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Chapter 138 Finally Spring Tour

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Gu Deming is still waiting for another story. Someone came outside, with beautiful eyebrows, fair skin, and exquisite clothes. When he entered the hall, he bowed to Gu Deming and his wife and said: The little Chu Feng is served by the Prime Minister. The prime minister is in charge of official duties, so he specially sent the little one to come to pay tribute to Lord Gu. Mrs. Gu, this is the Prime Minister's wish. I hope the Lord will accept it with a smile.

Two people followed behind, and a box of things was raised on their shoulders

Gu De knew that Han Jinqing was very scheming and good at planning. He only felt that it was hot, but it was not easy to disgrace people's face. Looking at Chu Feng, he said: I thanked Han Xiang for my good intentions, but I didn't receive any rewards. Han Xiang was so willing to take the things back.

Chu Feng hadn't seen anyone dared to return the gift from the prime minister. His eyes rolled and he smiled: Lord Gu, the prime minister has made no reason to take it back. You shouldn't make things difficult for the little one.

Gu Deming wanted to push again, but was pulled by Mrs. Gu. She smiled at Chu Feng and said: Please tell the Prime Minister, Lord Gu will accept it first. Thank you for your kindness. We Qingyin is young and have not had much experience. Chunzhang will take care of him on the way.

Gu Deming heard this and didn't speak, he just had a stern face.

Mother, you... Gu Qingyin stood aside and couldn't help but say

How could Han Jinqing be so easy to get? I might have any idea. Gu Qingyin looked at her father and hoped that he would refuse to the end.

Unexpectedly, Gu Deming only glanced at his wife and didn't say anything else. Chu Feng understood it and smiled and asked someone to put the box in the hall. After bowing, he said goodbye.

Gu Qingyin felt that his father had something to say, so he stood aside. Mrs. Gu stepped forward and said: Qingyin, why are you still standing? The prime minister is already waiting outside. Go quickly, pay attention to your health along the way, don't just think about official duties.

While saying that, he pushed his daughter out and handed her a clean bag to her

Gu Qingyin looked at the two elders in the hall again, but didn't know what he thought of, and felt sad and almost burst into tears.

The carriage was parked outside the main entrance of Gu Mansion, with two carriages in front and behind. The front was slightly spacious. The ebony brocade curtain was used for the officials in the court. Both coachmen had faces, and the rear was slightly smaller but more exquisite and gorgeous. Chu Feng sat in front of the car and was talking in a low voice to a petite woman next to him.

Gu Qingyin pondered for a moment, then got on a carriage in front, pulled the brocade curtain, and saw Han Jinqing wearing a Xuanqing court uniform, half of her hair was tied with a silver crown, and her other half was leaking behind her, leaning lazily against the wall of the car, lifting the curtain with one hand, looking out with a phoenix eyes lightly. When she heard her coming in, she turned her head slightly and smiled: Let me wait

Gu Qingyin sat down opposite him. The faint sunlight in the morning shone on his hair through the thin curtain, making his handsome and clear face look a little soft. She glanced slightly and bowed: The official has seen the prime minister, paused for a moment, and said: Thank you, Master, for your care.

Han Jinqing raised her eyebrows and said, "But I just took you by the way. I spent thousands of times more time than this time, and you didn't take it seriously."

Gu Qingyin's heart trembled and she looked at him quickly, facing his smiling eyes

She was feeling a little drowsy because of the troubles two days ago. She felt a little drowsy and didn't want to say much. She took out an old-year censor's inspection record from her bag and looked around casually.

The carriage was quiet for a while, and Gu Qingyin made him calm down. He didn't feel anything for a while. The volume on his hand was suddenly snatched, and there was an enlarged handsome face in front of him.

What's wrong with Lord Gu? His complexion doesn't seem to be very good. Han Jinqing pinched her small chin, frowned slightly, and looked at her expression carefully

Gu Qingyin panicked, shook her head and broke away from his control, and said bluntly: "The Lord is not in trouble."

Han Jinqing was very close to her, and she smelled the faint smell of dragon Salpisodils on his body again. His breathing lingers on the tip of her nose. His voice was very low. Is Mr. Gu worried about Chunzhang? Or your private affairs?

Gu Qingyin looked at his dark eyes for a moment, pushed him away a little, and said: The prime minister has heavy official duties and a lot of troubles, and the worries of the subordinates are really not worth mentioning.

Compared with his true feelings, other people's worries are naturally not worth mentioning, but Lord Gu... His smile flashed in his eyes, and he looked at her with a deep look. He is willing to share the burden for you both public and private.