Did the Prime Minister Attend Court Today? - Chapter 75
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“Did you hear that the Prime Minister’s main consort had the appearance of a beauty that outshone fish and birds, eclipsed the moon, and shamed the flowers?”
“Have you heard? The Prime Minister entrusts all of her finances to her husband. Why can’t I meet such a woman? Every day, I have to worry about a whole group of concubines for her. If I say a few words, she accuses me of being a jealous husband…”
Hearing the various whispers from the onlookers, Gu Lan, who was carrying a basket of groceries, said proudly, “What’s the big deal? Our Prime Minister said that when the consort was happy, he could go shopping and buy whatever he wanted. And if he was not happy, he could still keep on shopping. It was a way to relax.”
As Gu Tingshu walked out of the jewelry store, he happened to hear Gu Lan’s voice and couldn’t help but feel awkward. He thought, how embarrassing! With a wry smile, he said, “Xiao Lan, were you making up stories again?”
Hearing Gu Tingshu’s voice, Gu Lan stuck out his tongue, “Of course not, young master. What did you buy?”
“I bought a hairpin for my wife.” Gu Tingshu shook the white jade hairpin in his hand.
Gu Lan paused, then grinned. “Ah, it’s for the Prime Minister! It’s really beautiful.”
While the master and servant were conversing, someone in the crowd exclaimed in surprise, “He is the Prime Minister’s husband… I saw him when he got married.”
As soon as this statement was made, everyone in the crowd stared at Gu Tingshu as if they wanted to scrutinize him from head to toe.
“The Prime Minister’s husband is really handsome.”
“Yes! He was really amazing. I wondered how he managed to firmly grasp a woman’s heart. I’d love to know.”
Gu Tingshu looked at the crowd whispering around him, but he didn’t dare to step forward. All he could do was give an embarrassed smile .
Where did they get such exaggerated ideas?
Finally, a dignified man in his late twenties walked up to him.
“I, Mo Yu, husband to the Assistant Minister of the Ministry of Works, pays respects to the Prime Minister’s husband.”
Gu Tingshu was stunned and waved his hand, “Oh, there’s no need for such formality, you can just call me Tingshu.”
“In that case, I won’t stand on ceremony. May I invite you for a cup of tea?” Mo Yu said nervously, afraid of being rejected.
Gu Ting Shu nodded. “Okay.”
Mo Yu smiled gently and pointed to a tea house ahead. “Thank you, let’s go to that tea house ahead, it’s quite nice.”
……
While talking, the two walked side by side, leaving behind a group of gossiping onlookers.
“I didn’t expect the Prime Minister’s husband to be so gentle.”
“Yeah! I’ll visit him another day, I wonder if it’s appropriate.”
…
Meanwhile, in a certain tea house, a gentle-looking man glanced awkwardly at Gu Tingshu. “Actually, there’s something I want to ask for your advice on…”
Gu Tingshu was taken aback. “Brother Mo Yu, please go ahead.”
“I want to know how to capture someone’s heart. Every time I heard about how affectionate you and the Prime Minister are, I couldn’t help but envy it. My wife and I have been married for many years, but she was very indifferent to me. Sometimes I didn’t understand why,” the man said, tears welling up in his eyes.
“Puff… cough cough…” Gu Ting Shu felt extremely awkward when he heard it.
He coughed and scratched his head. “I really didn’t know how to help with that. After all, I considered myself lucky to have met my wife. She wasn’t as terrifying as she seemed on the surface.”
Mo Yu persisted, feeling embarrassed but determined. “Then, could you tell me what you did to make the Prime Minister so devoted to you, to the point where she sometimes skipped morning court? I couldn’t do it. She was so cold to me, I was afraid to even speak to her. She rarely came to my room, preferring to sleep in the study…” The man couldn’t help but sob.
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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!