Time Travel: Brothel Maid

Chapter 119 I Will Marry You

Hearing Fu Qi'an's voice, the complex emotions in Yingniang's eyes slowly faded away, replaced by indifference. She raised her head slightly, looked at Fu Qi'an sharply, and asked coldly, "Mr. Fu, what do you want me to do?"

She would not believe that Fu Qi'an would help them elope as Zhou Lang said in his letter, otherwise he would not have advised her like that a few days ago.

Fu Qi'an raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Brother Zhou's deep affection for you is really touching. Aren't you moved? Don't you want to run away with him?"

Yingniang sneered, her tone full of sarcasm, "Zhou Lang must have no other options, so he's desperate to seek help. Let alone whether Master Fu is really willing to help him, even if he escapes from the Zhou Mansion, where can we go? The Zhou and Fu families are both official families, I'm afraid we'll be caught before we even leave Shangjing City, right?"

After hearing what Yingniang said, Fu Qian'an couldn't help but secretly praise her. She immediately looked at her with new eyes. No wonder Zhou Fangye and Chen Fengyao both thought so highly of her. She never knew that a prostitute could have such a sharp and intelligent mind.

When Yingniang was trapped in love before, she always had a glimmer of hope in her heart, hoping that Zhou Fangye could handle the situation properly and settle her down properly.

Now that she had made up her mind to let it go, she completely understood that it was impossible for the two of them to be together. They could play around for a while, but staying together forever was wishful thinking.

Once the blindfold of love that had blinded her eyes in the past was removed, her mind became extremely clear.

Unfortunately, although she understood these principles now, Zhou Lang fell into them again.

I can only sigh, fate, you are really cruel!

Fu Qi'an nodded in appreciation, "You are right. Not to mention that it is impossible for the two of you to leave the capital. Even if you really leave, how can Brother Zhou, a court official with a bright future, hide his identity and live an ordinary and poor life with you? Can he really stick to the poor days and live with you forever? I think you know it better than me. It's a pity that Brother Zhou will not turn back until he hits the wall. I'm afraid he will keep tossing and turning. If he is not allowed to give up, I'm afraid he will live in self-torture for the rest of his life."

"This is your real purpose, right? You want me to write a letter to persuade him to give up?" Yingniang raised a sarcastic smile.

This time, Fu Qi'an shook his head in disapproval. "One letter is not enough to stop Brother Zhou from thinking about you. It will only make him think that you were forced to write this letter because of the situation. He will continue to miss you day and night, and try every means to stay with you forever. The Zhou family will never have peace again. He will always be immersed in grief and anger, and eventually turn against his parents, and hate his wife. He will be full of sorrow and no longer happy. Can you... bear to see him become like that?"

As every word Fu Qian'an said reached her ears, Yingniang's face became paler and paler, until the last question floated in the air, Yingniang was already pale and her body shook involuntarily.

Fu Qi'an's words kept echoing in her ears. Can she bear it? Of course she can't bear it.

"Then what can you do to make him give up?"

Fu Qi'an couldn't bear to see her like this, as if she was experiencing some heart-wrenching pain. He lowered his eyes slightly, hardened his heart, and continued, "It's not difficult to make Brother Zhou give up. Just find a man to marry. Let Brother Zhou see with his own eyes how you fall in love with someone else and turn to someone else. This way, he will give up."

Yingniang opened her lips slightly, looking stunned, and murmured, "He will hate me..."

Fu Qian raised his eyes again, with a helpless look in his eyes, and said cruelly, "Yes. The woman he loves so much, can't wait for his arrangement and suddenly marries someone else. He will naturally be sad and painful, and even hate your fickleness. But he will soon forget you, because a proud man like Brother Zhou will not allow himself to waste his feelings, even hatred, on an unworthy woman. From then on, he can live a peaceful life."

Yingniang's eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, filled with despairing gloom. She fiddled with her fingers unconsciously, her sharp nails piercing her delicate skin, blood flowing out in strands, but she seemed to be completely unaware, as if she felt no pain or insensitivity.

Fu Qian'an frowned, regretting the bad idea he had given to the Eighth Prince. But then he thought, even if it wasn't him, even if the Fu family and the Zhou family weren't married, no aristocratic family or any lady from a noble family would allow a prostitute like her to be a concubine.

Thinking of this, Fu Qi'an's conscience was somewhat relieved. He was a little annoyed. What happened to him recently? Why did he become more and more soft-hearted?

It was unknown how long the quiet atmosphere lasted. Fu Qian did not urge him anymore, but just waited patiently.

Finally, when Yingniang's fingers were so broken that they were almost unbearable to look at, she slowly opened her mouth, "Mr. Fu, have you found someone for me to marry?" Her voice was calm but with a hint of despair, as if she already knew the answer.

Fu Qi'an nodded, "You should know that with your status, you were once the most beautiful woman in Zuihualou, so you can't be the principal wife. Even if you are a concubine, you were once Zhou Fangye's beloved mistress, and ordinary people would not dare to cause trouble like you. Therefore, only a family above the Zhou family would not be afraid of Zhou Fangye and would be willing to take you as a concubine."

Fu Qian'an had just advised her to follow Chen Fengyao a few days ago. Now she naturally understood that the person he was talking about must be him.

Yingniang spoke again, "Okay, I'll marry you."

Anyway, no matter who it is, as long as it's not Zhou Fangye, it makes the same sense to her whoever she marries.

As for why Chen Fengyao, a great general, was willing to marry a prostitute like her as a concubine, she didn't want to think too much about the reason behind it.

Fu Qian'an left Zhuxian Lane and finally completed the task assigned by the Eighth Prince. He finally brought Chen Fengyao under the Eighth Prince's command. Logically speaking, he should feel relieved at this moment, but for some reason, Yingniang's distraught and almost desperate look just now always appeared in his mind involuntarily, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

Hey, could it be that Xiao Guoer was right? Is he really a kind person with a conscience and a soft heart?

This is too unbelievable! There must be something wrong. I will never be soft-hearted when doing things. This time it must be because Yingniang was the woman he liked, so he had a little pity for her.

Well, that must be the case!

Fu Qian'an finally found a reason to convince himself, and he felt greatly relieved.

His steps became much lighter, and soon he arrived at the general's mansion.