Quick Wear: My Master is a Drama King

Chapter 309: Female Dominance World 24

"Sir, Mr. Mo Zhengfu, we have arrived at the Duke's Mansion." The coachman's voice sounded.

When Fang Yanzhou and his companions got off the carriage, they saw people from the Duke's Mansion waiting at the gate.

As soon as Mo Nanwen saw Fang Yanzhou and the others, he hurriedly walked forward with the people behind him.

Mo Yunhui looked at Mo Nanwen, Shen Wumian and Mo Jianian: "Mother, father, sister."

Fang Yanzhou also saluted and called out again.

Mo Nanwen also bowed and said, "I heard that my son-in-law has been ill these days. Why did you come in person?"

This Prime Minister Fang is a favorite of His Majesty, so she cannot slack off in the slightest.

Fang Yanzhou: "Father-in-law, there is no need to be so polite. I am fine now. Besides, I can't be careless about accompanying Yun Hui back home."

Mo Yunhui was originally talking to his father and sister. When he heard Fang Yanzhou's words, he raised his eyebrows and smiled silently.

He looked at his mother: "Mom, let's go in first. Yanzhou's body is not fully recovered yet, so we can't overwork ourselves now."

As he spoke, he held Fang Yanzhou's hand affectionately, squeezed it gently where they couldn't see, tilted his head to look at him, and smiled, "Right, my wife?"

Fang Yanzhou's hands froze for a moment, and he responded, "Yes, Yun Hui is right."

Shen Wumian, the husband of the Duke's Mansion, was originally worried that his son was not having a good time in the Prime Minister's Mansion, but it seems that his worries were a bit unnecessary.

His son's eyes never left the Prime Minister, and he must have been trapped in it a long time ago.

Mo Nanwen smiled and said, "Good, Yun Hui, this heartless boy, now loves his wife. He has really grown up."

Mo Yunhui looked at Fang Yanzhou shyly, and said shyly: "Mother, you are joking, how could that be possible..."

Fang Yanzhou got goosebumps all over his body, and his hand, which was held by Mo Yunhui, trembled: "..."

You've acted before.

Mo Yunhui blinked.

No, isn't this normal? It means we are in love.

Fang Yanzhou: “…”

All right, just be happy.

Mo Nanwen took in their interaction and said with a hearty smile, "Then let's go in. I've asked the servants to prepare the meal."

"Okay." Fang Yanzhou looked at Xiang Ming: "Move everything in."

Xiang Ming: "Yes, sir."

Mo Nanwen looked at the boxes of return gifts, and the smile on his face became even more intense.

At least it can be seen from this that the prime minister really values ​​his youngest son.

What a pity! Although the prime minister is a good person with power and influence, his health is not very good.

Fang Yanzhou has been sick these past few days, and her complexion has become paler and paler. She looks like she has just recovered from a serious illness and is dying soon, as if a gust of wind could blow her down.

I don’t know why her youngest son is so determined to marry her.

However, she felt that she owed Mo Yunhui, so she still met his request.

Fortunately, the prime minister was quite good to his son.

Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, so she won't meddle in their affairs.

Mo Nanwen and Fang Yanzhou walked in front, followed by concubines and servants. A group of people walked into the mansion in a mighty manner.

After the group entered the house and sat down, servants came over one after another carrying meals.

Mo Nanwen sat in the main seat as the host, Shen Wumian sat below her, Mo Xiao, Mo Yunhui's sister, sat next to Shen Wumian, and Fang Yanzhou and Mo Yunhui sat together.

After Mo Yunhui sat down, he whispered in Fang Yanzhou's ear with a mysterious look on his face and no one knew what he was talking about.

Although Fang Yanzhou didn't talk much, he seemed to be listening very carefully and nodded in response from time to time.

The sight of the two of them, looking so affectionate and loving as if they were newlyweds, made those present feel quite complicated.

Of course, some people are envious, some are relieved, and naturally some are jealous.

Mo Qiaobai, the son of concubine Liang Yanzhi, was about to tear the handkerchief in his hand as he looked at how inseparable they were and how they couldn't tolerate anyone else.

I dare to ask who in the world doesn't want to marry the knowledgeable and beautiful Prime Minister as her husband, and Mo Qiaobai is no exception.

His personality is not as bold and unrestrained as Mo Yunhui, and he only dares to admire Fang Yanzhou silently.

Just when he thought that the Prime Minister would never marry in this life, His Majesty actually issued an edict to bestow the Mo Yunhui on the Prime Minister.

If it were someone else, he might not be so angry.

But the one who married the Prime Minister happened to be Mo Yunhui, who had been against him since childhood.

Why does he live a better life than him, while he can only marry someone he doesn't like?

He knew that his father and mother were already discussing his marriage.

Maybe before long, he will become someone else's husband.

But Mo Yunhui was able to marry the person he loved.

So unhappy.

Mo Qiaobai's expression was very distorted as he lowered his head, and he looked very sinister.

It was not easy to get in touch with the Prime Minister, and he must seize this opportunity.

He doesn't want to marry anyone else.

Here, the loving scene in the eyes of others is actually like this.

Mo Yunhui deliberately leaned close to Fang Yanzhou's ear, and sprayed all his hot breath on his ear: "How is it? I acted well, didn't I? You can tell at a glance that we have a good relationship."

Fang Yanzhou's mouth twitched: "Not bad."

Mo Yunhui chuckled and said, "Then my wife, please remember to pick some food for me later, don't let it slip."

Fang Yanzhou nodded: "Yes."

Mo Yunhui added: "By the way, you have to be careful of my brother, the one wearing a white robe and who seems to have a black aura coming out of him. He has a lot of little tricks, although they are not presentable."

He paused and said, "Who made him like our Prime Minister? I'm just afraid that he might play some shady tricks, so my wife, please be careful of him and don't fall into his trap."

He glanced up and down at Fang Yanzhou and said meaningfully: "Otherwise, your broken body won't be able to bear it..."

Fang Yanzhou: “…”

He raised his eyes to look at Mo Qiaobai, then quickly looked away and replied, "Yeah, I see."

By the time Mo Yunhui and the others had finished their whispered conversation, their meals had been served.

Fang Yanzhou took a quick look and found that the dishes on the table were quite light.

It goes without saying why this is the case.