Time Travel: Brothel Maid

Fu Qi'an seemed to see what she was thinking. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a playful smile, and deliberately teased her and asked, "Why are you scared?"

Xiao Guoer stopped trying to be brave at this time, and said weakly, "Yes, who knows what shameful things are in your courtyard. I am very timid, Mr. Fu, please forgive me."

Fu Qi'an laughed, "Xiao Guo'er, you think too much. This is my villa, not a dangerous place. Besides, I am the only servant here, and I can't beat you. This servant doesn't know martial arts either. What do you have to be afraid of?"

Fu Qi'an had other preparations and was not afraid that Xiao Guo'er would run away, so he only left a servant to serve him, which would also make it convenient for him to do something shameful later.

After all, there were many servants, and if the news accidentally reached his father's ears, he would inevitably be beaten again.

Seeing that Xiao Guoer was still on guard and unmoved, he continued, "Yingniang will have to live her life at the mercy of my sister. My sister has been spoiled since she was a child and is willful and unruly. She is not someone who can tolerate others, but she is the only one who can listen to what I say. Do you think I should advise my sister to be gentle and generous, or advise her to take precautions and remove all obstacles that may take away her husband's love in the future?"

Fu Qi'an stared at Xiao Guo'er with a half-smile on his face, his threat clearly evident.

Xiao Guoer pursed her lips, took a step forward, and said with a seemingly relaxed smile on her face, "Mr. Fu will naturally persuade your sister to be more gentle and generous. Anger is harmful to the body."

Seeing her movements, Fu Qi'an's smile gradually widened, his eyes flickering with satisfaction, "That depends on whether Xiao Guoer can drink with me later."

Xiao Guo'er held the thing hidden in her sleeve, feeling relieved, "Don't worry, Master Fu. Although I am not good at drinking, I will do my best."

The two of them walked in one after the other.

The courtyard is not big, but it is very elegant and quiet. Pavilions, towers, rockery and waterside pavilions are all available, scattered in the courtyard. The green trees are shady, the flowers are blooming, and the breeze brings bursts of flower fragrance. Such a beautiful scenery makes people intoxicated.

However, at this moment, Xiao Guoer had no intention of appreciating the beautiful scenery. She was concentrating on watching Fu Qian'an's every move and remained vigilant at all times.

Xiao Guoer followed Fu Qian'an for a while and came to a room. As soon as she entered the door, there was a table full of prepared food and wine.

Xiao Guoer observed for a while and found that this room should be a bedroom. Through the hazy gauze curtain, she could vaguely see a step-out bed in the compartment next to it.

Xiao Guoer suddenly felt a strange feeling in her heart, but when she saw Fu Qian'an had already sat down, she had no choice but to bite the bullet and sit down as well.

"Master Fu, it was my fault for attacking you in Jinxiang Tower that day. Please forgive me. If you are still angry, just vent it on me. I will accept the beating and punishment and will never fight back. But please persuade your sister to be more tolerant of my elder sister and don't make things difficult for her."

Fu Qi'an smiled charmingly and said to her, "I don't care about what happened in the past. Why would I hit you? I told you that you look like my cousin who died young. Why didn't you believe me? I just wanted to have a drink and chat with you."

Xiao Guoer saw him put his hand on her shoulder and patted and pinched it... She resisted the urge to slap him away, rolled her eyes silently, and said with a forced smile, "Mr. Fu is so magnanimous. I am too narrow-minded. Mr. Fu is such a good person. He will definitely not bear to see my sister suffer..."

Fu Qi'an pinched the thin and frail shoulders of his subordinate, thinking of the white and tender skin under the clothes, and couldn't help but feel a little distracted. He couldn't wait to interrupt Xiao Guo'er's words, "Let's talk about Yingniang later. First, try this pot of my best Yunchun wine. You can't buy it outside. It's a good wine in my collection."

Xiao Guoer pouted. Giving her the precious wine she had collected? They weren't that close, were they? There must be some conspiracy!

"Thank you for your hospitality, Master Fu. I don't know much about wine, so I'm afraid I'll waste your good wine."

Fu Qi'an immediately showed his displeasure, "Why does Xiao Guoer always make excuses? Do you look down on me or my wine? If you are so reluctant, why did you agree to come to the banquet today? Are you just trying to use me?"

Seeing that he was about to get angry, Xiao Guoer was afraid that he would really say something unfavorable to Yingniang to Fu Yaoning, so she smiled flatteringly, "Mr. Fu, what are you talking about? It was just that I agreed to treat you to a meal and a drink, but in the end you had to pay for it. I am just embarrassed."

Fu Qi'an's expression softened a little, "We hit it off right away. It's just a banquet, there's no need to be so clear about it."

Xiao Guoer secretly complained in her heart, hit it off at first sight? Can you call it hit it off at first sight if you fight for the first time you meet? I don't know what this person wants to do, saying such high-sounding words. But it seems that she can't avoid the wine today anyway. But fortunately, she was prepared.

Fu Qi'an filled both glasses with wine, placed one of them in front of Xiao Guo'er, and looked at her expectantly, "Try it quickly."

Xiao Guoer had no choice but to pick up the wine glass and raise it to her lips. Her wide sleeves covered half of her face and the hand holding the glass. She looked up and then down. Her movements were smooth and natural, and the glass was empty in the blink of an eye.

Fu Qi'an watched her put the empty wine glass on the table, and immediately smiled and asked Xiao Guo'er something she had not expected, "What do you think of my yard?"

Xiao Guoer lowered her hands, quietly moved the wet towel in her sleeves, and replied calmly, "Of course it's fine."

Fu Qi'an continued with a smile, "Then I'll let you live here from now on, okay?"

Xiao Guo'er was confused and didn't understand Fu Qi'an's train of thought. What was going on? Was there anything wrong with his brain? Just because she praised the yard, he should let her live there?

"What do you mean, Master Fu? How can I live in your house?"

"Why not? You can live in this room if you want. It will be more convenient for us to drink here often in the future."

Fu Qian counted silently in his mind while observing Xiao Guoer's reaction, waiting for the knockout drug in the wine to take effect and see when she would faint.

Drinking often? Xiao Guoer was very confused after hearing what Fu Qi'an said. Could it be that she really looked like his cousin who died young? Otherwise, why would he drink with her often?

Time passed by, but Xiao Guoer showed no signs of fainting. Fu Qi'an couldn't help but feel suspicious, muttering to himself: Is it possible that one glass of wine is not enough? This shouldn't be the case, he spent a lot of money to buy this knockout drug!

Fu Qian poured another glass of wine into Xiao Guoer's glass, "This wine of mine is hard to come by, have another glass."

Xiao Guo'er had a towel prepared in her sleeve for pouring wine, so she was not afraid of pouring a few more glasses.

Regardless of whether there were additives in the wine or not, she would not drink it. Fu Qi'an's intentions were unpredictable. If he intended to harm her, she would not drink the wine.

But even if he didn't mean to harm her, she couldn't drink. She couldn't drink much. What if she got drunk and her identity as a woman was exposed?

If Fu Qi'an found out that she was the woman he was looking for and killed on the orders of the Eighth Prince to silence her, wouldn't she have been killed in her dream without knowing it?

"Mr. Fu, why don't you drink? Wouldn't it be boring if I drink alone?" Xiao Guoer looked at the wine glass in front of Fu Qinan with a smile and raised her glass to gesture.