Time Travel: Brothel Maid

Xiao Guoer shook her head indifferently.

She was not originally from this era, and she had no feelings for her biological parents whom she had never met, so naturally she had no expectation of finding them.

Furthermore, in this era, whether one is from a wealthy family or a poor commoner, if a daughter is lost, one might look for her frantically, but would cry bitterly if the daughter is not found.

But more than ten years later, when they learned that their daughter had been in a brothel, regardless of her innocent or not, what would be the parents' attitude towards their daughter who had been in a brothel?

There is no doubt that she would wish she had never had a daughter, right?

Tang Jingchen felt even more sympathy in his heart and his voice became even gentler, as if he was afraid of making her even more sad.

"There's no rush for this. Maybe I'll remember it slowly in the future, and then we can slowly look for it." He paused for a moment, then continued, "It doesn't matter if you can't remember it. I can be your relative in the future."

Xiao Guoer smiled faintly but said nothing.

Relatives? She already has Yingniang as her relative, she doesn’t need so many relatives.

Tang Jingchen seemed to realize that what he said was a little inappropriate, and he coughed unnaturally, "Do you want to go back to Yongxing Street or Zhuxian Lane?"

"If I go to Yongxing Street dressed like this, I'm afraid Tang Xi will be shocked. Besides, I'm worried about my sister and want to go back to see her."

"Okay, then I'll take you back to Zhuxian Lane."

After Tang Jingchen turned around and gave an order to Shun'er outside the curtain, the carriage began to make crisp hooves sounds and slowly turned into a quiet and deep alley.

At this time, Fu Qi'an was galloping towards them. When he arrived at Zhuxian Lane, he immediately dismounted and quietly waited under a tall and straight poplar tree, staring at a small courtyard not far ahead.

The gate to the small courtyard was closed, and on the surface there didn't seem to be anything unusual.

I wonder if he came too late, and whether Xiaoguoer has already returned home?

But it didn't matter. If she had come home, she would have to go out again. If she hadn't come back yet, wouldn't that be even better? Maybe I could see her soon.

This time, he must see Xiao Guoer's true face with his own eyes to see if she is really a stunningly beautiful woman as the prince said.

As for whether or not to inform the prince of Xiao Guoer's whereabouts, he has not yet decided.

Privately, he admitted that he had some other ideas.

After all, this was the first time in his life that he met such an interesting and special woman!

He hadn't even had the chance to appreciate the lingering virgin fragrance and the extremely alluring white skin, so how could he be willing to give her up to someone else so easily?

But when he thought that the person he had to conceal and deceive was the Eighth Prince, whose mind was deep and unpredictable, Fu Qian'an's lustful heart became uneasy.

Fu Qian was in a dilemma as to whether to be loyal to his master or to choose a woman. He didn't know how to make a decision and felt uneasy and hesitant.

Just as he was struggling and entangled in his inner struggle, the familiar Tang family carriage slowly drove towards him from a distance.

He watched the carriage pass by him without stopping it, with a determined smile on his face.

Then, the carriage stopped steadily in front of the gate of the courtyard. Shun'er jumped off the carriage and lifted the curtain.

Fu Qi'an's heartstrings trembled suddenly, his eyes were fixed on the slightly lifted car curtain, and his heartbeat involuntarily quickened.

The curtain of the car was only half opened. He looked into the distance and could vaguely see a corner of a royal blue dress and a piece of emerald green gauze skirt.

Fu Qian subconsciously narrowed his eyes and held his breath, afraid of missing any details, and even took two steps forward involuntarily.

In the field of vision, Tang Jingchen, dressed in royal blue, lifted the curtain and came out. His agile figure leaped up as lightly as a bird and jumped off the carriage first.

Then, the green gauze skirt gradually approached the curtain, as if it had an endless attraction that made him unable to look away. Finally, a large piece of gauze skirt below the waist appeared in front of him, just like a green lotus blooming in summer, fresh and pleasant.

Fu Qi'an's heart beat faster, his eyes opened wider and wider, and he stared at the beauty who was about to appear in his sight without blinking, his heart full of anticipation.

However, at this moment, the car curtain suddenly fell down without any warning, blocking out the green color and leaving only the unsightly blue-gray curtain.

Fu Qian'an's pupils suddenly shrank, he frowned, and shifted his gaze to meet Tang Jingchen's inquiring and wary gaze beside the carriage.

"Mr. Fu, what a coincidence, we meet again." Tang Jingchen put on a polite and distant smile, reached out to pull down the curtain of the carriage, and deliberately raised his voice to greet Fu Qi'an.

Xiao Guoer in the carriage was about to bend down and step out of the carriage, but she paused. She instantly understood what Tang Jingchen meant, and sat back leisurely.

Fu Qi'an gritted his teeth in anger, took a few steps forward, and stopped in front of Tang Jingchen.

"I didn't expect to see Mr. Fu here. It's really surprising. I thought Mr. Fu had something very important to deal with right now, and he might be too busy to get away in a short time." Tang Jingchen said meaningfully.

Not long ago, he was the one who found Fu Qian and brought him a message from the Eighth Prince, asking him to go to the bamboo forest to meet him.

So, why is Fu Qi'an here at this time? Is the Eighth Prince safe and sound?

Fu Qi'an glanced at the carriage, suppressed his anxiety, and said slowly, "It's very important. I was ordered to find out the whereabouts of a person. I dare not slack off. I rushed here without stopping after getting the clue."

On orders? Whose orders? It goes without saying. It must be the seriously injured Eighth Prince. But who is he investigating? And why is he telling him this?

Thinking about the time when he jumped off the carriage just now and saw Fu Qi'an's wolf-like eyes staring fiercely at the curtain, Tang Jingchen's heart tightened, and he said in a distant and indifferent tone, "If that's the case, then I won't hinder Master Fu from doing his work."

After saying this, he bowed and was about to leave. He still remembered that Fu Qian'an once wanted to drug Xiao Guo'er. No matter what he wanted to do at that time, with his lustful character, if he saw Xiao Guo'er's face like this, he would probably get into trouble.

Just as he was about to jump back into the carriage and leave with Xiao Guoer, an arm stretched out and blocked his way.

"Wait a minute." Fu Qian said coldly.

"Mr. Tang just arrived here, why did he leave in a hurry when he saw me? There is another person in the carriage, why is he hiding inside and not daring to come out?"