Otherwise, she would not have come directly to the brothel. At least after discovering the carriage, she would have gone to the restaurant first.
Not only Li Xiuzhu was sure about it, but Nong Yue was also sure about it, but they were sure about different things.
It seems that my husband is indeed being followed.
At this time, Li Xiuzhu did not dare to think too much in his heart and forcibly suppressed all his mental activities.
It was not until he was sure that Fu Yuehua's carriage was within 200 meters of him that an idea came to his mind.
That little girl Fu Yuehua would definitely not have any idea of what I am doing now, and she would definitely not have any idea that Nong Yue and I would have an affair in her maid's room.
After 150 meters.
It's over. Fu Yuehua found out. How did she know I was in the brothel? Who told me? Lao Ma?
That’s not right, she didn’t notice Lao Ma’s car.
She quickly went out the back door and entered the pub. Even though she had doubts in her heart, she couldn't say anything.
The carriage still didn't stop, and Li Xiuzhu suddenly realized that the scope of his thoughts was even smaller than this.
100 meters...
90 meters...
80 meters...
40 meters...
Li Xiuzhu was speechless. Was it shorter than he thought? Or did Fu Yuehua keep her composure and discover it?
I've already thought of six paragraphs of what I want to say, but why is there no response at all?
30 meters...
"Why is Fu Yuehua, the tigress, here? What is she doing here? And why is she heading straight to the brothel?"
"Oh my god, how did they get downstairs? It must be that damn old man Lao Ma who sent the report."
"No, I have to take my silver bottle and hide it first."
Fu Yuehua's expression began to change, and following Li Xiuzhu's thoughts, she also realized that she was too precise.
Alas, this was because I was too angry and careless.
But besides being alert, she was also angrier.
This bastard called me either a little girl or a tigress.
Calling that courtesan little darling and calling Yinping little darling, am I, a daughter of the prime minister's mansion, not as good as them? However, Li Xiuzhu's words gave her some inspiration.
"Uncle Wang, go see where the driver is and call him over."
Uncle Wang, Fu Yuehua's driver, said quickly after hearing this: "Old Ma should be at the restaurant two hundred meters away. I saw our carriage there."
Two hundred meters away, why didn’t you say so earlier?
"Go and bring the old horse over here. Leave the carriage over there and don't move it. I'll be waiting for you in Shanglin Garden."
"Yes, ma'am."
Seeing Fu Yuehua's carriage suddenly stop, Li Xiuzhu finally breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he hadn't discovered it before, but it was at this distance now.
After roughly estimating the straight-line distance, it should be at most ten feet.
Next, I can’t let my thoughts run wild anymore. I have to try my best to filter out what’s in my mind, but I can’t prevent her from hearing it at all.
Li Xiuzhu got the information he wanted and felt a lot more relaxed.
"Come, before she comes up, I'll give you a poem first. Time is urgent, and there may only be one poem left."
Nong Yue just remembered this matter, slapped her forehead and said quickly: "One song is enough, Li Lang, you write first, I will go and hold her back."
I was so stunned by the kiss that I forgot about my business.
I used to hear the women who entertained clients talk about how wonderful sex was, but I never expected that just kissing could be so wonderful.
It’s all Li Lang’s fault. He led me astray.
It was really that Li Xiuzhu couldn't hear Nong Yue's inner voice, otherwise he would have a lot of question marks in his mind. Wasn't it this little girl who led him astray?
The wicked ones complain first?
There are many poems and lyrics that can be used. But time is limited now, so of course I will just use whatever I think of.
But seeing the wet traces of tears, I don’t know who I hate in my heart.
Resentment - Bujie Jushi "OK, perfect?!"
Hmm? Ok? What does it mean? What are they doing? Fu Yuehua suddenly felt that she had not read enough. She could not understand many of the words in her cheap husband's mind.
After all, Li Xiuzhu had just found out that his thoughts were being eavesdropped on, and he didn't notice many things. The only thing that made him cautious was not to expose this.
"Come on, Jin Ping, let's go in first."
"Yes, Miss!"
Jin Ping got out of the car first, and after helping Fu Yuehua get out of the car, she asked curiously as they walked, "Miss, how did you guess that the son-in-law came to the brothel?"
Fu Yuehua had no intention of sharing the secret of being able to eavesdrop on Li Xiuzhu's thoughts with anyone, so she snorted when she heard that.
"He rushed out so hastily right after waking up and eating. He must want to see his lover."
"He had never been to a brothel before. He only came once before he got married. So this person must be the courtesan Nong Yue I saw last time."
There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!
Jin Ping was stunned. She only knew that her brother-in-law had gone to a brothel, but she didn't expect that the girl he found was the courtesan Nong Yue.
"Ah? The son-in-law's lover is actually the courtesan Nong Yue?"
"I heard from our family that if you want to watch the performance of the courtesan Nong Yue, the ticket alone costs two strings of cash, and you have to line up half a month in advance to get a number."
"By the way, I heard from the concierge Xiaowu that the Oiran Nong Yue will be performing tonight. My son-in-law must be here to watch the performance."
Listening to Jin Ping's increasingly excited praise and yearning, Fu Yuehua's face became darker and darker.
What do you mean by being so excited? She is competing with your daughter for a man, whose side are you on?
Just after a silver bottle backstabbed me, your lady, you want to surrender to the enemy and join the army of that little courtesan?
"Golden Bottle..."
"Hmm..." Just as he responded and turned around, Jin Ping suddenly froze.
It's over, it's over, I'm doomed, what's wrong with me, am I out of my mind? Why am I praising the oiran?
"Miss, I was wrong, I...I..."
"Okay, I don't blame you! It's human nature to join in the fun. You're young and your temperament is unstable..."
Seeing her young lady say this with a relatively stable and calm tone, just like usual, Jin Ping breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thank you, Miss. Thank you, Miss. I will definitely reflect on this in the future and never speak nonsense again."
Jin Ping was annoyed at this time. How could the lady, who was so kind, speak for the enemy? But just when Jin Ping was in self-annoyance, Fu Yuehua suddenly curved her lips.
"Why reflect on this later? I'll go back and copy the slave instructions three times. This will help calm my mind."
??? Jin Ping looked at his young lady with a puzzled look on his face.
Didn't you say you weren't angry? Didn't you say you didn't blame me because I'm young? Do you think I'm stupid? I was punished to copy it three times, and you say you don't blame me?
"Why don't you thank your lady? I'm doing this for your own good. Look at you, kid, you're so happy you're silly."
Thank you so much, miss.
"Thank you for your advice, young lady. I will try my best to copy it and keep your teachings in mind."
Fu Yuehua was satisfied and enlightened.
Humph, one or two of you, let’s see if you dare to betray your own people.
As soon as Fu Yuehua entered the room, the madam saw her and her scalp immediately started to tingle.
But no matter how much you don't want to face it, you still have to face it.
"Miss Fu, you are here. You are getting more beautiful day by day. You are really getting younger and younger."
Although the flattering words sounded nice, Fu Yuehua didn't even smile at all.
"You should know why I'm here, right? Where is he? Which room is he in now?"
As soon as Fu Yuehua opened her mouth, the madam's heart tightened. This person came with bad intentions. I hope that jinx will never come again.
If it weren't for the courtesan Nong Yue, she really wanted to put up a sign at the door: Li Xiuzhu and dogs are not allowed to enter.
(End of this chapter)