always heard that the sweet-scented osmanthus wine here can be described as jade liquid, nectar, and overflowing with fragrance. I have already been salivating for the best wine. The master also knows that I don’t have any special hobbies, but I have no resistance to this fine wine. , don’t I just ask the two of them to arrange a table.”

Seeing Duan Balang and Jin Rui looking unnaturally on pins and needles, I'm afraid Cao Yunfei's look just now was not a good one.

In order to resolve Duan Balang and Jin Rui's worries, Ji Wuchang changed his mind and put all the problems on himself.

As the saying goes, those who don't know are not guilty, so he simply took the blame. Cao Yunfei was somewhat concerned about his identity as an older person who was the former master of the hall, so he naturally wanted to give himself a little less favor.

As soon as these words came out, Duan Balang hurriedly echoed: "That's right! It's because this old Ji Tou asked us where the famous wine is here! Jin Rui and I had no choice but to say this, Hall Master Mo Blame it!”

Duan Balang was eager to clarify the relationship between this and looked like a villain who was afraid of getting into trouble. He was afraid that Cao Yunfei would blame him at this moment. He really couldn't bear the blame.

Hearing this, Jin Rui looked very embarrassed and looked at Ji Wuchang cautiously. Ji Wuchang didn't seem to mind the remarks and still had a smile that was unfazed by honor and disgrace.

"It doesn't matter. The sweet-scented osmanthus wine here is famous for thousands of miles. If you like it, sir, how about having a few more drinks tonight, as a way to accompany Yunfei?"

Cao Yunfei didn't seem to care about the thoughts of the people around him. He stared at the colorful peony cake and murmured thoughtfully.

"I think back then, she loved this peony cake. It was just an ordinary dessert, but she was so happy to eat it..."

Speaking of which, Cao Yunfei's eyes were full of sadness. When he came to his senses, he looked up at the sweet-scented osmanthus wine and said, "Jinrui, open the wine! We won't be home until we get drunk tonight!" The four men exchanged glasses. All kinds of feelings flew into his heart, and Cao Yunfei really drank to drown his sorrows.

Seeing that Cao Yunfei was drunk to the point of mud, his expression became more and more frivolous and uncontrollable. He drank the cup without asking the reason, he just wanted to be drunk alone and had fun. He no longer cared about the mood of the people around him, and just drank and enjoyed himself.

But at this moment, Cao Yunfei heard the sound of singing slowly coming from his ears, which was very sultry. The voice was gentle, soft, crisp and sweet——

"When the bright moon comes and the breeze comes downstairs, the fragrance of flowers is not as good as the August wine.

Jiang Lang was so ashamed of his daughter that he asked you why you were so sad.

Drinking wine to drown your sorrows will make you more sorrowful. It’s not as good as your daughter’s red hands.
  Hairpin and phoenix head, green sleeves fluttering, the sky is clear and the earth is long,
  My daughter asked you why you didn't stay, but she sighed sadly that you didn't say anything.

I only mourn the locking Qingqiu in the deep courtyard of Wutong..."

This sad and euphemistic hymn and the lamentation in the woman's voice are complaining about how unkind men in this world can show their mercy for a while but cannot give women a lifelong promise. Such unlucky and romantic men should be beaten to death with a stick!

Hearing this, Cao Yunfei's hand, which had been pouring wine over his sorrow just now, suddenly stopped in mid-air, and he couldn't help but look out the window at the spring scenery downstairs.

But I saw this woman dressed in white silk and satin, with a superb temperament, a sweet singing voice, leaning on a carved mahogany chair, half-hiding her face with her pipa in her arms, in the empty valley with orchids, her posture was beautiful, but she seemed not to be able to see her appearance clearly.

The osmanthus trees in the garden were full of fragrance, and a breeze came, picking up some osmanthus flowers and scattering them on the woman's body, making her look even more pure and pure, with a myriad of graces.

Duan Balang saw that all the people at the table were attracted by the female voice downstairs, and with the help of alcohol, he made a frivolous invitation to the downstairs in a broken voice——

"Little lady downstairs, why are you so sad? This song is sad and sad. Why don't you go upstairs and have a drink with all the gentlemen? There are all good men in the world. There is no need to always think about someone who has not returned! Our hall master is a human being. Zhong Long Fei, a heroic hero, are you willing to come up and tell us about it?"

Upon hearing this, Cao Yunfei immediately turned around and glared at Duan Balang.

Who knows that this eight-year-old man still has a dissolute and passionate side? You really show your humanity after drinking!
  Cao Yunfei looked back and was about to open his mouth to make amends for Duan Balang's dissolute talk just now, but his eyes fell on the woman who happened to be looking up, and he could no longer look away...

The face of the woman in front of him—isn’t it the face of Wu Xuanyue that he has longed for in his heart?

Although he is a few years older, such facial features and contours have been engraved in his mind for a long time, and he can't get rid of them.

I can never forget that thirteen-year-old's naivety and cuteness, willfulness and domineeringness.

The woman in front of her has flashing eyes, long eyebrows, a slight gaze, as bright as the autumn moon, full of autumn water, a charming smile, a charming smile, and beautiful eyes that look forward to it, which makes the woman more enchanting, graceful, and graceful.

Sure enough, Wu Xuanyue was really different when she grew up. The little girl she once had was as beautiful as flowers blooming.

Cao Yunfei immediately put a hand on his chest. What was going on with such a warm and vigorous heartbeat?
  Is the woman in front of me really her...

(End of this chapter)