Chapter 109
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The young man was dressed in a white robe and his posture was gentle. His thick black hair hung down.
There was a small purple flower in the middle of her black hair. The flower was beautiful and delicate.
The young man looked exquisite. When he looked up, the cinnabar mole at the corner of his eye was beautiful.
It complemented the small flower inserted in her long black hair, making her look even more exquisite and beautiful. She was less cold and more charming.
At this moment, his expression was gentle and cold. He held the hand of the woman beside him and walked in slowly.
When Baili Chen, who was sitting at the banquet, saw Shen Wanqing, he was stunned. His eyes were filled with disbelief.
Why was she here?!
He suddenly remembered the news that the secret guard had reported.
Could it be!
When the two of them sat down, the officials suddenly came back to their senses.
At that moment, they still could not believe what they had seen.
The elegant and noble Prime Minister had a flower in his hair?
A purple flower?
Could it be that the Prime Minister was a fake?
The officials secretly looked over again. They glanced at the delicate flower in Gu Jinyan's hair and then looked at the calm Gu Jinyan.
He looked like he was completely unmoved. He did not feel any strangeness or embarrassment. He was very calm.
It was like …
It was as if their eyes were playing tricks on them. It was as if they had fabricated the flower out of thin air.
The atmosphere at the banquet quieted down in an instant. The officials stole glances at Gu Jinyan and Shen Wanqing, and then looked at each other.
Shen Wanqing held Gu Jinyan's hand and pinched the young man's slender finger bones. She looked at the young man's calm side profile and smiled faintly.
This young man was so thick-skinned …
How could he not be embarrassed at all!
She held the young man's hand and intertwined their fingers.
The elegant Prime Minister turned her head in confusion, her eyelashes covering half of her pitch-black eyes.
"Hmm? What's wrong? "
Shen Wanqing held Gu Jinyan's hand with one hand and gently pinched his earlobe with the other. She chuckled and said, "So many people saw Prime Minister come in with a little flower on his head. Why didn't Prime Minister have any reaction?"
As she said this, she narrowed her eyes and laughed. She teased in a low voice, "Or is it that the Prime Minister likes this? Is that why he's so calm?"
In the face of Shen Wanqing's teasing, Gu Jinyan's expression did not change.
He held Shen Wanqing's small hand, and a faint smile appeared in his eyes. He bent down slightly and spoke in a low voice.
"Qingqing, is it pretty?"
Gu Jinyan suddenly asked in return.
Shen Wanqing was also slightly stunned.
The young man in front of him was dressed in a snow-white robe. He looked delicate, gentle, and cold.
Her hair was black, and her skin was fair.
A delicate and beautiful flower was pinned in her hair.
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