Time Travel: Brothel Maid

Chapter 120 Concubinage

When Chen Fengyao heard Fu Qian'an say that Yingniang was willing to marry him as a concubine, an indescribable joy surged in his heart, and he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Fu Qi'an also smiled and congratulated, "Congratulations to General Chen for getting what he wanted and marrying the beauty."

Chen Fengyao was in a good mood. He felt that this kind of happiness even exceeded the satisfaction brought by winning a battle. "Thank you for persuading Yingniang this time."

Fu Qi'an waved his hand and said, "I am only following the orders of the Eighth Prince. If General Chen wants to thank someone, then thank the Eighth Prince."

Chen Fengyao responded readily, "Of course, I know what's going on. Just tell the Eighth Prince that if he needs me in the future, I will never refuse."

"I will definitely convey General Chen's words to the Eighth Prince. I believe the Eighth Prince will also be happy for General Chen."

"Hahaha."

Fu Qi'an was afraid that something unexpected might happen, so he advised, "General Chen is so happy, why not get married as soon as possible? On the one hand, you can hold the beauty in your arms as soon as possible, and on the other hand, you can avoid more trouble and unnecessary complications."

Chen Fengyao thought for a moment and nodded, "That's fine. Find an auspicious day and bring Yingniang into the mansion."

This auspicious day was chosen five days later.

Although he was only taking a concubine, it was a concubine taken by a great general, so the event was quite grand.

From afar, one could see the general's mansion decorated with colorful lights and red ribbons flying all over the sky, it was so lively and festive!

Looking at General Chen again, he always had a serious and rigid face in the past, but at this moment he actually showed a rare smile, and his eyes and brows were full of joy that could not be concealed.

Everyone guessed that this concubine must be very much loved by him. General Chen was a widower who lost his wife at an early age. Although he later married several concubines, he never remarried. Now that this concubine has entered the mansion, she is not under the control of the mistress and is favored by General Chen. I think her life must be very comfortable.

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Yingniang sat in the sedan chair, her body swaying with the sedan chair, and everything she saw was pink.

Only the wife can use bright red, and since she is a concubine, she should use pink.

While shaking, Yingniang suddenly felt a nauseous feeling rising in her chest, which made her dizzy and almost vomit. She endured it again and again and finally managed to suppress the nausea, but her tears flowed uncontrollably.

She hadn't eaten anything this morning. Why was she so sick? Why couldn't she stop crying?

The handkerchief in Yingniang's hand was completely wet, but her tears were still flowing.

She couldn't help but feel annoyed with herself. Hadn't she already made up her mind? Why did things turn out like this? Why was she so useless?

She silently warned herself: Don't cry! Who are you crying for? No one will ever wipe your tears with loving eyes again! Forget him, you have fulfilled his life, you have done a good job!

Slowly, her tears finally stopped flowing, but her big eyes, which had been bright and moving, had now become dull and lifeless, as if they had lost their souls.

The sedan chair passed through the bustling and lively streets, moving forward slowly and steadily, as if running towards a predetermined ending.

The streets and alleys were crowded with people watching the fun. Their eyes were focused on the festively decorated sedan in front of them. They didn't notice at all that a haggard young man was following closely not far behind the sedan.

The man was dressed in fine clothes, but his face was extremely pale and his body was so thin that it made people feel distressed. He kept chasing after the sedan chair, his steps were weak and he stumbled, as if he was exhausted. He chased for a long time but could not catch up.

This person was Zhou Fangye. He had lost his appetite for days, which made him physically weak. After walking such a long way, he could only see stars in front of his eyes.

He wanted to catch up with the sedan chair and ask the person inside: Why! Why didn't you run away with him? Why did you choose to marry someone else!

The rage in his heart made him lose all reason. He just wanted to see with his own eyes and hear from her own mouth whether she was really so heartless? Was she really as Fu Qi'an said... a fickle woman!

However, his physical strength was too poor. He watched helplessly as the peach pink sedan went farther and farther away from him, but he could not catch up.

Finally, his legs went weak, his steps staggered, and his body fell forward uncontrollably. He was about to fall to the ground, but someone grabbed his unbalanced body in time.

He steadied his shaking body and looked carefully, and it turned out to be him.

"Master Fu? Have you been following me?"

Fu Qi'an supported him, and seeing his distraught and dying appearance, a trace of pity flashed across his eyes, "You are in this state, you can't even walk. I am worried that something has happened to you."

Zhou Fangye laughed sarcastically, "Mr. Fu, are you afraid that I will do something that will bring shame to your Fu family?"

Fu Qi'an didn't care about his ridicule. After all, this man would be his brother-in-law in the future. He patiently advised, "Brother Zhou, you are wrong. I am not only thinking about my Fu family, but also your Zhou family. If Brother Zhou does something irrational today, it will not only make the Zhou and Fu families lose face in Shangjing City, but also affect General Chen's face. General Chen is in a high position and has great power. If he is angered, can our families bear it? I am afraid that the family that is implicated will suffer. Brother Zhou has always been smarter than me, and he should be able to see things more clearly than me. Don't do something that will make you regret it because of your momentary unwillingness."

Zhou Fangye felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. Only the unrelieved hatred in his chest kept him from falling.

He didn't know how much time had passed, but the peach-pink sedan in front of him could no longer be seen. However, he still stood there motionless, as if his feet were nailed down and he couldn't move even a step.

Fu Qi'an supported him, "Brother Zhou, shall I take you home? You should take good care of your body in the mansion for a while, and you should not be overly worried and sad..."

Before Fu Qian'an could finish his words, Zhou Fangye suddenly broke free from the hand that was on his arm and continued to walk forward firmly.

Fu Qi'an never expected that he would do this, not caring about the safety of his family at all and insisting on doing things his own way. He immediately became anxious. He couldn't let him do whatever he wanted and ruin his long-planned layout.