Did the Prime Minister Attend Court Today? - Chapter 71

He didn’t understand why he had such a strange feeling. Looking at this woman now, he had an urge to push her down. When had he ever been so impatient? It was so embarrassing.

He remembered the first time they got married; he knew she was very beautiful, but at that time, she felt cold all over, keeping everyone at a distance.

But the person then, he knew, although she was still indifferent, felt very close to him, closer than ever before. He liked this woman as she is now.

Examining her husband for a moment, Zhao Xian understood that weddings in this matriarchal world were not so complicated. There weren’t many things worn that women would typically wear at the time of the wedding; instead, the decorations were simple and looked very elegant.

“Shall we drink the nuptial wine?” Zhao Xian controlled herself to not appear too lustful.

“Okay…” Gu Tingshu placed his hand in hers and the two walked to the table and sat down.

There were two wine glasses on the table, each already filled with wine.

Zhao Xian reached out, picked up a glass, handed him one, and kept one for herself.

The two exchanged glances, lightly clinked their glasses together, and then took a sip.

After drinking, Zhao Xian felt the taste was not bad. Perhaps it was because the original owner of this body could drink well?

“Is it good?” Zhao Xian asked.

Gu Tingshu nodded, “It’s good!” He had secretly drunk his mother’s wine before, so he quite liked it.

However, he couldn’t handle his alcohol well.

“Then drink more.” Zhao Xian squinted her eyes, poured him another glass, and then poured herself another one.

“Alright, I’ll drink a bit more, just for today. I won’t drink after this,” Gu Tingshu said, lifting his glass and downing it in one gulp…

They said alcohol could give you courage, and it was true. After three glasses, Gu Tingshu was already drunk.

What happened next was definitely not suitable for children.

“My wife, you belong to me alone.” Kiss, kiss…

Zhao Xian put down her wine glass and looked at the man sitting in her lap, acting like a spoiled child.

She didn’t expect a man could be so cute. It seemed her tastes were indeed quite unusual, thinking that a man could be adorable.

“My wife, look at me. Am I good-looking?” Gu Tingshu cupped her face and asked seriously.

Zhao Xian glanced at him, feeling a bit breathless. “Good-looking…”

Gu Tingshu chuckled, “You’re good-looking too. I like you a lot. I now declare that from today on, you are mine.”

Was he revealing his true self because he was drunk? Interesting.

“Okay, I’m yours,” Zhao Xian responded calmly.

“Hehe, I like you. You’re really good-looking. I especially like this…” Gu Tingshu said, poking Zhao Xian’s chest.

“…” Was he a rogue, regardless of whether it was a matriarchal or patriarchal society?

“Soft, like a bun…” Gu Tingshu said, squinting his eyes.

“…” Zhao Xian took a deep breath. “Very good…” she said, directly kissing his lips and picking him up, walking towards the bed.

The red bed curtains fell, covering the warm scene… The only thing visible was the red wedding robe discarded on the floor, with the embroidered mandarin ducks still looking so lively and cute.

……

The next day, Zhao Xian got up early to practice martial arts. It was said that a master could only lead you to the door, but practice depended on oneself.

No matter how skilled she was, if she didn’t practice for a long time, her skills would become useless. She didn’t want to waste her martial arts ability.

Whoosh… whoosh… clink, clank…

The fallen leaves in the courtyard danced with Zhao Xian’s arrows, sometimes high, sometimes low… They seemed harmless, but up close, one would know those leaves could cut through stone in an instant.