Poor Ghost Up and Down 2000

There is no one around, even passers-by are sparse.

The door opened, and when he saw Gu Nan, he smiled slightly and saluted.

"Mr. Gu."

Then his eyes fell on Gu Nan's face, with doubts on his face.

"Mr. Gu, why are you still wearing a mask at home?"

He stared blankly at the young man in front of him.

After a while, Gu Nan opened the door and bowed to salute.

"Meet your majesty."

Ying Zheng was taken aback, smiled and waved his hands.

"Mr. Gu, I have already left the palace, so there is no need to call me the king anymore."

Gu Nan stood up.

Sighing, he glanced at Ying Zheng.

"Zheng'er, why are you here today? There is no government affairs?"

As he spoke, he moved away.

"come in."

"Sir, don't mention government affairs." Ying Zheng walked into the mansion with a wry smile.

"There are so many government affairs today that people don't want to look at them anymore."

So you can't take refuge here...

Gu Nan joked.

"As the king of a country, who do you not look at?"

"The king of a country also needs to rest."

Ying Zheng looked at the small courtyard and smiled. He often came here to play when he was a child.

"so what?"

Gu Nan asked casually: "What are you looking for me today?"

He looked at Gu Nan, hesitated and said.

"Today, I want to invite my husband to go out for a walk together."

"invite me?"

Gu Nan walked in front of Ying Zheng with some doubts.

"Yes, Mr. Gu lives in seclusion all year round, and he should go out for a walk occasionally."

After laughing, Gu Nan turned around and glanced at Ying Zheng: "I think you want to go out for a walk?"

Ying Zheng touched the tip of his nose, feeling a little hot on his face inexplicably.

"How would you like it, Mr.?"

Gu Nan thought for a while, but now she has nothing to do: "Forget it. If you have nothing to do, it's good to go out and relax."

But before the smiling Ying Zheng could say anything.

Gu Nan patted him on the shoulder, and said meaningfully: "It's over, you should go back and deal with government affairs earlier."

Ying Zheng's expression froze again, and he smiled wryly.

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The streets of Xianyang City seem to be a little crowded. Maybe it's because spring has just started, so people will come out to buy some new things.

People's voices rang out in the streets and alleys. Ying Zheng looked at the small objects around him a little strangely. He stopped from time to time to look at the stalls, and sometimes asked about the prices.

Gu Nan folded her hands, and Wuge was on her waist, followed behind Ying Zheng, looked at him, smiled and shook her head.

Passers-by at the side saw Gu Nan's armored face and avoided it a little.

Maybe he was tired from walking, Ying Zheng stood by a small stall, pointed to two steamed cakes and said to the boss.

"Old man, here are two steamed cakes."

"Hey, come on." The boss smiled and stretched out a finger and said, "A lot of money."

Ying Zheng nodded, touched his arms, but froze in place. He didn't have any money with him.

The old man in the shop noticed the strange expression of the young man in front of him: "Guest officer, it's not like you don't have any money with you."

Ying Zheng's face turned red: "Here, look."

"If you don't bring money, you won't be allowed to eat." The old man took back the steamed cake in his hand with a dark face.

Dress like a nobleman, how can you eat steamed pancakes without money.

Gu Nan stood aside, watching Ying Zheng's face flushed with embarrassment, smiled and took out a ring money from her arms and handed it over.

"Boss, I'm sorry."

As he spoke, he patted Ying Zheng's forehead: "My younger brother is not smart, he probably forgot to bring money when he went out."

Although the person in front of him looks a little scary, but no one will come back and have trouble with money.

"Hey, I said that he shouldn't look like that."

The old man took the money with a smile, and handed the two steamed cakes to Gu Nan.

"Thank you."

Gu Nan took the steamed cake and handed one to Ying Zheng: "Take it."

Ying Zheng took the steamed cake silently, glanced at it, and took a bite bitterly.

"Still angry with a steamed pancake?" Gu Nan glanced at him with a smile, and put his shoulders.

The faint scent coming from the tip of his nose made Ying Zheng a little dazed.