Did the Prime Minister Attend Court Today? - Chapter 13
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Chapter 13: Eating too little, eat more!
As an orphan, she always considered eating to be very important, so after succeeding later in life, she always made sure to eat well and never deprived herself.
Zhao Xian glanced at his bowl and pointed to the meat on the table. “What’s wrong? Don’t like the dishes?” How can you eat so little!
“No…no, the food is very rich.” It was the first time he had seen so much meat since entering the prime minister’s mansion over a month ago, and for a moment, he didn’t know how to start eating.
Zhao Xian nodded and calmly said, “Oh, then eat more.”
“Yes… you too.” Gu Tingshu lowered his head and continued to eat.
It had been over a month since he married into the prime minister’s mansion, and this was the first time he had eaten with the rumored person. He felt completely at a loss.
Anyway, he felt quite uncomfortable, and until he could figure out her temper, he didn’t dare to be too presumptuous.
Zhao Xian quickly finished a bowl of rice and then served herself another one. She looked up and saw that there was still so much food left in his bowl, and couldn’t help but furrow her brows.
Such a big person, how come he eats so little? He eats even less than a woman like her.
Just as she thought of this, she felt embarrassed. It seemed that in this female-dominated world, it was natural for women to eat more, and perhaps all men were like this man!
“…” Zhao Xian frowned and without saying a word, directly picked a chicken leg and a few pieces of braised pork into his bowl.
“Eat up!”
Gu Tingshu glanced at her with a flushed face and began to eat. Perhaps his wife was actually quite nice.
In a good mood, he quickly finished a large bowl of rice and ate many dishes before finally putting down his chopsticks, feeling full.
…
After the meal, Zhao Xian spoke in a deep voice, “The weather is nice today, and I’m planning to go out for a walk. Would you like to join me?”
Zhao Xian wanted to see for herself what this world was like. Considering that this man had been confined to this mansion for over a month, in this era without internet, he must be feeling suffocated.
“Can I go?” Gu Tingshu’s eyes lit up. Naturally, he had wanted to go out for a walk long ago, but since arriving at the prime minister’s mansion over a month ago, he had never been allowed to leave.
“Sure…” Zhao Xian nodded, feeling a bit embarrassed under his excited gaze.
Gu Tingshu originally wanted to go along, but then he thought about Lan’er still being sick, so he shook his head. “Forget it! I’m worried about Lan’er still being sick.”
Although Lan’er was his attendant, they had grown up together and had a close bond. He couldn’t leave him alone while he’s unwell.
Zhao Xian nodded. “That’s good too. Prepare yourself. I’ll accompany you home tomorrow.”
Gu Tingshu was taken aback. “Are you really going back with me?”
“Yes… if you need anything, just tell the steward.”
“Okay, safe travels, wife.” Gu Tingshu stood up, his face showing a long-lost smile. Perhaps it was because she agreed to accompany him back to his hometown!
Now that this person had acknowledged his identity, he naturally had to act like a proper husband.
Zhao Xian, on the other hand, was momentarily stunned by his smile.
Unexpectedly, a man could look so good. Yes, very good-looking, not effeminate, with a clean and refreshing feeling.
…
Leaving the yard of her nominal husband, Zhao Xian disinterestedly headed towards the outside of the Prime Minister’s Mansion. After turning two corners along the way, she finally exited the Prime Minister’s Mansion.
“Greetings, Your Excellency…”
“Greetings, Your Excellency…”
…
Along the way, the attendants she encountered all stepped aside and respectfully greeted her with lowered heads.
She didn’t feel much about this, it was like when others used to call her “President Zhao” when she was a CEO.
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Dear Readers,
Due to a temporary website issue, starting around April 3, all novels started before January 2025 will be temporarily moved to the drafts folder for approximately 3–4 weeks. Unfortunately, this novel is included in that list. Regular updates will resume as soon as the site allows.
Thank you for your patience and support!
