Time Travel: Brothel Maid

Chapter 211 Wu Qingqing's Fate

Wu Zinian sighed and said helplessly, "But Qingqing is my daughter after all, I can't really beat her to death, right?"

Madam Wu was so angry that she sat up all of a sudden. She increased the strength of her hands and pushed the man even harder, saying angrily, "She deserves to be beaten to death! Who told her to be so immoral and want to climb up the social ladder? Now that she hasn't climbed up the social ladder, she deserves to fall to death! If the master can't bear it, just let her become a nun, which will save the face and reputation of our whole family!"

Wu Zinian could not tell her that this was the order of the Eighth Prince, so he could only say sullenly, "After all, she is my flesh and blood, I really can't bear it, why don't I find a small family from another place who doesn't know about it and marry her off far away."

The little girl was just following orders, and now she has ended up like this, which is pitiful enough. How could he have the heart to force her to death? A lifetime of seclusion is too hard, and he feels guilty for ruining his little girl's best years!

In the darkness, Madam Wu glared at the man beside her. Humph, you feel so sorry for that little bitch, isn't it because that little bitch's mother is a seductive vixen?

Humph, I just want that little bitch to live in dire straits for the rest of her life!

The Wu family has raised her for more than a decade, so she should give back something! There are many high-ranking officials in this world who want to take a concubine who is literate and has a clean family background. The little girl is beautiful and has a good reputation in the Wu family. If she is taken as a concubine, she can definitely be sold for a good price!

Isn't she going to get married? She'll make it happen!

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The weather in late summer is still hot, but the military discipline has always been strict. In the huge team, the soldiers, even wearing heavy military uniforms, still marched steadily and lined up in neat rows without the slightest complaint.

The Eighth Prince's carriage was driving in the center of the team, the body of the carriage swaying slightly and making a slight creaking sound.

Inside the car, the sound of a sleepy and tired reading voice continued to ring out.

It was the sound of Xiao Guo'er trying to concentrate on studying. After she and Jingchen had resolved their misunderstanding last night, they talked for a long time, resulting in a serious lack of sleep.

She was woken up early this morning to travel, and was also called by the Eighth Prince, who tried every means to exploit her labor, to read to him. This made her, who was already sleep-deprived, feel very miserable.

She is really sleepy!

Her eyelids felt as if they weighed a thousand pounds, and the words in the book seemed to have a magical hypnotic power. One word at a time, entering her eyes and coming out of her mouth, conveyed the signal of sleepiness, which was more effective than sleeping pills.

Her voice became unclear, and the pace of her reading became slower and slower. Finally, her mouth could no longer open, her eyes closed, and the book in her hand fell to the carpet with a "click", which did not make much noise and naturally did not wake up the little girl who had fallen asleep on the small table.

The wheels rolled, raising a cloud of dust. The sound of reading in the carriage suddenly stopped, leaving only the squeaking sound of the wheels rolling over the road.

Zhao Yunrong looked with deep eyes at the little girl who was sleeping soundly with no elegance at all and her pink little mouth slightly open, and he did not try to wake her up.

He didn't come here to listen to her mistake-filled reading voice, but when he thought of the intimate scene between her and Tang Jingchen in another carriage, he wanted to kill someone.

That's why he called her over and kept her by his side. Even if she did nothing, as long as she was not with Tang Jingchen, the depression in his heart would be largely reduced.

At this moment, looking at her peaceful sleeping face, his heart was completely calmed down.

Not knowing what she dreamed about, the corners of the little girl's mouth were raised. Zhao Yunrong couldn't help but stretch out his hand to touch that slight smile, but when his hand was about to touch that face, he put it down dejectedly.

He sighed, turned his eyes away from her face, and looked at the scenery outside the car window.

When Xiao Guoer woke up, it was because the carriage braked. Her body moved forward on the small table due to inertia, and her legs hit the table legs, waking her up in pain.

"Hiss——" Xiao Guoer climbed up from the small table, half-opened her eyes in a daze and reached out to rub the painful part of her leg. After rubbing for a while, she was shocked to find where she was.

Her half-open eyes suddenly widened, and blinked twice because of guilt. She tilted her head and looked over. The Eighth Prince was flipping through a book with his eyes lowered, looking like he was reading very attentively.

Xiao Guoer pursed her lips and said in a low voice a little embarrassedly, "I accidentally fell asleep, why didn't the prince wake me up?"

But Zhao Yunrong seemed not to hear it. He didn't even raise his head and turned another page of the book in his hand.

Just when Xiao Guoer was annoyed at how she could sleep peacefully in front of the Eighth Prince and didn't know how he would punish her, Shen Jing's voice came from outside the carriage, "Prince, we have arrived at the official post."

Zhao Yunrong then looked up, put down the book in his hand, stood up and walked out of the carriage.

Seeing that he had no intention of paying attention to her, Xiao Guo'er was about to get off the carriage. But she heard the man in front of her suddenly speak to her, "The tasks that were not completed today will be doubled tomorrow."

I knew he wouldn't let her off easily! Miser!

Xiao Guoer pouted and reluctantly accepted the punishment, "Yes, Your Majesty!"

The two got off the carriage one after another. Xiao Guoer no longer followed the Eighth Prince, but ran to Tang Jingchen's carriage. Tang Jingchen also got off the carriage. The two smiled at each other, stood together intimately, pointing at a restaurant not far away, talking and laughing.

Zhao Yunrong couldn't hear what they were saying, but he could guess that they were probably discussing where to have dinner.

He saw Xiao Guo'er's curved mouth opening and closing, and then Tang Jingchen nodded, put his hand on her head and touched it, and the two of them walked towards the restaurant.

Watching this scene, Zhao Yunrong's depression came back again.

He wanted more and more to keep her by his side all the time, but she would never be willing to do so.

Now he can still find reasons to let her study with him, but when they return to Shangjing City, how can he stop her and Tang Jingchen from being close day and night?

Just thinking about that kind of scene made him feel irritated and anxious.

Tang Jingchen followed Xiao Guoer towards a grand restaurant in front, when he suddenly felt a thorn in his back. He stopped, frowned and looked back, but did not notice anything unusual. The soldiers and guards surrounded the Eighth Prince and walked towards the official post station in an orderly manner, and there was nothing unusual.

Before he could carefully investigate where the feeling of being stared at with malicious intent just now came from, he suddenly felt a soft touch on his palm, and then heard a puzzled voice in his ear, "Why don't you leave?"

He came back to his senses and looked down at the little girl standing beside him. She was looking up, staring at him with a pair of clear big eyes with a questioning look.

Tang Jingchen's heart softened, and he gently clenched the soft little hand that had entered his palm, and asked softly: "It's okay, let's go. What do you want to eat?"