I seem to be a fake mistress

The wedding dress arrived as scheduled three days later, but Bai Huoan left that day and never came back.

Wen Qi lived extremely comfortably every day. After eating and sleeping, he would go to the medicinal bath to soak in the hot spring after he was full. He could not see the sun all day long, so he was at ease and relaxed.

The window housekeeper had someone paste it up, the quilt was replaced with a new one, and the house was cleaned to make it much brighter.

Wen Qi went to the study in the White Mansion in his free time, and moved the books in the study to his room to read.Occasionally, the housekeeper would come to see him, but when he saw him reading, he didn't come in to bother him.

Fortunately, the world he entered was not much different from modern Chinese characters, and Wen Qi could have no obstacles.

The manuscripts written by people with lofty ideals that appeared in history textbooks were printed into books. Wen Qi was reading and excerpting them. Also somewhat presentable.

"The Importance of Spirit to Human..."

Wen Qi pressed the corner of the book, and wrote on the paper with the other hand.

If he is not even allowed to do this kind of thing, he may really be bored.

Far away from electronic equipment, without noisy audio, all kinds of neon lights in the night sky do not belong to him, he only has a writing brush and a pocket watch to watch the time, and blows out the lights when it is o'clock.

Perhaps the housekeeper was afraid that he would be bored, so he dug out a music box from nowhere and put it in his room.

"Master bought it for you, listen to it."

Wen Qi naturally knew that Bai Huoan couldn't be careful enough to buy these for himself, but he didn't expose the housekeeper's kindness, so he just thanked him and fiddled with his arms.

The soothing and soft music was flowing slowly, Wen Qi smiled: "Is it Kanon?"

The butler never imagined that Wen Qi not only loves to read, but also can name Bai Huoan's favorite tunes. He was pleasantly surprised: "Yes! You know a lot, young master."

There was a slight smile on the corner of Wen Qi's mouth: "Don't call me young master from now on... Aren't I going to be young mistress?"

Speaking of this, the housekeeper explained for their young master again: "Master Hua, after you marry the young master, you can do whatever you want without caring about other people's faces, isn't it much better than you in the theater? There is a young mistress at home, you can play mahjong and go to the casino as you like when you go out."

Wen Qi: "Is this what the young master means?"

The housekeeper hesitated for a moment, and Wen Qi went out of the way: "I knew it wasn't, don't worry about me, I will take good care of myself, being the daughter-in-law of the White House is a blessing I have cultivated for several lifetimes."

Whether it is a blessing, who knows.

After a while of silence, Wen Qi took the lead to start the conversation: "Do you know when the young master will come back?"

"It should only be a few days. Do you need to find the young master?"

Wen Qi felt relieved for a while, and smiled: "No."

How could he expect Bai Huoan to come back, the wound on his face would heal completely, and how could he wait for the combination of punches and kicks?

"The young master has been delayed for a while, so you can wait a little longer."

Wen Qi hummed, studied the ink and picked up the pen, the housekeeper had no reason to bother, and left in a hurry.

After returning, he edited a letter and handed it directly to the young man waiting at the door, and the young man handed the letter to the young master.

For the past few days, Bai Huoan lived and ate in Wanhualou, in short, it was a well-known brothel in the city.

The old bustard was overjoyed to see Bai Huoan, as if the corners of his mouth were about to reach his ears, he immediately ordered a few top cards to accompany Bai Huoan with wine.

The top card in the brothel also spared no effort to serve, Bai Huoan held one in one hand, and negotiated with the foreigner opposite.

Foreigners have never experienced this before, and the first taste was delicious, so they hurriedly told Bai Huoan that he had a few good friends who wanted to open up markets in the city.

I don't know how many cigars I smoked, and I don't know how many people's lipstick marks are on my body. Even if Bai Huo'an is tired, he still has to put on a radiant look. When he vomits, he naturally can't vomit.

To do business is to convince people, whether it is products or character.

From noon to night, Bai Huoan kept toasting and drinking, and when everyone was staggering, he arranged for a few courtesans to serve foreigners, and the sound of teasing was endless.

Bai Huoan's consciousness is no longer clear, but he can arrange things in an orderly manner.

But there are still a few girls left, and they walked towards Bai Huoan with shrill voices: "Master, who are you ordering tonight?"

Bai Huoan smiled: "Who do you order? I just order it, can you bear it?"

The oiran looked at each other in blank dismay, not daring to say that he could bear it. Over the years, the number of guests he had received had a lot of strange hobbies, and some of the little sisters lost their breath the next day after being tortured.

After Bai Huo'an's reminder, everyone became worried, regretting what they said just now, but a girl stepped forward: "Master, I...I will stay."

Bai Huoan looked at her with great interest, and said, "Since you want to stay, then I will make it possible for you."

The faces of the sisters were both rejoicing and worried, but how dare they re-enter after jumping out of the tiger's lair just now, if Bai Huoan changed his mind after saying something, he would hurt himself instead...

Everyone went out quietly, and the girl in front of her was shaking like chaff.

"Why did you stay?"

Bai Huoan walked up to her with a smile in his voice.

"Following Master Bai is better than following those people. If he serves well, Master may help me redeem myself. It was right for me to come out."

Bai Huoan: "Have you ever heard outsiders comment on me? You should know my style of conduct."

Oiran timidly: "I know..."

"tell me the story."

The oiran opened her mouth, and really didn't understand why someone wanted to listen to her own business, but since Bai Huoan asked, she naturally wanted to explain in detail: "It is said that you are extremely harsh on that matter, like... like They cover people's noses with handkerchiefs, they like to prick people with needles, and they like to... burn people with fire."

Bai Huoan: "Then you still want to stay?"

Oiran: "I have no choice. Master Bai, please help me. If I don't get any more work in the next few days, my mother will send me to the soldiers."

At least here, I can eat delicious food and drink spicy food, but if I go there, I can only eat bran swallowed vegetables, and no one will treat her as a person.

There is no difference between her and the utensils, so... is she a dead end?

"Then do it yourself."

Bai Huo stared steadily at the woman in front of him.

The gorgeous clothes on her body were faded to the ground, and the beautiful figure was deliberately maintained at first glance, very well-proportioned.

A blush appeared on her face, and she said, "Master Bai, let Guixiang serve you."

Bai Huoan let her take off her clothes. When the smooth skin touched each other and the fragrance rushed into the nostrils, Bai Huoan didn't react at all.

What actually popped up in his mind was Wen Qi's face.