Portable Space: The Peasant Princess

What Gu Panxia didn't expect was that in the early morning of the next day, when she was about to leave the city, Yang Ping came to Qingfeng Tower with the prefect.

In the private room of Qingfeng Building, Gu Panxia looked at the two people opposite with half-smiling eyes.

Yang Ping proudly introduced: "Pan Xia, this is the prefect and my husband."

The magistrate chuckled and said, "I've heard Ping'er talk about Miss Gu a long time ago. I heard that you know how to run a business and support your family at a young age. As expected, you are as good as a woman."

Gu Panxia chuckled lightly, "Your Majesty, thank you for your praise. I wonder if you two have anything to do? If nothing happens, the daughter of the people will take the first step."

Yang Ping thought that Gu Panxia would be impressed by her when she heard that she knew the prefect. Who knew that her expression was so cold? Even when the prefect was in front of her, her expression remained as indifferent as ever.

The prefect was also a little surprised by her attitude towards him. Who in the city would not be respectful to him when he saw her?

This little girl just didn't say anything when she saw him, and now she actually wants to leave early.

If Yang Ping hadn't promised him a favor, he wouldn't want to pay attention to her.

The magistrate was a little unhappy in his heart, but on the surface he smiled and said: "What's important, Miss Gu? Why are you so anxious?"

Gu Panxia stood up and said with a calm smile: "It's not anything important, but I just have some unfinished business and I'm going to do it."

Seeing that she was really going to leave, Yang Ping hurriedly stood up to persuade her to stay.

"Hey, Pan Xia, if you have anything to do, you can put it off for now. It's rare for adults to have time, so why not sit down for a while."

Gu Panxia looked at the bruises under Yang Ping's eyes, and the corners of her lips curled up almost inaudibly.

It seems that the needle seems to have worked.

She also wanted to see what kind of tricks these two people were playing. She coughed lightly and reluctantly said, "Then... okay!"

Seeing that she didn't refuse on the spot, Yang Ping's heart suddenly jumped up.

"Actually... we came here today to tell you something, Panxia."

Gu Panxia raised her eyebrows slightly, "Oh? I wonder what Yang Xiucai wants to say?"

Yang Ping looked at the magistrate, coughed slightly, and said: "Hmm~ Well...it's just that, you see, it's not good for a girl to be in public all the time, right?"

Seeing that he was taking the trouble, Gu Panxia waited patiently for him to continue.

Seeing that she didn't reply, Yang Ping laughed dryly and said, "As a woman, it's better to stay at home to support your husband and raise your children. What's more, you are only a little girl and you will be too busy with many things."

Gu Panxia frowned slightly and stopped him: "I'm sorry, I don't like beating around the bush, so please speak frankly, Yang Xiucai."

Yang Ping glanced at the prefect again, and the prefect understood.

He chuckled, got closer and said, "I heard Ping'er call you Panxia. We are all our own people, so I might as well say it straight."

He picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and smiled again: "I heard that you opened a restaurant called Gourmet Meike in Qingyou Town. It's like this. As for me, I want to open a restaurant in Qingyou Town, but I can't find it. Store, why don't you sell Gourmet Meike to me, and the price will be whatever you want."

Gu Panxia never expected that these two people would pay attention to her gourmet guests.

She lowered her eyes and sneered. These two people had a really good idea. Not to mention that it wasn't her store, even if it was, she wouldn't sell it.

She pretended to think about it, and after a while she pretended to do it: "Sir, I'm really sorry, that store doesn't belong to the girl. Even if the girl wants to sell it, she can't sell it."