Time Travel: Brothel Maid

Zhou held her son's hand, and seemed to have thought of something. Her originally loving expression gradually disappeared, replaced by a serious face, and her voice became stern.

"Although I promised you that I would find a suitable opportunity to give that prostitute a proper status in the future, you need to remember to treat Miss Fu well and bring her home. You two are not married yet. If she knew that you wanted to take a prostitute as a concubine, she would definitely make a scene and might even regret the engagement, so you must not let her know."

At this point, Zhou sighed. For the sake of her son, she had already lowered her principles again and again. "After all, we are the ones who let Miss Fu down in this matter, so we will double our compensation to her in the future, and you must take better care of her."

Zhou Fangye slowly put away the smile on his face and said with a full heart of self-blame, "Mother has considered everything for her son, but her son is so unfilial that he has put her in a dilemma and even made her bear an unjust reputation. I am extremely ashamed." After saying that, he lowered his head.

Zhou patted her son's hand and softened her tone. "You have always been a good and filial child, so mother naturally loves you. Seeing you depressed all day because of a woman, mother feels bad. I only hope that my son can have a smooth and happy future. Even if mother has to do something against her conscience, it is worth it."

In recent days, it is rare for mother and son to be together in such a harmonious atmosphere and say some heartfelt words to each other.

While Zhou felt comforted, she couldn't help but sigh. People say that sons forget their mothers after they get married. Isn't that exactly the truth?

Some time ago, he begged her for a prostitute, but when she refused, he would put on a bad face and look like he was dying. Now that she has agreed, he is so happy. This son is really a debt owed by his previous life.

When Zhou Fangye got the good news, he could not hold back. After talking to his mother for a while, he was eager to find Yingniang to celebrate the good news with her.

Yingniang, we don’t have to worry anymore from now on, we can grow old together.

Zhou Fangye's steps were brisk, he was so happy that he forgot everything else and was only focused on getting on the road, not paying any attention to the people and things around him.

Little do people know that extreme joy is often associated with sadness.

Fu Yaoning and Fu Qian'an, brother and sister, were strolling on the street when they saw Zhou Fangye walking in a hurry. They didn't know where he was going, so they were about to go up to say hello, but Zhou Fangye didn't even see them around the corner and left like a gust of wind.

Fu Yaoning had been feeling a little unhappy ever since she came back from Qingshui River yesterday. Now, seeing that Zhou Fangye actually ignored her, she became even more furious.

She pouted and complained to Fu Qian'an beside her, "Brother, where is Mr. Zhou going? Why is he in such a hurry? I have never seen him like this before."

Fu Qian looked at the direction where Zhou Fangye disappeared, which was the road leading to Zhuxian Lane. He knew in his heart that he had gone to find Yingniang.

But he didn't say it directly. Instead, he turned to look at Fu Yaoning and asked calmly, "How is your relationship with Zhou Fangye? Have you decided to marry him?"

Fu Yaoning didn't understand why her brother suddenly asked this question. After a moment's pause, she answered honestly, "We are fine. Mr. Zhou has a good character, handsome appearance, and profound knowledge. He is an excellent choice for a husband."

Fu Qi'an asked again, "If he wants to take a concubine or a mistress in the future, will you agree?"

Fu Yaoning pondered for a while, then lowered her head and said sullenly, "I don't know..."

Although it was common for a man to have three wives and four concubines, which woman in the world would willingly share her husband with other women? This was especially unacceptable to the eldest daughter of the Fu family, who had been spoiled since childhood and had a willful personality.

Fu Qi'an asked again, "If I asked you to marry someone else now, would you be willing?"

Fu Yaoning didn't know why her brother asked such irrelevant questions today. She frowned and said in a soft voice with a hint of annoyance, "Brother, why do you want me to marry someone else? It was you who advised me to find Zhou Fangye as my husband. Why are you saying this now? Zhou Fangye is a good man. I don't want to marry someone else!"

Fu Qi'an observed his sister's reaction and had already made up his mind. He gently placed his broad palm on his sister's shoulder with a playful smile on his face, "Don't be upset, sister. I just want to know how you feel about him. It seems that my sister has already fallen deeply in love with Zhou Fangye."

Fu Yaoning raised her hand and slapped her brother's hand away, saying with a hint of anger, "Brother, stop teasing me."

"Sister." Fu Qian'an gradually put away his playful smile and rarely showed a serious expression. This serious look gave Fu Yaoning a bad feeling.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Fu Yaoning asked cautiously.

"Sister, I just found out recently that Zhou Fangye has a mistress. He must have gone to that mistress's place just now." There was a hint of apology in Fu Qian'an's tone.

Fu Yaoning felt as if she had been struck by lightning, and her whole body froze in place. Suddenly, there was a buzzing sound in her ears, and her vision became blurry.

After a long while, she came back to her senses. In a trance, she saw her brother in front of her with a horrified face, anxiously asking her, "Sister, what's wrong with you? Why don't you speak?"

Fu Yaoning closed her eyes tightly, trying to calm the shock and pain in her heart.

At this moment, the scene of Zhou Fangye and the woman who won the first prize in poetry at the Lotus Viewing Festival yesterday looking at each other kept flashing in her mind. Especially when Zhou Fangye kept saying that he was not familiar with the woman, she naively believed him.

Now that I think about it, I was really ridiculous!

Seeing that his sister turned a deaf ear to his questions and closed her eyes, Fu Qian'an suddenly felt guilty. It was indeed too much for him to use his sister like this, but he could not disobey the orders of the Eighth Prince!

When Fu Yaoning opened her eyes again, her eyes were clear and bright, as if she saw through everything. She stared at her brother's uneasy expression quietly, and said in a calm and almost cold tone: "Is that concubine a prostitute?"

"How did you know?" Fu Qi'an was shocked, but after thinking about it carefully, he figured out why his sister knew it.

He also heard today that Yingniang's poem won the first prize at the Lotus Viewing Festival yesterday. His sister and Zhou Fangye also went to Qingshui River yesterday, so he thought they must have met there.

Although he did not see what happened with his own eyes, he could roughly guess that after the three met, Zhou Fangye must have concealed his relationship with Yingniang from his sister, but he still left traces, and his sister has just realized it.