As long as Fu Pinchuan doesn't care about his wife, as long as he doesn't like his wife, he doesn't care about his wife.

When the man left, Fu Pinchuan put his elbow on the old lady's bed and covered his face with his hands.

Isn't it, he didn't run into the yard of Su Niang by mistake, didn't like her, now everything would not happen?

But he met her. He didn't expect anything in the future. He only knew that he was moved and couldn't take it back

"Mother, if you want to blame me, it is my son who is unfilial and has not been able to treat you well."

Kneeling in front of the old man's bed, Fu Pinchuan kowtowed with guilt.

In the east courtyard, Qiao first coaxed Guan Ge'er to sleep, and then went to sit there for a while. After Fu Xuan also fell asleep, she went back to the main room.

"Madame, will you settle it first?" Qiao Xing asked in a low voice.

"No, I'll wait for the master to come back." Qiao's forced smile, and so on Qiao Xing went out, she sat in front of the desk, holding gills in a daze.

What the old lady said to her husband before she had a stroke, she could basically guess that it was nothing more than an article about her and Fu Pinchuan's affairs.

The reputation of a woman's boudoir is easy to slander. It can be said with one mouth that others are suspicious.

Will Fu Pinyan believe her?

Qiao was afraid that her husband would doubt her and that he would not believe her any more. However, thinking of the indifferent eyes of the man in the old lady's room, Qiao suddenly felt extremely aggrieved. Why doesn't he believe her? If he doesn't believe her after so many years of loving each other, she doesn't care about him. If she wants to have a concubine, she can take a concubine. She doesn't care. Anyway, she has a young and talented eldest son. She has three beautiful girls who know how to love her daughter, and a lively and clever little son.

If Fu Pinyan doesn't believe her, she won't live with him.

Having figured it out, Qiao called Qiao apricot to serve hot water.

Outside the door, Fu Pinyan heard the command clearly. Seeing that Qiao Xing wanted to pass on, he stopped it with his eyes.

Qiao Xing didn't know the discomfiture in the couple's heart, so he answered his wife and went to fetch water quickly.

Fu Pinyan stepped lightly to the inner room and heard his wife humming a little song. He was obviously in a very happy mood.

Fu pin couldn't help laughing. His Su Niang was a smart person. She must have guessed what the old lady had said to him. Now she is still in the mood to sing. She must have a clear conscience.

But deep in my heart, I can't help but doubt. At the beginning, Fu Pinchuan was so outstanding, and he was the son of the marquis. Would his wife not be moved?

Fu Pinyan walked in calmly.

Qiao was taking off her coat. When she heard the news, she turned back and saw whether it was Fu Pinyan or the apathetic Fu Pinyan. She snorted coldly and put on her clothes again. She only took off her shoes and leaned against the head of the bed. Her beautiful eyes were fixed on Fu Pinyan, waiting for him to speak.

Fu Pinyan only gets this kind of cold reception when he offends his wife. When he comes back, his wife will look after him. Now his wife first put on a guilty attitude, but told him that it was not easy for him to ask. She turned around and sat down at the desk and looked at her in silence.

Joe said nothing.

Fu Pinyan is like an old monk.

The couple looked at each other like this, until Qiao apricot came in with hot water and waited on Qiao to wash his feet.

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