Chapter 324
Quick Transmigration: Heroine Arrives, Woman Rapidly Retreats!
Wretched Original Spouse vs Top Mistress (10)
âGong zi?â
Qin Yuanzheng woke up from his trance, secretly annoyed at himself for actually being absent-minded towards a woman he had never met before. (秦è¿å³¥ä»ææé´åè¿ç¥æ¥ï¼æèªææ¼èªå·±å± ç¶å¯¹çä¸ä¸ªè¿æ£è¸é½ä¸æ¾è§å°è¿ç女人失ç¥)
If Shuâer knew about this, heâs afraid that sheâll feel deeply hurtâ¦Thinking of Zhang Mingshu, his expression darkened again.
Gu Shengyin saw his appearance and did something while lowering her gracefully curved neck gently exposing her tempting beautiful skin due to her shyness. Seeing that, Qin Yuanzhengâs mind was swept away. (顾çå ççä»è¿å¯æ ·åï¼åªåä»ä¹é½ä¸ç¥éï¼è½»è½»çåä¸äºå¼§åº¦ä¼ç¾çèé¢ï¼é²åºæ¥çèè¤å 为害ç¾èéä¸äºä¸å±æè¯±.人çç²è²ï¼çç秦è¿å³¥åæ¯å¿ç¥ä¸è¡)
He couldnât control his eyes from looking at the woman in front of him. Thinking carefully in his mind, he was wondering what kind of appearance was behind that veil. (仿§å¶ä¸ä½çå°ç¼ç¥çåç¼åç女åï¼èæµ·ä¹ä¸ç»ç»æç´¢çï¼ä¸ç¥éè¿é¢çº±ä¸é¢ï¼åæ¯ä½ççç»è²)
âGong zi, I shall take my leave.â Gu Shengyinâs objective was more or less achieved so she was leaving.
Qin Yuanzheng intended to call out and stop her for inquiries. However, looking at the quality of her clothes, she was not a woman from a small family and felt that it would be too rash to ask for her family name. Like this, he stared blankly at Gu Shengyin walking downstairs and disappearing in the crowd.
He took a sip of wine to covered up the disappointment and frustration that arose in his heart as if he had lost something. (ä»é¥®ä¸ä¸å£é ï¼æ©ä¸å¿ä¸åèµ·çæ ç¶è¥å¤±ä¹æ)
After Gu Shengyin went downstairs, she sighed in relief. (å说顾çå ï¼ä¸äºæ¥¼ä¹åï¼å¤§èäºä¸å£æ°)
Actually, it was not because she was nervous. Facing Qin Yuanzheng, that kind of slag man, it was still necessary to put on a shy womanâs appearance, which really made her feel sick.
âXiao jie.â
Outside the door and around a corner, an inconspicuous green-curtained carriage was quietly parked there. Her maid, Jian Jia, called out to her softly.
Seeing Gu Shengyin come out, Jian Jia breathed a sigh of relief. Earlier, xiao jie had stubbornly insisted on going to Wen Song Restaurant to see Hanshi xian shengâs painting and did not allow them to follow. She was always restless in the carriage fearing that something might happen to xiao jie.
âXiao jie, are we going back home now?â Jian Jia asked.
Gu Shengyin shook her head. It was rare for her to leave the house, and if it was to merely meet that slag man, wouldnât it be too dull?
âLetâs go to the southern part of the city for a stroll.â Gu Shengyinâs eyes turned as she thought of a good place.
âEmpâ¦Qin gong zi, this is where Chen xian sheng resides in.â A servant respectfully said to an blue-robed gong zi. (éâ¦â¦ç§¦å ¬åï¼è¿éå°±æ¯éå çå± ä½çå°æ¹ãâä¸ä¸ªé衣人æåº¦ææ¬ç对çä¸ä¸ªèè¢å ¬å说é)
This courtyard was not too bright. Two large, bold cursive calligraphy characters, âChenfuâ, was outlined with wild grass above the gate. (è¿æ¯ä¸æä¸è¿äº®è¿çé¢åï¼å¤§é¨ä¹ä¸ç¨çèå¾ååºä¸¤ä¸ªé¾é£å¤èç大åâéåºâ)
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The blue-robed gong ziâs appearance was just and honest, and was like the moonlight and cool breeze1 when he smiled. Taking a closer look, it was precisely the man Gu Shengyin had met in her fuâs back garden at that time. The current Holy One, Xiande Emperor, Qin Shao. (é£èè¢å ¬åçç¼æ¸ é½ï¼ç¬èµ·æ¥æææ¸ é£ï¼ä»ç»ä¸çï¼æ£æ¯é¡¾çå å½åå¨åºéåè±åä¸éä¸ç人ï¼å½ä»å£ä¸ï¼æ¾å¾·å¸ç§¦é¶)
âFuxi, you say, will this Chen xian sheng be willing to serve as an official?â Qin Shao asked.
The person at his side bowed from his waist: âIf there is a Master who respects the wise, like you, how could any scholar in this world be unwilling to choose a wise master?â (ä»èº«è¾¹ç人弯ä¸äºè °ï¼âææ¨è¿æ ·ç¤¼è´¤ä¸å£«ç主åï¼å¤©åºä¸ç读书人ï¼åªæä¸æ¿æ©ä¸æä¸»çå¢ï¼)
Qin Shao smiled but did not comment on his answer: âGo knock on the door.â
Meanwhile, just one street away from Chenfu, a green-curtained carriage slowly halted.
âXiao jie, what are we doing here?â Jian Jia asked.
Gu Shengyin took a look at this newly renovated courtyard. Even the main gate was newly painted. It could be seen from the quality of the materials used to decorate the main gate that the owner of this house had spent a lot of thoughts on it.
In such an exquisite courtyard, it seemed that Zhang Mingshuâs life here was not bad.
Gu Shengyin certainly could not let others know that she simply came to take a look at the house that Qin Yuanzheng used to hide his beloved. She slowly narrated: âI heard that Qiwu Street has imported goods from overseas for the most part, so I wanted to come take a look.â
Jian Jia mumbled to herself: âThose objects from overseas, what good things are not offered as tribute to the palace? Every time those da ren2 were conferred a reward, which one was not close to your hand? Why should you come see these poor quality things like this?â (è¹èååäºä¸å£°ï¼âé£äºæµ·å¤æ¥çç©ä»¶å¿ï¼å¥½ä¸è¥¿åªäºä¸æ¯è¿è´¡äºå®«ä¸ï¼å¤§äººæ¯æ¬¡å¾çèµèµï¼åªæ¬¡ä¸æ¯å ç´§çæ¨çï¼ä½å¿ è¿æ¥çè¿ä¹äºä¸å ¥æµçï¼)
But since the Master had requested, thus they being servants should listen. (ä¸è¿ä¸»åè¦æ±ï¼å¥¹ä»¬å奴婢çï¼å¬ç便æ¯)