Time Travel: Brothel Maid

Fu Qi'an had been observing the changes in Chen Fengyao's expression. When he heard what he said, he saw Chen Fengyao's brows frowning. He was delighted and continued, "My sister doesn't know how to deal with this concubine, so she came to ask me, should I force Zhou Fangye to separate from the concubine, or should I help them get together? Let the concubine come in as a concubine? But I don't know what to do."

Fu Qian'an clearly saw that as he continued to talk, Chen Fengyao's hand, which was originally holding the cup, involuntarily increased its strength, and the blue veins on the back of his hand bulged out and were clearly visible.

He had a better idea in his mind, but he didn't show it on his face. He continued to talk, "Don't be afraid of being laughed at by General Chen. I even went to ask the Eighth Prince about this little thing. The Eighth Prince would often teach me some principles and answer my questions without getting tired of it. But this time, the Eighth Prince didn't answer immediately after listening to me. Instead, he asked me to ask General Chen's opinion and told me that General Chen's opinion was the Eighth Prince's opinion, so I just had to obey."

As soon as Fu Qian'an finished speaking, the air fell silent for a moment. He clearly saw that the veins on the back of Chen Fengyao's hand were no longer bulging, but his brows were still furrowed and his eyes were staring blankly ahead, as if he was thinking and deciding an extremely difficult problem.

At this moment, Chen Fengyao was indeed experiencing a fierce struggle between his conscience and his desires in his mind. The meaning of Fu Qian's words could not be more obvious.

If he didn't speak up, Yingniang would be taken as a concubine by Zhou Fangye, and he would never hear her amazing pipa skills again in his life; if he spoke up, Yingniang would be abandoned by Zhou Fangye and become alone, and he would have a chance to possess her.

However, by doing so, he would be equivalent to joining the Eighth Prince's camp.

But he has always been loyal to His Majesty and would never get involved in factional disputes... Is he going to break the principles he has always adhered to for the sake of a woman?

But that woman was not an ordinary woman. She played the pipa very well and could compose wonderful poems that could surpass those of the Eighth Prince. She was also a loyal woman who did not covet wealth and fame.

Fu Qi'an waited for a long time, and seeing that he was still silent, he continued, "In my opinion, the concubine is a helpless person. If we drive her away hastily, wouldn't it be inhumane and too cruel? But if the concubine has a better choice, it is better to let her go. My sister has always been willful and capricious. Even if she listens to the advice and allows the concubine to enter the house, I am afraid she will not treat her well in the future. In my humble opinion, I wonder what General Chen thinks?"

This time, Chen Fengyao did not remain silent for too long. His brows gradually relaxed, and his eyes were no longer blank, but replaced by a kind of determination. It seemed that he had figured out something, and a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, softening the hard facial lines.

"Master Fu is right. If your sister doesn't like the concubine, why force her and put yourself in a difficult position? It would be better to let Zhou Fangye abandon the concubine and only stay with your sister from now on."

Fu Qi'an was overjoyed when he heard this. This not only meant that he accepted his kindness, but also meant that he accepted the Eighth Prince's kindness. From now on, he would be the Eighth Prince's man.

"General Chen's words are very true. They have opened my eyes. With General Chen's guidance, I have realized what to do next. General Chen, please rest assured. I will persuade my sister to persuade Zhou Fangye to give up the concubine, and persuade the woman to understand that a good bird should choose a good tree to roost, and she should not let down the deep affection of the person who cares about her."

Chen Fengyao listened to Fu Qi'an's straightforward words, and the smile on his face became more obvious. He slowly brought the cup in his hand to his lips, took a sip of tea, and then said leisurely, "That's... very good."

After Fu Qi'an left, Chen Fengyao slowly walked to the exquisite pipa that Yingniang had rejected. He stared at the pipa, as if he could see through it and see the beautiful figure who had gently stroked the strings in the past. After a long while, he sighed softly, "I have devoted half my life to His Majesty, and now it's time for me to plan for my future."

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Recently, everything has been going smoothly, and Xiao Guoer is in a particularly good mood. She is like a lively and cute little rabbit, skipping towards the spice shop next to the lottery shop.

When Tang Xi saw this, he curled his lips. This young boss went to the spice shop more frequently than to his own lottery shop.

"Jingchen!" Before Xiao Guoer stepped over the threshold, Tang Jingchen had already heard her cheerful and pleasant voice. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, revealing a doting and sweet smile.

As soon as Xiao Guoer entered the room, she saw a scene like an oil painting. The hazy morning sunlight poured into the room through the open windows, shining on the face of the handsome man with a gentle smile. Even the fine hairs on his face were clearly visible.

The man's eyes were as tender as water, and he was gazing lovingly towards the door, as if the person who was about to appear at the door was the warmth he had been waiting for for so long.

"What are you doing?" Xiao Guoer walked briskly to his desk and lay down on it to look at the thick books piled up together.

Tang Jingchen gently tucked the loose hair on her forehead behind her ears and said lightly, "Look at the account book."

Xiao Guoer felt dizzy when she saw the densely packed words, and quickly looked away, "How long are you going to look at it? I want to go out for a walk, I'm so bored."

The soft voice unconsciously revealed a coquettish charm. Tang Jingchen listened to it, and a corner of his heart became softer. He gently turned the pages with his fingers and closed the account book. At most, he would light a lamp and continue to read it at night. He would be a little tired, but he really couldn't bear to see her disappointed look.

"Where do you want to go?" Tang Jingchen stood up and walked out with Xiao Guoer.

Xiao Guoer followed beside him, thinking for a while, and then came up with an idea. She asked with interest, "Can you take me to the dark market? I want to see where I can buy drugs."

The drug was really useful. She wanted to buy some more in case of emergency.

Tang Jingchen stared into her sparkling, curious eyes and couldn't help laughing.

He didn't expect that this girl was still thinking about the secret market that sold drugs, but he knew that she was always curious. If he didn't let her go, she would definitely keep thinking about it. She might even try every means to go there secretly. Instead of that, it would be better for him to take her there personally, so that she wouldn't be confused by the schemes she didn't understand.

"Then follow me closely and follow my instructions."

Xiao Guoer nodded repeatedly and raised her hand as if swearing, "Don't worry, I'll listen to you."