Chapter 141 Can I Kiss You?

Before the woman could get close, the cabinet door was suddenly pushed open from the inside.

Xie Suzhou leaned forward slightly and stepped out of the closet. He was tall and slender, and it was inevitable that he felt cramped hiding in the closet, and his clothes had many wrinkles.

Su Cheng followed behind her, raised his eyes slightly, and met the gaze of the woman in front of him.

"Who are you?" The woman, without the slightest sign of panic, reached into her sleeve, gripped the knife handle, and whispered, "Why are you hiding in the closet?"

Xie Suzhou noticed the woman's movements and subconsciously blocked Su Cheng behind him. Just as he was about to speak, a bare hand reached out from behind and gently pushed him away.

"If I'm not mistaken, you are Miss Zhang Yuemei Zhang?"

Su Cheng's words echoed in the room. Xie Suzhou's expression changed slightly, and he looked at the woman in front of him calmly.

After hearing her words, the woman's eyes flashed with surprise, and she instantly pulled out the dagger from her sleeve. Before she could move, an envelope was placed in front of the knife.

"Miss Zhang, please spare her life." Su Cheng held the letter in his hand, sweat seeping out of his palm, but there was no fear on his face. "We have no ill intentions. We searched for Miss Zhang in vain and ended up in this room by accident."

Zhang Yuemei stared at her coldly, not accepting the letter, and her grip on the knife handle didn't loosen at all. "Looking for me? Who are you?"

Su Cheng raised his eyes, looked at her steadily, and said calmly, "Miss Zhang, do you still remember your handkerchief friend, Princess Rongqing?"

"Rong Qing?" Zhang Yuemei was stunned for a moment, and slowly lowered the hand holding the dagger, with suspicion still in her eyes. She gently took the letter from her hand and tore open the envelope. The familiar handwriting jumped out on the paper, making her eyes red. "It's really Rong Qing..."

"Where is she now? Why did she send you to find me?" Zhang Yuemei's hand trembled slightly as she held the letter. She whispered, "Is she doing well? Why didn't she come to find me herself?"

Rongqing did not say much about himself in the letter, but only asked her to meet him before sunset tomorrow.

"Princess Rongqing is now hiding in Tinggu Lane. She's very safe. Miss Zhang, don't worry." Su Cheng's tone was gentle, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly as he whispered, "I've been ordered to come find Miss Zhang. The princess is in a complicated situation now. She narrowly escaped death and returned to Da Chu. If Miss Zhang remembers our past friendship, would you be willing to help her?"

Zhang Yuemei straightened her face, her hand gripping the letter so tightly that it turned pale. "We grew up together, so naturally we have a deep bond. But as a woman, what can I do for Rongqing?"

"The princess once told me that Miss Zhang is the owner of Baihuafang. It's such a large place, with countless distinguished guests coming and going every day. If Miss Zhang wants to hear any gossip, it must be easy."

"If Baihuafang was merely a place for dignitaries to have fun, why would Miss Zhang have set up a secret room here?" Su Cheng smiled softly, "Besides, the current situation in the court is becoming increasingly unclear. Lord Zhang, acting as the governor, may be the only one who can see the emperor."

Zhang Yuemei's expression changed in shock. She looked at Su Cheng with a serious expression, "Who are you and why do you know so much?"

"I guessed." Su Cheng shrugged, his attitude relaxed. "Eight years after the marriage, the princess has never forgotten the friendship between her and Miss Zhang. I hope Miss Zhang will consider carefully whether to meet tomorrow or not?"

After saying this, Su Cheng bowed and said softly, "Excuse me."

Su Cheng turned around, took Xie Suzhou's hand, and pulled him out. The latter's gaze remained on Zhang Yuemei, with vigilance in his eyes.

"etc."

Zhang Yuemei suddenly spoke and called the two of them.

Su Cheng stopped, a smile appeared on his lips, and he turned back to look at her, "Miss Zhang, is there anything else?"

Zhang Yue lowered her eyebrows, hiding the confusion in her eyes. With her back to the two of them, she murmured, "Rong Qing's business is my business. I have to help her no matter what."

Su Cheng pursed her lips and chuckled softly, saying softly, "The princess once said that if Miss Zhang knew that she had escaped from the northwest alive, she would spare no effort to help her. I didn't believe it before, but now I see that Miss Zhang is truly a heroine who only cares about friendship."

"Waiting for Miss Zhang in the third courtyard of Tinggu Lane."

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Zhang Yuemei's straight back bent slightly, and her eyes moved down to the letter paper.

The letter clearly stated: Abandoned by the country, and loved one died tragically. If Yuemei has not forgotten the sisterhood, can you help me?

The letter did not explain the hardships she had endured over the past eight years, but Zhang Yuemei could still sense her suffering from these few short lines.

Zhang Yuemei sighed softly, and the girl's pretty smile before she got married appeared in her mind, and her eyes couldn't help but turn red.

In a teahouse not far from Baihuafang, Su Cheng and the man in front of her looked at each other, and the atmosphere was a little subtle.

"Suzhou..."

"Ah Cheng is known for his courage."

Before Su Cheng could speak, Xie Suzhou interrupted her and said in a deep voice, "If I hadn't caught you today, when would Ah Cheng have confessed?"

Su Cheng's eyes flashed with guilt, he lowered his head and didn't dare to answer.

Xie Suzhou lowered his eyes and looked at the girl in front of him, with helplessness and doting in his eyes. "Before doing anything big, can you discuss this with me?"

"Princess Rongqing holds the military strategy map of the northwest that has been planned for eight years. She was abandoned by the Great Chu. If it weren't for Bai Moyan's last wish, she would have wished for the Great Chu to perish. At this juncture, I can only stabilize her first, so naturally there is no time to tell you."

Su Cheng lowered his head and said unhappily, "State affairs come first, I have no choice."

Xie Suzhou tilted his head and chuckled, his eyes gentle, "I'm just worried about you, I don't mean to blame you."

Xie Suzhou's gaze moved upwards and landed on the silver magnolia hairpin. The smile in his eyes deepened, and the tips of his ears flushed. "Ah Cheng, can I kiss you..."

"ah?"

Su Cheng was stunned for a moment, his eyes wide open, he couldn't believe that these words would come out of the mouth of the cold and self-restrained Xie Suzhou.

Looking at the man beside him, he lowered his head, his slender white hands tightly clutching his sleeves, as if he had used up all his strength to say this sentence. His ears were frighteningly red and his cheeks were flushed.

Who would have thought that the black-hearted official in the book would actually be a pure-hearted boy.

Without waiting for Su Cheng's response, Xie Suzhou's eyes darkened slightly, and he felt a little helpless in his heart, hesitating whether he should speak to ease the atmosphere.

The next moment, his tense hand was held by someone.

A trace of trance flashed in Xie Suzhou's eyes. He slowly raised his head and met Su Cheng's smiling eyes.

"Ah Cheng..."

The woman beside him suddenly stood up, took a step with her long legs, and sat on him. Then, his face was lifted up.

Xie Suzhou was forced to raise his head and move his body backward, his big hands firmly holding her slender waist. The little face he had been thinking about day and night was so close to him. He obediently closed his eyes and responded to her movements with an almost pious and humble attitude.

"It's great that you're back."

The voice of his beloved sounded in his ears, and Xie Suzhou tightened his grip and held her waist tightly.

At the same time, the master and servant walked past the door of the teahouse. The man in front raised his eyes and saw the two people hugging each other affectionately through the gap in the window.

However, the person above him had his back to him, so he couldn't see his face. He could only vaguely make out that they were two men.

"Third Prince, what's wrong?"

When the servant's voice sounded, Yan Mu retracted his gaze, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, "Nothing, let's go and see Miss Zhao."