Is The Prime Minister Going To Court Today? (MTL)

Chapter 34

  Chapter 34 Be More Reserved

  She shouldn't have seen himself like that just now, right? God, it's too embarrassing, will she dislike him or something.

  He just couldn't hold back the thought of going home.

  "Cough... well, you're back?" Gu Tingshu said awkwardly, and stopped unconsciously.

  Now he is afraid that this person will suddenly say that it would be too unfair not to accompany him back today, but he has already informed his parents that he will go back with her today.

  Zhao Xian squinted her eyes and looked at the man not far in front of her. Perhaps because he ran in a hurry, his forehead was sweaty and his face was slightly red.

  Today he is wearing a white long-sleeved gown, handsome and elegant.

  The clothes really fit the man well.

  It seems to be worn alive by him, agile and elegant.

  Finding himself staring blankly at the man, Zhao Xian coughed and looked away.

  "Cough... You probably haven't eaten yet! I bought steamed stuffed buns on the way, let's eat! I'll go change clothes and accompany you, please wait a moment." Zhao Xian said and handed him the oiled paper bag in her hand.

  "Give it to me?" Gu Tingshu was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly felt an indescribable feeling.

  He could clearly feel the sound of his heart beating faster.

  With such an identity, this person would buy food for himself? Gu Tingshu just found it unbelievable, yes, very unbelievable.

  "Thank you, wife." Gu Tingshu took it with a blushing face.

  Could this be the accelerated heartbeat mentioned in the storybook?

  "Hmm..." Zhao Xian nodded and turned around towards her yard.

  Since she was going to accompany her now nominal husband back home, it was natural to wear casual clothes, and official clothes were usually only worn when going to court.

  ...

  Looking at the back of Zhao Xian striding away, Gu Lan smiled and said, "Master, it's great that the Prime Minister bought buns for you."

       Gu Tingshu's eyes flashed, he reached out to open the oiled paper bag and began to eat the buns, then after seeing Xiaolan staring straight at him, he thought about it and gave the other one.

  "I'll just give you one!" The rest are his.

  Xiaolan took a few mouthfuls of the bun and ate it, sighing, "Master, you are so stingy." "

  "I want to eat it! I'll give you the money to buy it yourself." Gu Tingshu rolled his eyes.

  "Yes, poor me." Gu Lan couldn't help being happy for his young master as he said.

  The young master is good-looking and kind-hearted, so it is said that good people are rewarded, so he naturally hopes that the young master can live well in the future.

  Gu Tingshu stood in the yard and finished eating the steamed stuffed buns, only then did he see a woman who had changed into another outfit striding forward from afar.

  She wore a moonlight robe with wide sleeves, and her long black hair was tied up high. She was pretty and handsome. Gu Tingshu couldn't help being a little stunned by the proud figure as she stepped forward.

  He felt that he was stunned by beauty.

  Gu Tingshu, you are a man, you should be more reserved and not be fascinated.

  Thinking of this, he couldn't help muttering, what is a woman doing who looks so good-looking, really! Feeling his face was burning, Gu Tingshu coughed and took a step forward.

  "You're all right."

  Zhao Xian glanced at him, and finally his eyes fell on his cheek, and he couldn't help but raised his hand to cover his lips and laughed out loud.

  "Pfft..."

  Gu Tingshu was instantly dazzled by her smile, and couldn't help taking a step back.

  What is this woman laughing at? Is there something wrong with me? But does this woman laugh too?

  Feeling many pairs of eyes staring at her, Zhao Xian naturally understands that these people probably haven't seen Zhao Xianxiao before, right? Now that she smiled to herself, these people must have been overly frightened.

  "Let's go..." Zhao Xian said, turned around and walked out of the Prime Minister's Mansion first.