OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess-Chapter 947: Just Go Along with Brother Fu Ce’s Wishes
The maid was startled and hastily knelt on the ground, begging for mercy.
"Spare my life, sir, I won’t dare to do it again!"
This kind of punishment exists in the manor.
Locking a person in a pitch-black room, with no water and no food.
Only when the noble is no longer angry can they be released.
But it’s true that nobles often forget things.
People like them, who are not valued, are often forgotten.
If the nobles don’t speak up, they remain locked up.
So, it’s common for many maids to die in the secret rooms where they are confined.
Zhi’er parted her lips, intending to intervene.
But Feng Fuce wrapped his arm around her waist and tapped her hand under the table as a signal.
Zhi’er said nothing.
The maid was dragged away by the housekeeper’s men as well.
"Please sit, gentlemen, I will go get the record book," the housekeeper said with a smile before leaving.
Taking advantage of this moment, Zhi’er prepared to get up from Feng Fuce’s lap.
However, his arm remained tightly around her waist.
"Stay seated, lest someone approaches again and I can’t help but make a move, which would make our investigation difficult," Feng Fuce explained nonchalantly, not changing his expression.
Zhi’er didn’t object.
She contentedly sat on his lap.
Beside them, Chu Ping watched their intimacy, taking it all in.
He coughed lightly into his fist, with some teasing and mockery in his eyes. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚
Feng Fuce glared at him coldly, "What’s going on with Lord He?"
Zhi’er thought of this question too.
"Indeed, what about He Zhongtian? The housekeeper seems to know you well, Brother Chu Ping, you can’t really be a regular here, can you?"
Chu Ping panicked, "Don’t misunderstand! He Zhongtian is a nickname of a friend of mine, he’s often here and he’s a big patron of this place."
"When he’s not around, he usually has friends use his name to enjoy the place, all the housekeepers here know this. It’s an unspoken rule, they dare not offend my friend."
"It’s just that recently my friend is not in the capital, otherwise, he would’ve brought us along."
Feng Fuce’s cold eyes darkened, "Which friend?"
Chu Ping chuckled awkwardly.
He dared not say.
Zhi’er said, "But that maid just now, has she really been locked up? When we leave, make sure to have the housekeeper let her out."
Chu Ping nodded, "I remember, she’s only locked up to make it easier to question her later, it’s all under the marquis’s orders."
Just then, the housekeeper returned, holding a red booklet and pen.
"This lord," he approached Feng Fuce, "may I ask if this lady is your...?"
Feng Fuce glared sharply at the housekeeper.
Chu Ping hurriedly explained from the side, "The housekeeper wants to know if you want to leave Madam here."
The housekeeper nodded along, "Customers who come here usually rent a room long-term; if it’s inconvenient for you, you can let Madam stay here temporarily."
In plain terms, it’s to facilitate men in keeping concubines!
Zhi’er felt displeased in her heart.
This place treats women as tradeable goods, encouraging men to have multiple wives and concubines.
She was determined to shut this place down completely!
Feng Fuce, however, tightened his grip on Zhi’er’s hand, "No need, she is my lawfully wedded wife, wherever she goes, I go."
"We came today because I heard about the privacy of your services, I have matters to discuss with my friend. Go bring that maid from earlier, if she realizes her mistake, then let her keep my friend company tonight."
Chu Ping was taken aback.
What is going on! Why is the marquis pushing this onto him!
The housekeeper smiled knowingly.
So that’s it, planning to use beauty to have a secret conversation.
He said, "The orders of the lord, I will certainly carry them out. Please wait a moment."
With that, he turned and left.
Chu Ping suddenly stood up, "Marquis! How can you do this, I must remain faithful for Xiao Mei!"
Feng Fuce looked at him calmly, "It’s just to call her over for questioning, she’s part of the manor, she must be familiar with the person we’re looking for."
"Besides, I already have a wife, thinking it over, it’s best you take on the role of keeping a concubine."
Chu Ping was about to cry but had no tears.
This is not what was agreed upon, I’ve been tricked.
Zhi’er shook her hand reassuringly, "Just go along with Brother Fu Ce’s suggestion."
Chu Ping wished he could bite on a handkerchief to vent his frustration.
Before long, the maid was brought over by the housekeeper, the tear stains still on her face, frightened and cowering.
Gone was her former brazen demeanor.
