"Yes, Madam!"
Yue Qianfu didn't speak directly; instead, she chose voice transmission. Hou Wuqie was still in the carriage, and given his relationship with Brother Yu, if he heard her arrangement, he would most likely cause a commotion. It's better to explain to him slowly after taking action first.
"Madam, we've arrived at Nanping Hou Mansion."
"Welcome, Madam, and Young Master!"
The moment the carriage stopped, the maid's words had just fallen, and outside came a burst of welcoming voices. As the maid lifted the curtain, Yue Qianfu, holding her son's little hand, stepped down from the carriage and saw a mansion with walls stretching several miles long. They had stopped just at the main entrance of the mansion.
