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The Amorous Affairs of a Female Official - Chapter 405: The Appointment for Tomorrow 

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Because he had to take turns on duty, Ming Xiaohe usually kept several sets of court robes to change into in the cabinet in his office.
At this moment, Gu Qingyin took out a set for him and placed it on the bed behind the screen.
Just as she was about to leave, Ming Xiaohe walked in, bypassing the screen.
His eyes were bright and lively, and he smiled broadly as he opened his arms to Gu Qingyin, saying, "Qingyin, thank you for your help."
The moon rose above the treetops outside the window, and the night gradually deepened.
Seeing that it was getting late, Gu Qingyin also wanted to leave as soon as possible.
Although she knew this was inappropriate, she felt really bad about it, so she stood an arm's length away from Ming Xiaohe and unbuttoned the buttons on his court robe.
Ming Xiaohe had a refreshing floral fragrance about her, which was especially noticeable when you got close.
Gu Qingyin felt that her breath was filled with his scent, which mingled with the incense in the room, making her heart beat faster for no reason.
She wanted to quickly remove his wet court robes to shorten the awkward moment of their intimate interaction, but in her haste she made a mistake. One of the buttons just wouldn't come off, making her anxious and blushing, and her whole body felt aroused.
Her mind was completely focused on that button, so she didn't notice that Ming Xiaohe was getting closer and closer to her.
Suddenly, he grabbed her hand, holding it tightly in his palm, and whispered, "Qingyin, we share similar interests and have a very pleasant conversation. Could you give me a chance...?"
“My lord,” Gu Qingyin suddenly pushed him away, looking quietly into his eyes, “we are colleagues, there will be no other.”
Ming Xiaohe's bright eyes dimmed instantly. He reached out his hands, wanting to put his arms around her shoulders, but ultimately gave up and let his hands hang at his sides.
Gu Qingyin clearly sensed his change in emotion. She felt a pang of pity but said nothing more.
She silently helped him change his clothes. Throughout the process, Ming Xiaohe cooperated very well and did not do anything inappropriate.
"Alright, sir." She took a deep breath, looked up at him, and saw a mist in his eyes, a glistening drop of tears, as if about to fall.
She thought she was seeing things, but when he met her gaze, she was shaken and froze on the spot.
"Let's go out, the food's getting cold." Ming Xiaohe smiled faintly, her eyes still red.
The two walked to the table and sat facing each other. This time, they simply ate their meal in silence, without exchanging a single word.
Incense wafted through the room, filling the air with a pleasant fragrance.
After the clerk had finished cleaning up the leftover food, Gu Qingyin glanced at Ming Xiaohe and was about to get up to take her leave.
"Qingyin, will you come again tomorrow?" he asked, looking up, his voice filled with longing.
For some reason, Gu Qingyin felt a faint sense of reluctance in her heart.
She knew she shouldn't be like this, but she couldn't control her heart in this atmosphere.
She didn't look at him, but nodded slightly and said, "Take care, my lord. Be careful of your injuries and get some rest."
Ming Xiaohe watched her departing figure from the window, raised his eyebrows slightly, rubbed the corner of his eye, and slowly smiled.
"My lord, shall we still go to the Prime Minister's residence?" Gu Qingyin asked the coachman as soon as she entered the carriage.
She had been at the Censorate for half a day and was already quite tired, but she couldn't help but worry about Han Jinqing's health.
The carriage sped along and soon arrived at the gate of the Prime Minister's residence, only to find the gate dimly lit and desolate.
The coachman knocked on the door, and the gatekeeper came out impatiently. "No, no, the Prime Minister has already retired for the night. If you have already sent your visiting card, please come early tomorrow."
At 3:45 PM, the streets were deserted.
The coachman's attempts to persuade her were to no avail. Gu Qingyin waved for him to return, and the carriage went back to the scholar's residence.
She knew it was late, and she had come to the Prime Minister's residence with a try-it-out mentality. Since he had already retired for the night, there was no need for her to insist on seeing him today.
However, inside the Prime Minister's residence, on the magnificent buildings by the lake, a completely different scene unfolded.
Han Jinqing did not rest as the gatekeeper had suggested. On the contrary, he looked quite well, leaning against a long couch by a window overlooking the lake, holding a book in his hand, with a thin blanket covering him.
"General Wei, how confident are you in what you're saying? If it's less than 50%, be careful not to be accused of treason. Prince Jianglin is a prime example." He said calmly, a slight smile playing on his lips.

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