Awkward atmosphere.

It spread among the siblings.

But Fang Ying was very curious, what did his father do to make the mother of the Fang family so cruel?

Just when he was silent.

Fang Fengzhu suddenly spoke: "Erlang, I finally figured it out!"

Fang Ying was shocked: "Sister, what did you see?"

"In the past few years since I got married, my mother's fighting power has been increasing day by day." Fang Fengzhu was still frightened, and said with a solemn expression: "I can't stay in this family anymore..."

"Go! Leave now and go to your fief!"

Fang Ying twitched the corner of his mouth: "Sister, if you want to go to the women's street, just say it. Why make excuses?"

Fang Fengzhu suddenly smiled like a flower and said in a disgusting voice:

"Erlang still understands me."

…

The other side.

Fang Xuanling pulled his wife into the house.

However, Mrs. Lu kept struggling: "What are you doing to me! Let go, let me see if I don't kill you!"

Fang Xuanling said angrily: "You woman, what were you arguing about just now? Everyone in the courtyard heard it!"

"Humph!" Mrs. Lu sneered: "What? You can do it, but I can't!"

Fang Xuanling was also anxious: "What have I done? You are such an unreasonable mother-in-law!"

"Okay! Mr. Fang, you are still the prime minister of a country, but you dare to do this..." Mr. Lu became more and more angry as he spoke: "Come on! I will die with you today!"

After saying that, he immediately pounced on him.

Fang Xuanling turned pale with fright and hurriedly dodged aside.

Fortunately, there was a Hu table in the room. Fang Xuanling kept dodging and wandering around the table to avoid Lu's fighting spirit.

However, the Prime Minister of the Tang Dynasty put in all his energy last night.

After running just a few laps, I was out of breath and had cold sweat on my forehead.

suddenly.

In his haste, he gained wisdom.

He ran to the bookshelf, quickly pulled out a thin book, turned around suddenly, and took it out.

Shout out at the same time:

"stop!"

call--

Lu finally stopped moving.

She looked at the scroll that was almost stuck to her face and asked with an evil expression: "Old man! What is this?"

Fang Xuanling looked proud: "The Eighteen Styles of the mighty Tianlong!"

Lu took it suspiciously.

After flipping through a few pages, my eyes suddenly widened.

"This...this..."

Mistress of the Fang family blushed more and more as she watched, and raised her head in disbelief: "Master's moves were exquisite last night, but have you practiced this book?"

"Yes." Fang Xuanling had regained his usual composure and said in a deep voice: "I owe all my great achievements to this thing."

Remembering what happened last night.

Mistress Lu was a little shy and spat: "I am indeed a scholar. I can even find such unorthodox books."

Of course Fang Xuanling refused to take the blame, and blushed and said:

"How can I, a gentleman, read such a humble skill?"

After finishing it, I felt that it was not enough, so I took the initiative to pass the blame: "I got this from the old man..."

"What?"

Mrs. Lu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "Erlang, this kid is enlightened. No wonder Shuer sticks to him all day long."

Fang Xuanling's face darkened.

If I read it, it is not serious.

My son got enlightened after reading it... Fang Xuanling never expected that his mother-in-law would have such double standards.

at this time.

Lu was completely reassured and said with a smile: "I was wrong to blame the master. Don't worry about it."

"snort!"

Fang Xuanling snorted coldly.

He sat down on the chair and calmed his breath.

Seeing this, Mr. Lu quickly picked up the teapot and served it, smiling and saying, "Master, have some tea."

"Um."

Fang Xuanling snorted with her nose.

He picked up the tea cup slowly and carefully grasped the temperament of the owner of the house.

However.

Not only did Lu not get angry.

Instead, he stood by and served him diligently.

....Women are like this. Once they feel comfortable on the couch, they will definitely make men feel comfortable when they get off the couch.

Just then.

Madam Lu suddenly asked: "Master, are you still worthy today?"

"Of course I want to go."

Fang Xuanling said while drinking tea: "As a minister, I am busy with official duties. Many important matters in the court are still waiting for my decision."

As he said that, he glanced at Mrs. Lu: "Is there something wrong, madam?"

"Master, don't go."

Mrs. Lu shook the scroll in her hand and said with a smile: "There are still several techniques in it that have not been used. Why not try them all..."

puff--

Fang Xuanling spit out a sip of tea.

"oops!"

Mrs. Lu hurriedly took out a handkerchief and helped him wipe his front: "I know that the master is happy, so there is no need to be so excited."

Fang Qiao's face suddenly turned black.

But as the Prime Minister of the Tang Dynasty, he was naturally as stable as the sea god's needle.

So he quickly stabilized his mind and said in a deep voice: "The days ahead are long, so why should we rush for this moment?"

But Lu smiled and said: "It is better to choose a day than to hit it."

"That's wrong." Fang Xuanling shook his head: "I haven't asked for leave in advance, so it's very inappropriate to refuse to go."

"This is easy to handle..."

Mrs. Lu smiled, turned around, opened the door, and told the maid outside:

"Dong'er, go tell the boss and ask him to take a leave of absence for me. Just say that he is ill and won't go for a day."

Not gone for a day...

There was a faint hint of fear in Fang Xuanling's eyes.

"Okay, ma'am."

Dong'er's voice came from outside.

Mrs. Lu slammed the door, turned around and came over with a smile: "Master, you can continue now."

Fang Xuanling's movements froze.
Chapter completed!