Quick Wear: My Master is a Drama King

Chapter 294: Female Dominance World 9

"Yanzhou is here."

Fang Shuhe looked at Fang Yanzhou, and the smile on his face made people feel like a spring breeze.

The first impression Fang Yanzhou's mother gives is that of a gentle and kind woman.

Her eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to Fang Yanzhou's, her facial features are regular, her figure is graceful, and her whole body exudes an intriguing charm that has been precipitated by the baptism of time. At first glance, one can tell that she was also a brilliant person when she was young.

No wonder Cheng Huaichuan is so fascinated by her.

Fang Yanzhou looked at her and said directly, "Mother called me here, is there something important to discuss?"

Fang Shuhe put down the book in his hand, took a sip of tea, and said calmly with a faint smile on his face: "Can't I just find you to chat if I have nothing to do?"

She waved to Fang Yanzhou and said, "Since you took office, you haven't sat down with me to talk."

Fang Yanzhou walked over, sat down, poured himself a cup of tea, lowered his eyelashes, and looked at the teacup in his hand: "Mother, just say whatever you want to say. Heart-to-heart talks are not suitable for the two of us."

He and his mother were not very close, and having heart-to-heart talks was just a fantasy for them.

"Then I'll be frank with you," Fang Shuhe said without beating around the bush, smiling, "I heard that you brought General Duan back home yesterday?"

Fang Yanzhou seemed to have sensed something in her smiling eyes, and he said calmly: "You already know everything, why ask more."

Fang Shuhe chuckled and looked at Fang Yanzhou: "Then I just want to ask, is our Yanzhou thinking of our old relationship or for other reasons?"

Fang Yanzhou: “…”

"After so many years, are you still obsessed with this?" Fang Shuhe's tone gradually became serious and solemn: "You are twenty-one now, it's time to start a family."

"If you still like General Duan and want to marry him, I won't say much," Fang Shuhe said, "If you don't have any interest in him, I think the youngest son of the Duke's Mansion is quite good, and isn't he deeply in love with you?"

Fang Yanzhou kept looking down at the teacup with an expressionless face, and it was unclear whether he heard anything or not.

"My mother should know my physical condition. How dare I delay her?"

Moreover, he was not sure whether Mo Yunhui, the youngest son of the Duke's Mansion, really liked him.

Mo Yunhui deliberately expressed her love to him repeatedly in front of everyone. Whether she really liked him or had other intentions, he could see it more clearly than anyone else.

Fang Shuhe sighed: "Mother has no other request, she just wants you to leave a descendant for the Fang family."

Fang Yanzhou was about to speak when he suddenly started coughing.

He took up his handkerchief and covered his lips with it, and when he took it away, it was stained with blood.

When he spoke again, his voice became hollow: "Doesn't mother have a sister Chu Jin?"

Fang Shuhe felt bad looking at him like this: "She sleeps outside every day, what can I expect from her?"

No one knew why, but her eldest daughter, whom she had high hopes for since childhood, grew up to be nothing but an insatiable fan of alcohol and sex and brothels, and no amount of beatings or scolding would change her ways.

On the contrary, Yan Zhou, her neglected little daughter, grew up to be a talented writer and quickly became the prime minister. She was praised by the world and her fame spread far and wide, bringing honor to the family.

Unfortunately, the only defect is that his body is too weak.

Fang Yanzhou slowly stood up and walked out: "I will consider what you said, mother, have a good rest."

Mo Yunhui from the Duke's Mansion, Your Majesty, and Duan Chengyuan, he needs to think carefully...

As soon as Fang Yanzhou walked out, he saw Cheng Huaichuan coming towards him.

He glanced at him and said calmly, "Dad."

Cheng Huaichuan held the lotus seed porridge in his hand and said gently, "Yanzhou, do you want to eat together before leaving?"

Fang Yanzhou walked straight past him, his expression very calm: "No need, I won't disturb you and your mother's world of two."

His back was so thin that it seemed as if a slight breeze could blow him away.

Cheng Huaichuan called him at last: "Yanzhou."

Fang Yanzhou paused.

Cheng Huaichuan stood there, his eyes slightly red, and his voice sounded a little choked: "Are you still blaming me?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Yanzhou curled the corners of his mouth in self-mockery and quickened his pace to leave.

His voice entered Cheng Huaichuan's ears and then drifted away in the air: "Why blame me or not? Things have already happened. Even if I blame you, what can I do?"

After so many years, my inner innocence and admiration for Cheng Huaichuan had long been buried the day I learned the truth.

No matter how guilty Cheng Huaichuan felt, or how much he wanted to make it up to him, they could no longer go back.

His body had long been hollowed out, and the wounds on his body were difficult to heal. It was unknown how long his remaining flesh and blood could last.

He had long since become indifferent to life and death.

Death was not scary to him.

The scary thing is, after his death, what will Duan Chengyuan do alone?

He didn't know how long his body could last, and hoped that he could protect Duan Chengyuan before he died.

Now His Majesty's possessiveness over him is becoming more and more serious. If he does not take some measures, it will not be good for both him and Duan Chengyuan.

Fang Yanzhou's eyes darkened.

It seems that I need to divert His Majesty's attention and have a good talk with Mo Yunhui.

Maybe he should listen to his mother's advice.

He really should start a family.

Cheng Huaichuan looked at Fang Yanzhou's leaving back, his back slightly bent, his mouth moved, but he couldn't utter a word.

He now got what he wanted, but it seemed like he had lost something.

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"Huh? Sister Yanzhou, have you changed your mind? Do you think I'm pretty good too?" Mo Yunhui supported his chin and said with a teasing look on his face.

"Don't call me Sister Yanzhou," Fang Yanzhou said bluntly, "You keep pestering me and want to marry me. You don't want to marry anyone else, right?"

"After all, I may not live for many years, and you won't have to worry about getting married after I die."

Mo Yunhui looked at him steadily, putting away the playful smile on his face: "There is nothing I can do about it. My family has been urging me to get married. Even if I am the youngest son of the Duke's Mansion, no matter how much they love me, I can't stay single for the rest of my life."

He had originally given up on Fang Yanzhou, but he didn't expect that she would come to him in person.

He preferred marrying this pleasant and talented person to marrying someone else.

Fang Yanzhou's eyelashes trembled slightly, his face was sickly pale, and his jade-like fingertips gently tapped the table: "However, it may be a little difficult for His Majesty to order me to marry you. I need you to play a play with me. If you don't want to, you can refuse."

Mo Yunhui raised his eyebrows with interest when he heard this: "Could it be that the rumors that His Majesty has improper thoughts about you and wants to take you for himself are all true?"

He thought it was fake.

However, with Fang Yanzhou's looks and figure, he had no doubt that she was a man. No wonder His Majesty was so fascinated by her.

"It's not as exaggerated as the rumors say." Fang Yanzhou raised his eyes and glanced at him: "If Mr. Mo feels scared, he can refuse."

Mo Yunhui waved his hands: "How is that possible? No matter how powerful Your Majesty is, your hands can't reach that far, otherwise you wouldn't have chosen me, right?"

Your Majesty is a wise man.

Given the status and influence of the Duke's Mansion in the court, Your Majesty dare not touch him.

A dark light flashed across Fang Yanzhou's eyes: "Soon, His Majesty will hold a banquet in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, and you and I should be there..."

"The Prime Minister is really bold..." After Mo Yunhui heard this, his eyes sparkled: "In that case, Prime Minister, happy cooperation."

"Pleasant to work with."

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