Chapter 143 I Just Want to Marry a Girl I Love
"This is..."
Yan Mu looked at the mutton noodle soup on the table, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, and he said in a teasing tone, "What good things are you talking about, Miss Zhao?"
"Eat it while it's hot. You look so thin. Mutton is a very nutritious food." Su Cheng picked up the white noodles in the bowl with bamboo chopsticks and put them into her mouth. Her posture was not elegant at all, but she ate neatly, which made people feel hungry just by looking at her.
Yan Mu lowered his eyes to look at the noodle soup on the table, then glanced at the simple environment around him, feeling a little at a loss for a moment.
Yan Mu had never experienced a day when no one was waiting for him to eat. He felt so uncomfortable that he couldn't even hold chopsticks. "Miss Zhao usually eats these things?"
Su Cheng glanced at him, as if sensing his emotions, and whispered, "Don't underestimate this small stall. I dare say this is definitely the best mutton noodles in the whole capital!"
Su Cheng was sweet-mouthed, and with just a few words, the stall owner was overjoyed. He scooped two more spoonfuls of meat slices into her bowl and smiled heartily, "Child, eat as much as you want. If you don't have enough, I have more here!"
Su Cheng grinned at her and called her sister with great discernment, "Good sister, I think your aunt is calling you old. I think you are only in your early thirties."
"Oh my!" The proprietress's eyes narrowed with laughter, and she waved her hands repeatedly, "I'm already 45 years old this year, and this child really knows how to talk!"
Yan Mu looked up at her, then looked at the new meat in the bowl, and a look of amazement flashed in his eyes.
Miss Zhao actually has such ability... Recalling the first time they met, she jumped into the water to save Yueyaer without hesitation, and regarded herself as a servant, willing to pay for a slave's meal out of her own pocket, and even the way she spoke was so pleasant and lovable.
She was completely different from the young ladies her mother had chosen for her who were always talking about etiquette and rules.
So smart, so alive...
Yan Mu's fingertips, which were holding the chopsticks, turned slightly white. His eyes fell on her and he asked softly, "Miss Zhao, are you married?"
Su Cheng looked back and said jokingly, "Loyalty after all, are you trying to get information for your master?"
Yan Mu was stunned for a moment, then pursed his lips and smiled, without responding to her words.
"I come from the countryside, with a complicated background. I'm not worthy of the nobles' attention. Who would be willing to marry a girl like me?" Su Cheng shrugged and said nonchalantly, "If you really want to thank me, why not try to persuade your master to look at other girls? I'm really not in the mood for love, and I don't want to get involved in the affairs of the royal family."
Yan Mu's hand, which was suspended in the air, froze. He raised his head slightly and whispered, "What if I don't mind your background?"
"What?" Su Cheng didn't hear his words clearly, frowned slightly, and whispered, "What did you just say?"
Yan Mu came back to his senses, his eyes slightly evasive, and said in a deep voice, "What I mean is...what if my husband doesn't mind Miss Zhao's background?"
Su Cheng's eyes flashed with suspicion, and he suddenly smiled, "How dare you guess what the master is thinking? The Third Prince is of noble birth, so he naturally knows that he should marry a virtuous wife. The noble lady carefully selected by Concubine Zhe is undoubtedly the most suitable for him."
Yan Mu's face looked a little ugly, with a complicated expression. He whispered, "In this life, my husband only wants to marry a girl who satisfies his heart."
Su Cheng raised her eyes, her gaze lingered on him for a moment, and she curled her lips into a smile, "The noodles are getting cold, eat quickly."
Yan Mu's eyes were dark and full of enthusiasm, but unfortunately Su Cheng's attention was not on him at all. He was only focused on eating the soup noodles in the bowl.
As the sky gradually darkened, the servant finally saw his master. He hurriedly approached and whispered, "Your Highness, where have you been? You're finally back!"
"Don't worry about me." Yan Mu lowered his eyes, his face slightly gloomy, and his voice was weak. "What time is it?"
"Your Highness, it's the evening hour." The servant glanced at the sky, his expression anxious. "If I don't return soon, I'm afraid the Queen will punish me."
Yan Mu nodded slightly, feeling annoyed for no apparent reason. "For so many years, she has been taking care of me every day, and now, even going out has become a luxury."
"Your Highness, be careful with your words!" The servant was frightened by his words and turned pale. He spoke hurriedly, glanced cautiously at the followers behind him, and whispered, "Your Highness, go back."
Yan Mu slowly raised his head and looked at the high walls of the Zhao family mansion, with a hint of unwillingness in his eyes, "When will I come out next time..."
"Your Highness..."
"I understand. Let's go back."
Yan Mu turned and left, taking small steps, looking uneasy.
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Lixiangyuan
Su Cheng was still wearing the servant's clothes. She pushed open the gate quietly and squeezed in sideways. Before she could breathe a sigh of relief, a man's voice sounded behind her.
"You're back so late, where did Ah Cheng go?"
Su Cheng was startled and stopped as if he had been electrocuted. He turned back stiffly and met Xie Jinyu's half-smiling eyes.
"You..." Su Cheng straightened up, a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes, and he said softly, "It's so late, why haven't you rested yet?"
"How can I sleep without Ah Cheng by my pillow?" Xie Jinyu raised an eyebrow, her beautiful eyes filled with anger. "I haven't seen Ah Cheng since early this morning, and she only came back late at night, dressed like this. Ah Cheng, shouldn't you give me an explanation?"
Su Cheng pursed her lips, the words were on the tip of her tongue, but she didn't know how to say it.
None of the three brothers of the Xie family is easy to fool.
Meeting Xie Jinyu's dark eyes, Su Cheng sighed deeply and reluctantly told her everything that had happened in the past two days.
After hearing this, Xie Jinyu remained silent for a long time, staring at Su Cheng with her phoenix eyes, making her feel uneasy.
"Why are you just looking at me?" Su Cheng said in a low voice, feeling a little guilty. "It happened too suddenly, otherwise I would have told you guys a long time ago, really..."
The further she spoke, the softer her voice became.
Xie Jinyu laughed in anger, her deep eyes filled with an unclear emotion, devoid of her usual gentleness and consideration. "You're saying that you went to the temple to pray for blessings, and on the way you found a bloody person. You learned that she was a princess who had endured countless hardships, so you decided to save her and risk your life for her?"
Su Cheng lowered his head, took out an object from his sleeve and handed it to him.
As the night deepened, the object in her hand could no longer be seen.
Xie Jinyu frowned, the anger on his face still lingering, and asked in a deep voice, "What is this?"
"I got this amulet for you." Su Cheng pinched the corner of the amulet, pretending to be wronged. "I got it from Fo'an Temple. It will definitely work."
Seeing her cautious look, Xie Jinyu's depression suddenly dissipated. A layer of crimson appeared on the tips of his ears. He raised his hand, grasped her slender wrist, and gently brought her into his arms.
"Ah Cheng, I don't mean to blame you, but the royal family has always been heartless. I'm worried that your sincerity will be taken advantage of and you'll become someone else's pawn in vain."
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